The Heavenly Demon Cult’s Strongest Maid - Chapter 197

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Chapter 197

“Wow!”

I took the largest boat in Chaohu and went out to the center of the lake. Looking at the lights lined up along the lakeside from there, I felt like I had fallen into another world.

“Grandfather, it’s so beautiful!”

“Is it?”

“Yes!”

I thought I wouldn’t be able to see night views in the martial arts world, but that was a huge misconception.

Is this the power of a tourist destination?

As befitting a famous scenic spot, Chaohu was truly beautiful both day and night.

“But, Grandfather.”

“Yes?”

“I haven’t seen Uncle Cheon-yeong lately. Did you send him on an errand or something?”

“…Cheon-yeong, you mean?”

“Yes. I called for him because I had something to ask, but he didn’t show up. Did he go far away?”

If my expectations were correct, something should have happened between the Moyong Family and the Shin Chang-yang Family by now.

Since the Honcheon Flag had appeared from the Namgung Family as well, I was curious about how the situation was unfolding afterward.

Having come to Jungwon and solved all those things through Cheon-yeong, I had been feeling quite frustrated for the past few days.

“He said he had some personal business to attend to, so I told him to go ahead.”

“Personal business?”

When I widened my eyes at this unexpected reason, Grandfather smiled.

“You seem to have become quite close with Cheon-yeong.”

“Rather than close, he helped me a lot. I even learned stealth techniques from him.”

“You learned stealth techniques? From Cheon-yeong?”

“Yes, Uncle Cheon-yeong is the best at stealth techniques among the people around me.”

“But why does our granddaughter have that expression?”

Well, that’s because…

Some unpleasant dark history came to mind.

For some reason, I didn’t want to tell Grandfather about that story.

“…It just didn’t go as well as I thought. I don’t think I have talent for stealth techniques.”

“What nonsense! There’s no way you, Seolha, would lack talent!”

Like a doting grandfather, he got upset at the mention of lacking talent.

“I found out there are things I can’t do well.”

During my maid days, I was talented enough to be selected as Eok I-geon’s dedicated maid.

I was the one who instantly learned Mahu’s martial arts, which not just anyone could master.

Yet that same me was miserably defeated by spear techniques and stealth techniques.

Honestly, I admit I had been arrogant all this time.

I might have unknowingly become too absorbed in myself, succeeding at everything I tried.

I decided to return to my original mindset with this opportunity.

So my goal was to master both stealth techniques and spear techniques to surprise Grandmother and Eok I-geon.

“So you were feeling down?”

“A little?”

“Then we should have a drink.”

Grandpa Tak filled my empty cup with alcohol.

“Should I call everyone over?”

“Go ahead.”

“Come on, stop sightseeing and gather here! Grandfather is going to pour drinks for us!”

Since the boat was so large, everyone had scattered to look around.

Meanwhile, seeing Cheon-gang and Seo-ryeon sticking close together made me so pleased.

Of course, Eok I-geon didn’t go anywhere and was quietly staying by my side.

He had flinched when Grandpa Tak and I talked about stealth techniques, but now he was sitting there perfectly fine again.

“It’s an honor to receive drinks from Master Tak!”

Seo-ryeon, who almost worshipped Grandpa Tak due to their childhood connection, said this.

Grandfather looked at such Seo-ryeon with fond eyes as he poured her drink.

“You must be having a hard time because of Seolha.”

“Not at all! Thanks to Miss Seolha, I get to tour Jungwon, which is great!”

“Is that so?”

“Isn’t Master Tak in a more difficult position than me?”

“Me?”

“Yes, you became the sect leader of Cheon-sin-mun.”

“Ah, that?”

Seo-ryeon usually did well, but sometimes she would unintentionally hit you from behind.

Why bring up that topic at this timing!

As the great criminal who created Cheon-sin-mun, I couldn’t help but watch Grandpa Tak’s reaction.

But surprisingly.

“Thanks to our granddaughter, I got to try being a sect leader, and it wasn’t bad. Where else would I get to be called sect leader?”

“…Grandfather.”

I thought I deserved to be scolded, but how could our grandfather say such kind words.

I was truly moved.

“The problem is the Cult Leader.”

“…Pardon?”

“She must have heard about it by now, but I don’t know how she’ll react.”

“Right? Sifu knows about it too, doesn’t she?”

I had a bad feeling from when Uncle Gong Pae-cheon said he was a protector.

“But surely she won’t get angry and chase after us, right?”

“The Cult Leader, you mean?”

“Yes, she’s a busy person.”

Given how things turned out, I was thinking of holding out in Sichuan and returning to the cult as late as possible.

Sifu might say ‘What was Cheon-sin-mun again?’ and not remember it.

“Well, she’s quite unpredictable, but I don’t think she’ll come all the way here.”

“That’s right, Miss Seolha. Surely not the Cult Leader.”

Since even Seo-ryeon said so, I completely let go of my worries.

Perhaps because I had been too stressed about Cheon-sin-mun, I had actually been troubled by it even in my dreams lately.

“Then shall we have a drink?”

With my heart much lighter, I turned my eyes back to the night view and drank while using the lights as side dishes.

“Hah, expensive alcohol is different.”

“Now I see our granddaughter is quite the drinker!”

When I drank well, Grandfather became even more excited instead.

I kept bringing the wine cup to my lips as Grandfather poured for me.

How much time had passed like that?

Feeling good from the alcohol, I deliberately didn’t dispel the intoxication.

Instead, since it was hard to control my body, I had no choice but to lean my head on Eok I-geon’s shoulder.

“Aren’t you sleepy?”

“Not yet.”

Though I felt a bit hazy, I wasn’t overwhelmingly sleepy.

“Young Master.”

“What, do you have something to say?”

“Yes.”

Grandfather said he would rest a bit and went into the cabin.

Cheon-gang and Seo-ryeon were also far away, so it was just the two of us.

I had been drinking, so I mustered up the courage to ask.

“Young Master, why do you like me?”

“Do you truly not know and are asking?”

“Yes! I’m really curious, so I’m asking.”

In the original story, Eok I-geon was someone who couldn’t like anyone.

Why is a psychopath a psychopath?

In modern society, that’s what they called people who lacked the ability to empathize with others.

This type, also called antisocial personality disorder, mostly consisted of those who only knew themselves.

Eok I-geon was certainly like that in the novel too.

What on earth had changed him?

“First of all, you’re pretty.”

“…I’m pretty?”

“Yes.”

“Young Master, don’t you look in mirrors?”

If you saw that, you wouldn’t say such things.

Both subjectively and objectively, Eok I-geon was more beautiful than me.

Even if you grabbed any random passerby and asked, a hundred out of a hundred would say the same.

Did someone with such overwhelming beauty have bad eyesight?

“I don’t look in mirrors often.”

“…I see.”

If I were him, I would have lived attached to one.

Just looking at my face would have made me happy.

“Your lips mumbling when you speak are cute.”

“…What?”

What, what’s cute?

Surprised by Eok I-geon’s unexpected words, I lifted my head that had been leaning and looked back at him.

“Your hands and feet are also very small unlike mine, which is cute.”

…Wow.

This man just casually throws around the word “cute” right to someone’s face.

Sir, are you a player?

How can you speak so well without your expression changing at all?

Don’t people usually get embarrassed in situations like this?

It was my turn to blush at Eok I-geon’s confession.

He malfunctioned before when we held hands and I touched his head.

‘Maybe he’s fine if there’s no touching?’

I raised my hand and placed it against one of Eok I-geon’s cheeks.

‘Gasp!’

And I was the most surprised by what I had done.

Even though it was because of the alcohol, my hand had moved first without me realizing it.

As expected, Eok I-geon immediately turned to ice.

His lips were tightly closed as if he had forgotten how to speak.

‘Now that I’ve confirmed it, I should slowly pull away.’

I subtly avoided Eok I-geon’s gaze and slowly lowered my hand.

Grab!

“Y-Young Master?”

Then Eok I-geon caught my wrist.

He gripped my wrist tightly and glared at me fiercely.

If someone could burn to death from just a look, that was exactly my situation right now.

“Why, why are you like this?”

Are you angry because I touched you without permission?

“I’m holding back.”

Huh?

Holding back what?

“Stay still for a moment.”

“…Yes.”

I didn’t know what it was, but I did as Eok I-geon told me to.

It was clear he had no aggression toward me, but sometimes I really didn’t know what he was thinking.

Like now.

But how long do I have to stay like this?

It felt like about five minutes had already passed…

My wrist being caught was one thing, but what bothered me more was that Eok I-geon kept looking only at me.

‘This is driving me crazy.’

No matter how much I turned my head, it was useless.

The gaze I felt thoroughly from the side, from above, from behind was making me break out in cold sweat.

In the end, I asked again because of the alcohol.

“Why do you keep looking? It’s not like looking will accomplish anything, but still, if you stare at someone so intensely, I feel a bit…”

“Be grateful I’m only looking.”

…Right?

That would be fortunate, right?

At Eok I-geon’s menacing voice, I bit my lips and made a decision.

‘I’m never drinking again.’

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