The Heavenly Demon Cult’s Strongest Maid - Chapter 236

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Chapter 236

‘A, a sword! I need a sword!’

I barely dodged the attack and frantically reached for my side.

Huh?

I hadn’t even drawn my sword, yet the Mahu Phoenix Sword was already in my hand.

How did this happen?

“Uaaaah!”

However, I didn’t have time to dwell on my doubts.

Right now, blocking the sword flying toward my neck was the priority.

Clang!

“Ugh!”

With one strike, my body slid backward.

It was hard to gauge in the pitch-black darkness, but it seemed like more than ten feet.

An unknown sword had forced me to retreat this much?

‘Hah.’

Just as I was sighing in disbelief,

A sword suddenly shot out from the left without warning.

“Gasp!”

I quickly twisted my waist and blocked the sword.

My posture was slightly off, so once again I was pushed back by the force.

Swoosh!

If the intention was to disorient me, it was successful.

Sensing the terrifying energy behind me, I bent my back as if it would break.

Screech!

The blade barely grazed past me.

‘Above?’

As soon as the sword disappeared, I craned my neck to look up at the black sky.

This was just intuition.

Somehow I felt like an attack would come from above.

Sure enough,

A sword appeared exactly where I had been watching.

‘Then this time I’ll attack first… Gah!’

As if anticipating my counterattack, an invisible energy bound me.

Thoom!

The air around me pressed down heavily, as if gravity had increased tenfold.

“Ugh!”

A groan escaped my lips from the crushing pain throughout my body.

Though it was clearly a sword the same size as mine, it felt like facing Mount Tai.

“Grr!”

Despite all my efforts, I couldn’t overcome the sword.

Crash!

Finally, with a tremendous explosion, I lost consciousness.

“Gasp!”

I opened my eyes with a start, breathing heavily as if waking from a nightmare.

My mind was still filled with afterimages of the sword that had attacked me.

…Hm?

But what met my vision was no longer the pitch-black sky, but a blue sky filled with warm sunlight.

Not only that,

My back was very warm, as if I were lying on a heated floor.

‘Ah, this is nice.’

Indeed, Koreans need to warm their backs to relieve fatigue.

“Are you alright?”

Just then, Eok I-geon’s face suddenly appeared, blocking the blue sky.

“…Young Master?”

“This is the rock terrace.”

“Ah…”

I understood immediately with those words.

Just as I had done when I lost consciousness fighting the sword, he too had brought me here.

“Come to think of it, are you alright, Young Master?”

“You’re asking about my well-being first?”

“Of course! You were even bleeding earlier.”

A person had collapsed while coughing up blood.

Whether it was Eok I-geon or anyone else, it was natural to be worried.

But what was with that look in his eyes?

Eok I-geon’s eyes were sparkling with emotion at my words of concern for him.

Not wanting to disappoint him, I couldn’t reveal the truth and only managed an awkward smile.

“Thanks to you, I’m fine now. Thank you.”

Thank me, indeed.

Compared to everything Eok I-geon had done for me, this was nothing.

“But how did that happen to you?”

“That’s what I want to ask. How did you end up in front of it?”

Eok I-geon looked at me sternly, as if scolding me.

So it really wasn’t allowed.

I thought we were close enough for this much by now…

Then again, the sword marks on the cliff were a legacy left by the First Cheonma.

Since I had coveted such a thing, I had nothing to say even if Eok I-geon reprimanded me.

‘In that case.’

I should use my secret weapon.

To escape this crisis, I imitated the eyes of Puss in Boots.

“I’m sorry. I was curious about what happened to you, Young Master, so without realizing it…”

“Don’t misunderstand. I’m not angry.”

“…Really?”

“It’s because it’s dangerous. Didn’t you see what happened to me?”

“Did you also end up like that because of that sword, Young Master? What exactly is that sword? How did a sword come out of the wall to attack me?”

“…”

After a moment of silence to my question, Eok I-geon seemed to make up his mind and explained.

“What’s left on that wall is the First Cheonma’s enlightenment.”

“…The First Cheonma?”

Though I already knew this from the original story, I acted surprised as if hearing it for the first time.

“Didn’t you already know I learned the Cheonma Divine Art? Wasn’t it strange that I could perform Cheonma’s martial arts that I never learned from Father?”

“Well… Young Master, you’re such a genius…”

Eok I-geon stifled a laugh at my evasion.

“Seolha, you rate me too highly. No matter how talented I am, I can’t learn something I was never taught.”

“Then did you learn it by yourself after seeing that here in Macheongtian?”

“Yes. The sword marks on the cliff were left by the First Cheonma for future generations. They were passed down to me across time and space.”

“Wow.”

Even knowing this, I was genuinely amazed.

“I suspect the conditions matching the arrangement are important.”

“Conditions?”

“It seems that when someone who matches the insights and arrangements left by the First Cheonma appears, resonance occurs and the world of mental imagery opens. You experienced it too, didn’t you?”

Listening to it, it sounded like he had left behind something like a virtual reality game.

My fight with the sword was exactly like that too.

To put Eok I-geon’s words simply, it seemed like only people whose frequency matched could connect to the world of mental imagery.

You could say it was a program for training and learning martial arts by observing what the First Cheonma left behind.

Seeing that there were multiple wall surfaces, was it step-by-step learning?

The novel didn’t cover such details, so I didn’t know, but it seemed to be a much more systematic educational system than I had thought.

‘So Eok I-geon has been training like this all along.’

That’s why he was so strong.

To inherit the First Cheonma’s martial arts across a thousand years.

Kyuk, truly befitting a protagonist!

How magnificent is someone’s fiancé!

“Don’t take this off from now on.”

“…What?”

When I awakened from my delusion, the red ring was already back on my wrist.

“Isn’t this the first gift I gave you?”

“Earlier I was so surprised that I thought even this might help somehow…”

“I was grateful.”

Eok I-geon looked down at me deeply and stroked my hair.

I was about to turn my head and bury my face in embarrassment when I nearly fainted on the spot.

‘I, I’m crazy!’

Only now did I realize that what I had been resting my head on all this time was Eok I-geon’s thigh.

‘How could I only notice this now?’

Aaaaah!

I screamed silently over and over.

Should I just get up like this?

Or should I pretend not to know until the end?

What didn’t bother me when I didn’t know became incredibly concerning once I realized.

It was so firm I thought I was resting on a rock.

‘Why, why are you doing that…’

My flustered eyes met Eok I-geon’s eyes.

Eok I-geon’s gaze, which had been perfectly fine just moments before, was now burning.

When you look at me like that, it’s quite, quite burdensome, you know?

‘Huh? Huh huh! Huh huh huh?’

Eok I-geon’s face was getting bigger and bigger.

Since his face couldn’t actually be growing, it meant the distance was getting closer.

In other words, Eok I-geon’s face was slowly coming down.

My heart was pounding like crazy.

Should I at least close my eyes?

Why is my face heating up so tactlessly?

Wh, what should I do?

My mind was truly blank.

I couldn’t think of anything about how to get through this crisis.

I’m a lifelong single, but I didn’t think I was romantically hopeless.

I felt the need to reflect on myself.

‘Ugh, Grandmother!’

It was the moment when Eok I-geon’s lips were about to touch mine.

“Th, the engagement ceremony!”

I jumped up hastily with a ‘whatever happens, happens’ attitude and shouted.

“Engagement ceremony?”

Fortunately, Eok I-geon took the bait.

“I was on my way to ask Master to set a date.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

Look at how Eok I-geon’s expression brightened.

When I avoided him, his lips that had frozen like a stone statue now showed an angelic smile.

“I did well, right? Hehe.”

‘Huh?’

The praise that I did well was enough there, so why are you doing that again?

My mind went on high alert again because of Eok I-geon getting up from the platform and approaching me.

At times like this, I need to quickly change the subject.

“I, I think I’ll challenge that cliff once more!”

“…Right now?”

“Yes!”

It wasn’t just words I blurted out.

Half wanting revenge for being overwhelmed, half wanting to learn something from the First Cheonma.

As the First Miss of the Cheonma Sect, I had my ambitions too.

“It would be helpful, right?”

“Of course.”

“I’d also like to experience the Cheonma Divine Art through this opportunity… Huh?”

I had to stop mid-sentence. A doubt I had overlooked all this time struck me like lightning.

“What’s wrong?”

“The First Cheonma’s insights carved on that stone wall.”

“What about them?”

“Not just anyone gets invited, right?”

“…!”

“I understand why you would, Young Master… but why me?”

I was Cheonma’s disciple, not a descendant.

Could it be because I’m Mahu’s previous incarnation?

Eok I-geon also seemed not to have thought that far, as he looked up at the cliff with a serious expression.

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