The Heavenly Demon Cult’s Strongest Maid - Chapter 279

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Chapter 33

“Little boy.”

“What?”

“You stay here. Inside might be dangerous.”

I stopped in front of the gambling hall and spoke to Muk-mul. The kid looked up at me as if I was being ridiculous.

“You’re stating the obvious, aren’t you? Why would I follow you in there?”

Ugh!

I got properly hit with that one.

‘This little rascal!’

I reached out and lightly pinched Muk-mul’s cheek.

“Ow!”

The kid squealed even though it didn’t hurt.

“Miss! Why are you doing this!”

“Because I feel like it.”

“Geez!”

Unable to bring himself to pinch me back, the little boy pouted his lips to the fullest and moved away.

“Seo-ryeon.”

“Yes, Miss.”

“Block every single door.”

“Open Door is ready.”

While Phoenix Corps had sealed off the gambling hall building itself, Open Door had blocked all the nearby passages.

There was no way I’d let Gong Ya-chi escape, but this was just in case.

“Well then, I’ll be back.”

I didn’t hesitate and went straight into the gambling hall.

‘Ugh, cigarette smell.’

The indoor space was filled with cigarette smoke as if fog had settled in.

Under the dim lighting, dice bounced, cards were thrown, and crude curses flew back and forth.

“Damn it!”

“Heh heh heh, you should have watched carefully before following.”

“One more round, just one more!”

“It’s mine, mine! I said it’s mine!”

The gambling hall scene I’d only heard about in words or seen in movies and books was quite different from my imagination.

They say gambling addiction is the most terrifying of all addictions, and everyone looked half out of their minds.

I was also surprised that there were so many people at the gambling tables from daytime.

“Miss.”

As I clicked my tongue and looked around, a servant quietly approached me.

“Over there, the one holding the liquor bottle.”

The servant whispered softly and then disappeared.

“Good, now it’s my turn!”

It was a young man in dark blue silk clothes with fierce-looking eyes.

When I enhanced my vision and observed carefully, the skin color of his left pinky finger was subtly different.

“Here I go! Let’s go!”

Gong Ya-chi jumped up and threw the dice while shouting.

“Ahhh! I got it!”

As if he’d rolled the number he wanted, he sprayed liquor in all directions and cheered.

I thought this was my chance and stealthily moved toward him.

“…!”

When I was less than half a zhang away from Gong Ya-chi.

Our eyes met momentarily as he was drinking.

Was it coincidence?

Or had he noticed something?

That brief moment felt as long as an eternity.

“Let’s go again!”

Fortunately, Gong Ya-chi only wiped the liquor from his lips and showed no particular reaction.

‘Phew.’

I felt relieved and approached him a bit more boldly.

It was then that he suddenly turned around.

‘Damn, I think I’ve been caught.’

I reflexively moved my hand to strike his pressure point.

But then.

“Where did this pretty one come from? Don’t go anywhere else, want to play with me?”

He looked over my body with bloodshot eyes and gave me a lewd smile.

On top of that, he dared to pull my arm and try to embrace me.

What’s with this bastard?

How convenient.

I smiled coldly and moved my hand to Gong Ya-chi’s neck.

“Mmph!”

With a short groan, he collapsed toward me.

The liquor bottle fell to the floor making quite a loud noise, but no one paid attention.

A basement where not a single ray of light penetrated.

In the underground prison of Open Door’s secret hideout, commonly called the doghouse, Uncle Wang examined the unconscious Gong Ya-chi with admiration.

“Ho, this human skin mask is remarkably precise.”

The human skin mask Uncle Wang had peeled off was made from actual human facial skin.

“This kind of technique isn’t something you can easily learn even if you want to.”

“Is it that amazing?”

“It’s among the top level in all of Gangho. What the hell does this guy do?”

“We’ll find out soon enough when we wake him up and ask.”

Hopefully Gong Ya-chi would cooperate obediently.

As soon as Uncle Wang nodded and stepped back, I released his pressure point.

“Mmm, mmph!”

Gong Ya-chi was tied to a chair. He instinctively writhed and let out uncomfortable groans.

Uncle Wang and I quietly waited for Gong Ya-chi to regain consciousness.

The underground prison was lit only by a few small oil lamps.

“Hup!”

Gong Ya-chi, who had been gradually adjusting to the darkness, flinched when he spotted Uncle Wang and me.

“Wh-who are you!”

He asked about our identity with a trembling voice.

Uncle Wang crouched down in front of Gong Ya-chi and asked back.

“That’s what I want to ask. Who are you?”

“I-I am called Sa Mun-geon! I don’t know why, but I think you’ve got the wrong person!”

“Isn’t Sa Mun-geon this guy?”

Uncle Wang waved the human skin mask he’d kept hidden behind him in front of Gong Ya-chi’s face.

Gong Ya-chi’s pupils shook as he hadn’t realized the mask had been removed, and his arms tied to the armrests twitched.

“P-please spare me! I don’t know anything!”

“Don’t know what…!”

Suddenly Gong Ya-chi began trembling violently.

“I don’t know anything at all!”

Screaming as if having a seizure, Gong Ya-chi was completely terrified.

“I can’t think about it! I can’t think about it! I mustn’t even think… Aaaahhh!”

Thud!

The frantic movements suddenly stopped. I had quickly pressed his pressure point before Gong Ya-chi’s prohibition could activate again.

Then I turned to Uncle Wang with a surprised expression.

“Uncle Wang, this is…”

“A prohibition. This bastard has a prohibition placed on him.”

As expected from such a smart person.

Seeing Uncle Wang immediately become serious, I inwardly cheered ‘nice!’

Tam-rang, one of the seats in charge of the Martial Arts Alliance within Hyeolcheon-hoe.

All the subordinates he used like his hands and feet were bound by prohibitions.

A sorcery that drives one to mortal terror just by thinking of him when captured by enemies.

If we can’t break the prohibition, the moment Gong Ya-chi directly mentions Hyeolcheon-hoe and Tam-rang, he’ll die instantly.

Of course, we wouldn’t even hear the first syllable of Tam-rang’s name.

‘I absolutely can’t allow that.’

“To think there’s a prohibition… I need to report to the Alliance first. There’s definitely a bigger conspiracy lurking than we thought. Now, who was the expert in this field again?”

Uncle Wang’s words quickened as his urgency grew.

“Ahem!”

I covered my mouth with my fist and coughed.

“Right, perhaps if it’s Master Cheon-gi…”

“Ahem! Ahem!”

It seemed he didn’t hear my coughing, so I coughed loudly a couple more times.

“…Niece Seolha?”

Only then did Uncle Wang look at me with puzzled eyes.

The expert is right here, where are you trying to look?

I’ve already prepared everything.

“Actually, I have a subordinate who has learned sorcery.”

“Niece Seolha! Really?”

“Of course. We’re Cheon-sin-mun after all. Though we’re a small sect, we’ve learned and mastered quite a lot.”

Uncle Wang’s expression brightened considerably.

Snap!

When I snapped my fingers, Im Cheong, who had been waiting in advance, smoothly approached.

“Oh my, what a surprise!”

Uncle Wang was startled seeing Im Cheong appear without any presence.

Since the location was a damp and dark underground, Im Cheong’s atmosphere was more eerie and ominous than usual.

“Quite an impressive entrance. Haha! But can you really break the prohibition?”

Shake shake.

“Prohibitions can only be broken by the caster.”

When Im Cheong shook her head, Uncle Wang’s face crumpled.

“Niece Seolha? Are you playing games with me right now?”

“Please hear me out to the end.”

Still as impatient as ever.

“But I can deceive it temporarily.”

“Deceive?”

“The sorcery is called the Twelve Zodiac Substitution Death Technique. It connects the zodiac animal of one’s birth year to the target’s po through a talisman. When that happens, the prohibition’s punishment transfers to the animal connected through the po.”

“So you bring an animal matching that bastard’s zodiac and use a talisman to connect the soul…”

“Not the hun. The po.”

Im Cheong spoke strictly, as if hun and po were different things.

“Right, po. Connect the po to temporarily escape the prohibition, is that it?”

“You can’t escape it. The animal takes the prohibition’s punishment instead.”

“Isn’t that the same thing?”

“Hehe.”

Im Cheong’s eyes flickered eerily.

“It’s, it’s different. My apologies.”

Uncle Wang quickly lowered his gaze and apologized at the ghost woman’s habitual eye-rolling.

This was instinctive fear regardless of power levels.

It was like being afraid of ghosts.

“When the animal dies, the sorcery automatically breaks.”

“Anyway, you can temporarily avoid the prohibition, right? That’s correct?”

When Im Cheong confirmed it, Uncle Wang was genuinely delighted.

“Wow! To think such sorcery existed. It’s divine fortune, divine fortune!”

Time would pass quickly with contacting the Martial Arts Alliance and all that.

From Uncle Wang’s perspective, Im Cheong was like a savior.

“Sorcery is truly mysterious, isn’t it? Maybe it’s because I’m ignorant about sorcery, but it seems just like Demonic Sect magic? Hahaha!”

Uncle Wang, this is indeed Main School sorcery.

Ghost woman, don’t make it obvious, okay?

I nudged Im Cheong and warned her with my eyes.

“Ehe!”

Im Cheong responded with her characteristic sound as if telling me not to worry.

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