The Heavenly Demon Cult’s Strongest Maid - Chapter 322

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Chapter 76

Hoot— Hoot—

The owl’s cry that echoed through the air quietly scratched at the cold night air.

West of Wuhan.

A graveyard where people’s footsteps had ceased long ago.

As if even moonlight hesitated to descend, the entire cemetery was thick with hazy fog.

Crackle. Crackle.

Through that fog, a campfire blazed like a will-o’-the-wisp.

“It feels so good to breathe outside air after so long. Don’t you think so, big brother?”

There were a total of five people gathered under the flickering firelight.

Among them, the fifth, Pae-ak-do, who sat cross-legged on a tombstone, flared his large nostrils and made sniffing sounds.

“What, do you want to keep smelling it?”

At the reply from the first, Hyeol-ak-su, who was lying on the graveyard as if it were his bed, Pae-ak-do kept sniffing and showed his regret.

“I’d like to do that, but… we’re stuck like this thanks to that damn martial arts public enemy extermination order.”

These five who were comfortably settled in the graveyard as if it were their own backyard were none other than the infamous Gangnam Seven Evils.

These siblings, consisting of five men and two women, were not blood relatives, but sworn siblings bound by evil, boasting a bond stronger than blood.

About four or five years ago, it was none other than Nok-jon who saved them when they were declared public enemies of the martial arts world by the Martial Arts Alliance, who could no longer tolerate their evil deeds.

She not only hid the Gangnam Seven Evils but also granted them whatever they desired.

Alcohol if they wanted alcohol, food if they wanted food, women if they wanted women, men if they wanted men, and even living people if they thirsted for blood.

In return, there was a condition that they had to respond whenever Nok-jon gave instructions disguised as requests for cooperation.

Of course, it wasn’t that they disliked it.

It was just that being confined to the manor for over four or five years inevitably made them feel stifled.

“I like it even now though?”

Then the second, Su-ak-gwi, who was sitting demurely on the edge of a tombstone, hummed a tune.

“Me too.”

The sixth, Eum-ak-sa, quickly chimed in as if he had been waiting.

“Don’t they bring us whatever we need just by asking? Even if it’s stifling, that place is a paradise of wine and meat, a heaven if you will, isn’t it?”

Eum-ak-sa rubbed his tongue tip with his finger and giggled.

“Besides, they occasionally let us go on night outings like this, so how could we refuse? Hahaha.”

“Brother! Is this a night outing? It’s earning our keep.”

The youngest, Mi-ak-hwa, who had been hopping around on the tombstones, grumbled as she approached.

“So you don’t like it?”

“No, it’s not that. Fifty-fifty?”

Mi-ak-hwa’s gaze, who had been shrugging her shoulders, turned toward Yang Ha-rin, who was lying collapsed next to the campfire with a gag in her mouth.

Yang Ha-rin was in a state where her internal energy was sealed and both her hands and feet were bound.

“Oh my! But you’re not trembling as much as I thought?”

Mi-ak-hwa fluttered her black skirt hem as she descended in front of Yang Ha-rin.

“Mmph mmph mmph!”

Yang Ha-rin wriggled and babbled as if she had something to say.

“I’m curious what you’re trying to say.”

Mi-ak-hwa tilted her head while gently scratching Yang Ha-rin’s cheek with her long nails.

“Mmph mmph! Mmph mmph mmph!”

“You won’t scream, right?”

Yang Ha-rin nodded quickly.

“Well, even if you scream in a graveyard, it would just sound like ghost cries anyway, right?”

Mi-ak-hwa giggled as she placed her hand on the gag.

“I hate noisy things, you know? If you scream, I’ll tear your mouth apart right away. Got it?”

She smiled brightly as she removed Yang Ha-rin’s gag.

“Whew!”

Freed from the stuffiness, Yang Ha-rin first took a deep breath.

“So? What did you want to say?”

Mi-ak-hwa crouched down in front of Yang Ha-rin and asked.

“Ah! I forgot to mention. If it’s boring, I’ll cut off one of your arms. That’s okay, right?”

“Crazy bitch!”

“Oh, I didn’t expect the first words to be a curse.”

“When my sister comes, you’re all dead!”

Even while captured, Yang Ha-rin was rather triumphant.

She had absolute faith in Seolha.

“What should I do about this. It’s not fun.”

When Mi-ak-hwa frowned as if disappointed, laughter erupted from elsewhere.

“Hohohoho!”

It was the second, Su-ak-gwi.

“Youngest, your sister found it interesting.”

“Me too.”

The fifth, Pae-ak-do, also added his opinion.

“Tch!”

Mi-ak-hwa’s nails that had been digging into Yang Ha-rin’s shoulder stopped midway.

“You think you’re alive because of our sister. Whether it’s the First Miss or Cheon-sin Bo-sal, when that bitch comes, I’ll definitely kill you.”

Mi-ak-hwa glared at Yang Ha-rin, then spun around and leaped onto a tombstone.

A moment later.

The third, Bi-gwi-ja, appeared as if dropping from the sky.

“One moment.”

“You’re here.”

The first, Hyeol-ak-su, who had been lying on the graveyard, raised his body.

“There’s no one following.”

The fourth, To-gwi-ak, stuck his face out from digging through the ground and spoke.

“Then shall we taste some rich blood after a long time? Hehehehe!”

At the appearance of their target, the Gangnam Seven Evils each licked their lips and burst into eerie laughter.

From Cheonggak Tea Room to the herbal medicine shop, then to the bookstore, and around Wuhan city once more.

It seemed they were trying to confirm whether I really came alone as written in the note, but it didn’t matter to me whether I was alone or not anyway.

Unless they were one of the Ten Martial Arts Masters, no one could defeat me now.

The opponent had only stoked my anger.

‘A graveyard?’

After going round and round, the place I arrived at was some graveyard.

Through the eerie atmosphere and thick fog, a single light flickered.

‘They’re over there.’

Swoosh!

I flew toward that place without hesitation.

“Sister!”

As soon as Yang Ha-rin saw me, she shouted.

I immediately examined Yang Ha-rin’s body first.

Although her limbs were bound, fortunately there were no major visible injuries. Her complexion was fine too, and most importantly, her expression was good.

As expected of Yang Ha-rin, she was born with guts.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes!”

I was grateful to Yang Ha-rin for answering so spiritedly even in this situation.

It was then that a woman in a black skirt appeared smoothly. She placed her hand on Yang Ha-rin’s shoulder and tilted her head at an angle.

“Hmm.”

“Who are you bastards?”

Before I knew it, six men and women had surrounded me.

Since I couldn’t sense any other presence, there were seven of them in total.

‘Not bad.’

“Maknae, introduce us.”

“Oh brother, really! Four characters are enough, what explanation is needed? You’ve heard of the Gangnam Seven Evils, right?”

Gangnam Seven Evils?

Of course I’d heard of them.

No, should I say I’d read about them?

These siblings, notorious in Gangho for their evil deeds, had extermination orders issued against them as public enemies of the martial arts world.

They were so vicious that even Sado-ryeon participated in their subjugation.

But why are you appearing already?

In the original work, you appeared much later!

Hyeolcheon-hoe used money, alcohol, women, and all sorts of things to employ villains like disposable items.

Bastards like the Gangnam Seven Evils only realized this when they were about to die.

“You’re the bitch he cherishes, right?”

The youngest-looking face among the seven, with fingernails sharp as daggers – this was definitely Mi Ak-hwa, the maknae of the Gangnam Seven Evils.

She grabbed Yang Ha-rin’s throat with one hand.

“What expression will you make when your precious bitch’s throat gets torn right before your eyes? I’m suddenly really curious.”

Mi Ak-hwa’s fingernails slowly dug into Yang Ha-rin’s throat.

“Brothers! Block her for a moment. I really want to see that bitch’s expression.”

“If maknae wants to see it, then she should. Hehe.”

“Gasp!”

A thin stream of blood flowed down Yang Ha-rin’s neckline.

Her body flinched from the pain, but there was no sign of fear.

Yang Ha-rin was still filled with faith that I would save her.

Right. I can’t betray that faith.

Just as I was gathering my internal energy to explosively leap forward.

Thunk!

A chilling sound of flesh being pierced erupted from Mi Ak-hwa’s chest.

“Guh…”

Mahu let out a long groan with her mouth open.

She looked down at her chest with bewildered eyes.

A sharp blade protruded through her blood-stained clothes.

‘Finally arrived.’

Swoosh!

As the sword was pulled out, her body collapsed limply to the side.

“M-maknae!”

Their belated cry was useless.

Mi Ak-hwa was already no longer of this world.

“Who is it!”

At the Gangnam Seven Evils’ shout, a man walked out through the darkness with heavy steps.

As expected, it was Eok I-geon.

Right. He’s not the type to let me go alone.

Eok I-geon, flicking the blood off his blade, looked quite angry.

“Didn’t I say she was alone?”

“She definitely was alone…”

“R-right! She really was alone! I followed and checked every step of the way!”

At the First Hyeol Ak-su’s question, Bi-gwi-ja and To-gwi-ak jumped up in protest.

Regardless, Eok I-geon didn’t stop walking.

“How dare you!”

Tremendous demonic energy exploded from Eok I-geon.

“Interrupt my precious evening?”

Six streams of ferocious demonic energy flew toward the Gangnam Seven Evils.

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