The Heavenly Demon Cult’s Strongest Maid - Chapter 214

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Chapter 214

Crash!

Moryong Gil’s body, which had been launched into the air, plummeted down onto the rooftop at a terrifying speed.

“Kuack!”

Along with tremendous pain, black blood gushed from his mouth.

“Heu…”

Moryong Gil barely caught his breath in agony and looked up at the sky. There, King Dang Cheol-u still stood proudly, unchanged from the beginning.

It was just one level.

Hyeon-gyeong, the stage after Hwa-gyeong.

While he was blocked by a wall he couldn’t overcome, his close friend Namgung Cheon had reached that realm.

Though he didn’t show it outwardly, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that Moryong Gil had lived his entire life consumed by an inferiority complex.

But today, in his fight with the Dark King, he realized.

How foolish the inferiority complex he had felt all this time was.

He couldn’t even touch the hem of the Dark King’s clothes.

The difference in skill was so clear that he lost even the will to attack.

If things continued like this, it would be difficult to avoid death.

He had to use any means necessary to persuade the Dark King and overcome this crisis.

“D-Dark King!”

Just as Moryong Gil desperately called out to the Dark King floating in the sky.

“Sister!”

A girl’s voice, unsuited for a battlefield, pierced his eardrums.

Originally, he shouldn’t have looked.

Looking away during a life-or-death battle was unthinkable.

Nevertheless, Moryong Gil’s instincts turned toward that direction.

“Th-that girl?”

He immediately recognized Yang Ha-rin, Yang Gun-cheol’s granddaughter.

He couldn’t not know her since he had spared her life with his own hands.

His confusion about why Yang Ha-rin was here was brief.

“…U, Uya!”

Only then did Moryong Gil notice Mo-yong U collapsed at her feet, vomiting blood and convulsing.

“S-surely not!”

Just then, Yang Ha-rin raised her spear.

For Moryong Gil, it was a moment that felt like an eternity.

Thud!

The moment Yang Ha-rin’s spear blade pierced his son’s heart, he cried out.

“N-no!”

Moryong Gil jumped down like a madman, scattering roof tiles.

“No! Uya, no!”

Leading his battered body, he ran toward his son.

“Uya! Uya!”

Moryong Gil held his son in his arms and called his name again and again, but there was no response.

Mo-yong U, who had been reliably guarding his side just moments ago, was no longer in this reality.

“Huhheuk! How can you leave first like this! Please wake up! Hurry!”

Moryong Gil shed tears of blood and wailed until his throat was raw.

Despite his heartbreaking denial, the atmosphere remained cold.

“Is your child’s death so sorrowful?”

King Dang Cheol-u, who had descended to the ground at some point, asked in a chilling voice.

“D-Dark King!”

Moryong Gil snapped to attention as if cold water had been poured over him.

Mo-yong U, the family head and eldest son, was dead.

The grandson who was to continue the lineage had his arm severed and became a cripple.

The only remaining direct descendants were his second son Moryong Seo and granddaughter Mo Yong-cheong-a.

“I will beg you like this! Please prevent the family’s destruction… please prevent the family’s annihilation!”

Moryong Gil banged his head on the ground and pleaded with the Dark King.

“My daughter lived in hiding for a full 17 years.”

Even Mo-yong U’s death did not quell the Dark King’s anger.

“That young child, without any sin!”

Just thinking of Dang Yeong-ryeong still made the Dark King’s blood boil.

“J-just say the word! I will follow anything! So please, just prevent the family’s destruction…!”

The lineage must not be cut off like this.

He had to survive here to hope for the future.

“Dark King! Please, please! I beg for your mercy!”

Moryong Gil knelt and prostrated himself in supplication.

“…”

Dang Cheol-woo’s face was still filled with rage, but he hadn’t lost his reason entirely.

While it was true that the Moyong Family had committed acts deserving death, completely massacring the entire household would not be righteous.

He needed to show mercy so that people wouldn’t gossip about the Dang Family.

“Offer two things.”

At the Dark King’s words, Moryong Gil looked up with hopeful eyes.

“Your life.”

“…!”

“Thirty years of Bongmun.”

Moryong Gil’s pupils shook.

His own life was one thing, but thirty years of Bongmun was too long.

“Why, is it difficult to accept?”

Moryong Gil dared not answer.

He knew that the moment he chose to refuse, both he and the Moyong Family would be finished.

“Then this place will become hell today.”

Whether knowing that it was already hell for Moryong Gil or not, Dang Cheol-woo turned his head to look at Noe Yeom-baek.

“Me again?”

Noe Yeom-baek grimaced deeply.

“Agh! Fine! I’ll be your witness!”

Since Noe Yeom-baek had declared it, all that remained was Moryong Gil’s decision.

“…I understand.”

For Moryong Gil, it was a dead end.

What good would it do to regret the past now?

Following the Dark King’s will was his best option.

“I will accept… the Dang Family’s demands.”

Having made his decision, Moryong Gil made one final request.

“I would like to leave a final word before I die. Could you bring my second son Moryong Seo?”

“Wait.”

Dang Cheol-woo instructed a subordinate standing behind him.

“Announce that the war is over, and find and bring the second son Moryong Seo.”

“Yes!”

However, shortly after, the one who came to the Gajujeon was not Moryong Seo but Gu Yang-jung, the leader of the Seonpung Squad.

“G-Great Elder!”

“Grandfather!”

Mo Yong-cheong-a was also with him.

Moryong Gil’s expression twisted.

What could it mean that Gu Yang-jung and Mo Yong-cheong-a came when he had called for Moryong Seo?

“…Is he dead?”

“I’m sorry….”

Seeing Gu Yang-jung answer with his head bowed, Moryong Gil laughed emptily.

“Heh heh heh!”

Both his sons had lost their lives on the same day.

Was that all?

He, their father, would soon have to follow them.

“….”

Moryong Gil sat blankly for a long while, as if deep in thought.

“Cheong-a. And Yang-jung.”

He seemed to have steeled his resolve as he called his granddaughter and the Seonpung Squad leader.

Since becoming the leader, this was almost the first time Moryong Gil had spoken Gu Yang-jung’s name so comfortably.

“Do you remember what we talked about yesterday?”

“…Yes.”

Perhaps sensing something in Moryong Gil’s tone, Mo Yong-cheong-a looked as if she might cry at any moment.

For Moryong Gil, these two were his only remaining hope.

“Listen carefully. The main residence will enter seclusion for 30 years starting now.”

At the mention of 30 years, Mo Yong-cheong-a and Gu Yang-jung gasped.

For a martial arts family, seclusion was like imprisonment.

And they had to do it for a full 30 years, not just 3.

“Please take good care of the main residence.”

Moryong Gil reached out and grasped the hands of Mo Yong-cheong-a and Gu Yang-jung together.

“You must survive.”

Power entered Moryong Gil’s voice.

“And become strong!”

Moryong Gil released their hands and stepped back several paces. His hands were directed toward his solar plexus.

“G-Grandfather…!”

Gu Yang-jung quickly covered Mo Yong-cheong-a’s eyes.

Thud!

Following a sound like something breaking, Moryong Gil’s body collapsed.

“Sob sob!”

Overwhelmed by rising grief, Mo Yong-cheong-a finally burst into tears.

She could tell what had happened to her grandfather without having to see it.

“Clean this up.”

When Gu Yang-jung removed his hand, Mo Yong-cheong-a looked around venomously with tears in her eyes.

As if she would never forget who was present at this moment.

“It’s been a while, sister.”

From the moment Mo Yong-cheong-a appeared, Yang Ha-rin had been glaring at her.

“Do you feel wronged?”

Yang Ha-rin, who had been sneering, finally exploded with her suppressed resentment.

“Your grandfather at least committed suicide! My parents had their throats cut before my very eyes! Do you understand?”

Yang Ha-rin glared at Mo Yong-cheong-a as she warned her.

“30 years of seclusion? No, don’t come out even after that. Live here quietly like a dead mouse and die! If you catch my eye, I’ll kill you myself!”

Yang Ha-rin couldn’t contain her anger and shouted while trembling with rage.

“Ha-rini.”

I grabbed Yang Ha-rin’s shoulder and calmed her down.

“That’s enough. Stop it. It’s all over now.”

I patted Yang Ha-rin’s back and comforted her.

Moryong Gil’s suicide.

This was an ending I hadn’t anticipated either.

I thought he would die at Eok Grandfather’s hands.

Is this what they call the ruthlessness of Gangho?

“If you fail to keep your promise of seclusion, the Dang Family will visit Liaodong again!”

With Grandfather’s final threat, we left the Moyong Family before even a day had passed.

“How is the situation at the main residence?”

As soon as the Dang Family left, Mo Yong-cheong-a clung to the corpses of her grandfather and father and wailed.

But after a while, she wiped away her tears and stood up resolutely.

“Miss.”

“Don’t call me that anymore.”

“…Pardon?”

“My brother was wrong. Only you and I can restore the main residence.”

“Miss….”

“I told you not to call me that!”

At Mo Yong-cheong-a’s rebuke, Gu Yang-jung hesitated before finally opening his mouth again.

“Cheong-mei….”

“Promise me. That you’ll definitely restore the family to its original state.”

“I won’t disappoint you. No, I’ll make sure there’s nothing to be disappointed about!”

The two would soon become husband and wife.

Gu Yang-jung decided to consider Mo Yong-cheong-a his wife from today.

“Treatment is urgent first. There isn’t a single disciple who wasn’t hit by the Green Flag Group’s hidden weapons and poison.”

The wounds of defeat were more serious than expected.

30 years of seclusion.

That meant they couldn’t take in disciples from outside for 30 years.

So they had to raise disciples within the family, but over eighty percent had died or been injured in this war.

The problem was that those who were injured were practically just waiting to die from poison.

They had summoned every physician in the area, but there was no one who could detoxify the Dang Family’s poison.

Though he had promised Mo Yong-cheong-a that he would restore the family, only a dark future came to Gu Yang-jung’s mind.

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