The Heavenly Demon Cult’s Strongest Maid - Chapter 192

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Chapter 192

A shabby inn located in a remote area of Soho.

Unlike other places, this place that only had flies buzzing around was rented out entirely by me for a whole silver tael.

Tap tap tap.

I was absentmindedly shaking one leg when I widened my eyes and stared straight ahead.

In front of me sat the three problematic grandfathers.

From left to right: Bandit Grandfather, Grandpa Tak, and Eok Grandfather.

Clink.

At that moment, a steaming cup of tea was placed in front of me.

Since even the inn owner had left, Eok I-geon personally brewed the tea and served it.

I expressed my gratitude through eye contact.

Then Eok I-geon smiled with his eyes, served tea to the three grandfathers as well, and quietly sat down next to me.

“Now, please speak up!”

I crossed my arms and glared at the grandfathers as if daring them to make excuses.

“…”

“…”

“…”

Did they all suddenly eat honey or something?

“Why can’t any of you speak?”

All three of them avoided my gaze, looking at the floor and ceiling or fiddling with their teacups, pretending not to notice.

Right, they have nothing to say.

Honestly, it would be more problematic if they did.

“You’re all elderly gentlemen, so why on earth are you acting like this?”

Just thinking about earlier made me so dumbfounded I couldn’t even speak.

“Stealing me away? What’s there to steal? I’m not someone’s property! I belong to myself!”

Feeling something chilly, I turned my head to see Eok I-geon putting strength into his eyes.

He seems to want to claim ownership over me, but now’s not the time for that, you know?

When I glared at him to snap out of it, Eok I-geon immediately relaxed his expression.

At least he has some sense, which was fortunate.

Anyway!

These three grandfathers here were the subjects requiring attention.

‘Oh my.’

Seeing these distinguished men unable to even make eye contact with me and looking dejected didn’t make me feel very good either.

Frankly speaking, wasn’t this mishap caused by their affection for me?

The problem was the compatibility between the three.

Setting aside the Four Evil Masters, they were all people who had reached the pinnacle.

All three had strong pride and were individuals who did things their own way, so it didn’t look easy for them to get along.

‘What should I do with these grandfathers?’

As my worries deepened.

“So, Seolha.”

Eok Grandfather glanced at me subtly.

“Is our granddaughter saying she’ll accept this bandit fellow as her grandfather?”

“I don’t know about that yet.”

“You, you don’t know?”

“If Bandit Grandfather is my real grandfather, I’d be happy about it, but nothing’s been revealed yet. So it’s fifty-fifty.”

“What? Fi, fifty-fifty?”

Eok Grandfather exploded and stood up from his seat.

“Are you getting angry at me right now?”

“No, no! Absolutely not!”

At my sharp question, Eok Grandfather vehemently denied it.

He was so flustered that I could see cold sweat forming on his forehead.

“Heh heh heh!”

At that, Bandit Grandfather laughed happily.

“Why are you so openly pleased, Grandfather? It’s not confirmed yet, you know? When I return to the sect, I plan to thoroughly investigate my birth father first.”

“Is, is that so?”

When I snapped at him, Bandit Grandfather immediately became dejected.

In the midst of all this, only Grandpa Tak was leisurely drinking his tea alone.

I could tell just by looking.

You and I are different.

Seolha is the daughter born by my daughter, so I’m definitely the maternal grandfather!

“The tea is quite sweet.”

Grandpa Tak even smiled brightly at me.

“Seolha was raised entirely by my daughter, how absurd!”

Perhaps finding that sight extremely irritating, Eok Grandfather glared at Grandpa Tak with displeasure.

Of course, Grandpa Tak didn’t budge. Rather, he went even further.

“This is why they say blood is thicker than water.”

“What, what?”

“Of course!”

Following the indignant Eok Grandfather, Bandit Grandfather beat his chest and added.

“How important is blood! Isn’t that right, in-law?”

“It’s not confirmed, but yes, that’s right. Heh heh.”

Grandpa Tak maintained an appropriate distance but shared the same sentiment as Bandit Grandfather.

“Grrr, grr!”

Eok Grandfather was completely on the verge of exploding.

Bang bang bang!

“Excuse me, Grandfathers!”

I pounded the table and shouted to get everyone’s attention.

“My grandmother is the most important person in the world to me, you know? But we don’t share a single drop of blood, do we?”

At my words, Eok Grandfather’s face immediately relaxed.

“That’s right, it’s the bond from raising someone! Yes, exactly!”

Eok Grandfather shouted loudly and looked down at the other two grandfathers.

“Ahem!”

“Hmm!”

Pretending not to see that gaze, the two cleared their throats and looked away.

Good grief, isn’t this just like children fighting?

Remembering the chaos in Soho from earlier, my anger flared up again.

“Are you going to keep fighting like this? Soho was turned upside down because of you three! What are you going to do about that? Huh?”

Fortunately, no one was seriously injured.

Quite a few people fell into the water, but most were rescued with help from their companions.

Only a few people who fell into deep areas were saved when Eok I-geon personally stepped in at my request.

The murderous Eok I-geon from the original story saving people?

‘The world must be turning upside down!’

Surprised by this newly realized fact, I patted Eok I-geon’s thigh, telling him he did well.

And once again, I widened my eyes.

“I really hate causing trouble for others!”

I felt strongly that I needed to educate these three grandfathers with this opportunity.

How can martial artists be so self-centered!

“Listen carefully, okay?”

Clap clap!

I even clapped my hands to focus the attention of the three grandfathers.

“Y-yes.”

“Alright!”

“We’re all ears.”

I took a sip of tea and began my lengthy speech.

“The people in Chaohu who rent out ferries, sell alcohol, and sell snacks! They’re all people who live day by day on what they earn. You know what it means to live day by day on what you earn, right?”

All three of them just blinked their eyes.

It seems they understand the words but can’t really relate to them.

I knew this would happen.

“Because of you grandfathers, they probably lost a whole day’s work today.”

“B-because of us?”

“Of course! After all that chaos in Chaohu, do you think people would come out to have fun again?”

“I-I see.”

“So what happens then? They couldn’t work properly, so they have no money, and how can they face their mothers when they go home? What about their sick eighty-year-old mothers?”

“S-sick eighty-year-old mothers?”

“They have mothers too?”

Usually they all do.

In novels, anyway.

“They need earnings to at least brew some medicine. Oh my, how pitiful.”

I deliberately sighed deeply with a heartbroken voice.

“They wash a new cloth and place it on her forehead, and having nothing else they can do, they just hold her hand and hold back tears as they leave the room…”

When I paused briefly in the middle, the three grandfathers swallowed dryly.

Hearing this is heartbreaking, isn’t it?

I put even more emotion into my words.

“Waiting for their father are five children whining about being hungry, so how must his heart feel?”

“Five children?”

“That’s normal. What would a bandit know?”

“Having many children is a blessing.”

The grandfathers, completely absorbed in my story, each added their own comments.

I made the story even more dramatic.

“When the children pester him and ask ‘Honey, is dinner ready yet?’, his wife silently scrapes the empty jar and looks at her husband. Do you know what this means?”

The grandfathers shook their heads in unison.

“There’s no rice at home, no rice! Why? Because they couldn’t work today!”

The grandfathers’ eyes wavered.

“The father’s heart rots from failing to earn a day’s wages, and the children cry from hunger.”

I struck the table for emphasis.

“But they can’t let the children starve, so they strip tree bark to make porridge, but how much could that be? Forcing a smile, he says ‘Daddy is fine, so eat plenty’ and goes outside alone to drink a bowl of well water!”

“A bowl of well water?”

“His wife adds a handful of salt to the water and says ‘Dear, please drink this at least’, but the husband says ‘No, you drink it’ and gives up even the well water. *Sob*!”

I pretended to wipe away tears, brushing my eyes with my hand.

“Like that, the two hold hands and comfort each other through the hard day, crying sadly… Do you know whose fault all this is? Hm?”

“I-it’s because of us.”

“T-that’s right.”

“Seolha, we were wrong!”

As expected, after explaining everything in detail, they finally show some signs of reflection.

“But how does our granddaughter know such things so well?”

How would I know?

These kinds of settings appear like clichés in most novels.

“Don’t you know my background?”

I reminded them once again that I was a maid and smoothly moved on.

“Anyway, now you understand, right? From now on, when you fight, make sure to look around. How pitiful those people are. It would be fortunate if they only had eighty-year-old mothers. If their children are also sick…”

Sensing that my nagging was about to start again, the grandfathers simultaneously jumped up from their seats to stop me.

“We’ve heard enough! I’ll never do it again!”

“This old man will absolutely never do such a thing!”

“Yes, that’s right! By the way, our granddaughter has a heart as gentle as silk.”

“Then promise me.”

I held out my pinky finger.

“Huh?”

“Your finger?”

“Like this?”

I hooked my finger with the three grandfathers’ pinky fingers and even stamped it.

“You promised me, right? You know what happens if you break it?”

Just as I was deliberately making a prim expression,

I felt another strange gaze from the side, and when I looked over, Eok I-geon was frowning and glaring at my hand.

This is just a promise, you know?

Eok I-geon, you’ve done pinky promises too, so you know!

‘Sigh.’

It really was an exhausting day.

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