The Heavenly Demon Cult’s Strongest Maid - Chapter 238
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Chapter 238
Hyuun-jae.
King Dang Cheol-u raised the corners of his eyes as he glanced up at the nameplate of Gong Pae-cheon’s residence.
Beside him, Ho Jeon No Yeom-baek nodded his head in admiration.
“A place where clouds rest! How scholarly and elegant! I should ask him to name one of my mountain villas later!”
“Please, let’s go inside.”
Unlike No Yeom-baek, Tak Joong-hak gently pushed the back of Dang Cheol-woo, who was only frowning.
“We’ve come this far, so how can we turn back now?”
When No Yeom-baek also chimed in, the Dark King reluctantly stepped forward as if he had no choice.
“Have you arrived?”
As soon as the gate opened, Gong Pae-cheon greeted them politely.
“Hehe, were you waiting for us in front of here?”
“Yes.”
“How did you know when we would come?”
“This fellow, really! They say when a wife is pretty, you bow even to her family’s fence posts, so you were waiting indefinitely until we came! Hahaha!”
No Yeom-baek burst into knowing laughter.
“What family fence posts!”
As if it was preposterous, Dang Cheol-woo coughed and glanced coldly at Gong Pae-cheon.
Even seeing such behavior from Dang Cheol-woo, Gong Pae-cheon didn’t show any displeasure and smiled as he guided them.
“Oh my. Why did you prepare so much?”
Seeing the drinking table set so lavishly it could break the table legs, No Yeom-baek smiled with satisfaction.
“At least soften your expression considering his sincerity.”
Tak Joong-hak knew well what kind of heart Gong Pae-cheon had in preparing today’s gathering.
He pulled Dang Cheol-woo’s collar and sat down together.
“Allow me to offer you a drink.”
Gong Pae-cheon rose from his chair and respectfully poured drinks in order for the Dark King, Ho Jeon, and Tak Joong-hak.
“Is there anything uncomfortable about staying at our headquarters?”
Gong Pae-cheon asked Dang Cheol-woo, but received no response.
At this, No Yeom-baek was bringing food to his mouth but put it down again with an “Ugh!”
“Thanks to you, I’m resting comfortably. After staying a few days, this place is also where people live.”
So Gong Pae-cheon wouldn’t feel embarrassed, No Yeom-baek conversed with him instead.
“Places where people live are similar anywhere.”
With Tak Joong-hak joining in, various small conversations naturally flowed.
Only Dang Cheol-woo didn’t join the conversation and kept drinking alcohol.
Even so, his occasional glances toward Gong Pae-cheon were not particularly kind.
“Elder, please accept a drink.”
Nevertheless, Gong Pae-cheon was steadfast.
He smiled good-naturedly and diligently poured alcohol into Dang Cheol-woo’s cup.
How could he lack awareness?
He just knew that loving a woman from the Jeongpa was his sin.
But he had no intention of just appeasing moods and ending it there.
Now that Dang Cheol-woo had come to headquarters was Gong Pae-cheon’s opportunity.
Even if he had to prostrate himself, he was determined to obtain permission for marriage.
“I’ve prepared small gifts for the two of you visiting the Shin Sect for the first time.”
“Oh, gifts?”
No Yeom-baek put down his drink and smiled broadly.
He couldn’t give only to the Dark King so he surely prepared one for himself too, but even that was fine with him.
When Gong Pae-cheon gave a signal, two maids brought a large wooden box and placed it in front of No Yeom-baek.
“I heard you gave up your sword for Lady Dang. So I prepared this.”
When Gong Pae-cheon finished speaking, the maid opened the wooden box.
“A sword?”
Inside was a great sword suitable for No Yeom-baek’s large frame.
Even Dang Cheol-woo, who had been sitting sullenly, seemed curious and glanced at the great sword.
“It’s already gracious to reach paradise through another’s prayers, but the prayer is too sincere?”
“Not at all. Aren’t you Seolha’s dear grandfather?”
He didn’t mention Dang Yeong-ryeong out of consideration for Dang Cheol-woo, but No Yeom-baek understood what Gong Pae-cheon was trying to say.
“I will take good care of her like my own granddaughter.”
“This feast table wasn’t entirely someone else’s after all.”
When No Yeom-baek picked up the wine bottle, Gong Pae-cheon quickly offered his empty cup.
“Please take good care of our Seolha.”
“Yes.”
“Though it may be difficult, please visit my mountain villa sometime.”
“I’ll make time for all of us to visit you.”
“I’m grateful even for the words.”
A smile never left No Yeom-baek’s lips as he poured alcohol into Gong Pae-cheon’s cup.
Next was Dang Cheol-woo’s turn.
“This is for Elder Dark King.”
Gong Pae-cheon personally opened the small wooden box the maid brought in front of him.
A pungent fragrance immediately stung their nostrils.
Inside the moss-lined wooden box, a root plant was neatly placed.
“…What is this?”
The Dark King’s eyes widened.
“What is it? An herb? A spiritual medicine?”
No Yeom-baek examined the plant from various angles out of curiosity.
“Hm?”
“What’s wrong?”
Tak Joong-hak asked No Yeom-baek, who was tilting his head.
“Living in my mountain, I’ve had quite a connection with herbs. But this one is reddish in color and the fragrance is strange…”
“It’s a poisonous plant.”
Dang Cheol-woo, who had been keeping his mouth shut, seemed frustrated and bluntly spoke.
“Ah, I see. So that’s what poisonous plants smell like! More than a few have died from eating poison plants in my mountain villa.”
No Yeom-baek frowned as if he was sick of poisonous plants.
“It must be quite precious. Seeing that mouth of yours open.”
Tak Joong-hak looked back and forth between Gong Pae-cheon and Dang Cheol-woo and chuckled.
Both Gong Pae-cheon who prepared the poisonous plant, and Dang Cheol-woo who reacted to seeing it.
He was barely holding back laughter at how consistent they both were.
“This root poison plant is called Death Severing Pulse because if consumed incorrectly, it dries up all the body’s vital energy and leads to death.”
It was a poisonous plant so difficult to obtain that even the Dang Family only had one or two roots.
At Dang Cheol-woo’s explanation, a triumphant smile bloomed on Gong Pae-cheon’s face.
‘What? Does he think he can buy my heart with just this?’
Dang Cheol-woo’s eyebrows twitched.
He covered the lid and pushed it forward.
“What do you take me for! With such a shallow gift…”
Thud!
Just as Dang Cheol-woo’s scolding was about to continue, Gong Pae-cheon quickly placed another wooden box in front of him.
“What are you doing…!”
The wooden box was opened wide by Gong Pae-cheon.
And the moment he saw the poisonous plant inside, Dang Cheol-woo was at a loss for words.
This was also a rare poisonous plant.
“Ahem!”
But it was a futile attempt against the Dark King.
His eyes only grew fiercer.
“How disappointing! How dare you try to sway a person’s heart with such trivial material things…”
Thud!
As if waiting for this moment, another wooden box was placed beside it.
“Huh!”
This time, even the Dark King was quite surprised.
“Th-this is…”
He stammered, unable to take his eyes off what was inside the box.
“It’s Soul-Lost Grass, Elder.”
Gong Pae-cheon’s voice carried conviction.
He had been confident that Dang Cheol-woo would covet the Soul-Lost Grass.
“This precious…!”
Dang Cheol-woo, who had unconsciously reached toward the box, flinched.
It was a poisonous herb he had searched for his entire life but never obtained.
Though momentarily captivated, he barely managed to grasp the thread of reason.
It would be a lie to say there was no internal conflict.
However, Dang Cheol-woo ultimately squeezed his eyes shut and pushed the box away.
“Still no! Nothing in this world is more precious than my daughter!”
He shouted while striking the table with excessive force.
Even then, as his eyes kept trying to drift toward the poisonous herb, he turned his body to sit sideways.
“Tsk, tsk.”
Tak Joong-hak shook his head disapprovingly.
It seemed like no ordinary poisonous herb, but he hadn’t expected such stubborn resistance.
Noe Yeom-baek also looked at Gong Pae-cheon with pity.
However, Gong Pae-cheon still had one more card to play.
“Elder!”
He moved to position himself in front of the Dark King.
In his hands, he now held a flower pot.
“It’s Blood Flower Orchid.”
“Bl-Blood Flower Orchid?”
Dang Cheol-woo’s hands trembled as he received the pot.
“It’s a living flower.”
“H-how did you get this…”
The Blood Flower Orchid, said to bloom once every thousand years, was not only precious in itself but also so sensitive to its environment that cultivation was impossible.
Being such a rare poisonous herb, even the Dang Family, which specialized in poisonous plants, had only managed to obtain one dried root of Blood Flower Orchid after over a hundred years of painstaking effort—a living flower was beyond their wildest dreams.
Faced with this poisonous herb of poisonous herbs that he had only dreamed of, Dang Cheol-woo’s firm resolve crumbled completely.
It was too magnificent a gift to refuse.
“I wish to marry Lady Dang!”
Gong Pae-cheon didn’t miss this opportunity and boldly asked for permission.
“My! As expected of the Demonic Sect’s Chief Military Strategist—what thorough preparation!”
‘That thing is…!’
Unlike Noe Yeom-baek who was clapping beside him, Tak Joong-hak couldn’t hide his bewilderment.
Though he was ignorant about poisonous herbs, he knew about the Blood Flower Orchid.
He knew where it came from and whose it was.
‘Did he get permission for this?’
Just as Tak Joong-hak was showing an anxious expression.
Crash!
The tightly closed door of the pavilion burst open as if it would break.
“Gong Pae-cheon!”
The one entering was Pyo Jin-yang of the Demonic Sect.
Gone was his usual composed demeanor as he screamed Gong Pae-cheon’s name and rushed forward.
“Father-in-law.”
Gong Pae-cheon hurriedly placed the Blood Flower Orchid pot into Dang Cheol-woo’s arms.
“Please step back for now!”
“Uh, huh?”
“Your son-in-law will handle the rest!”
Gong Pae-cheon turned toward Pyo Jin-yang with eyes filled with determination.
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