The Heavenly Demon Cult’s Strongest Maid - Chapter 79
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Chapter 79
Bang!
A thick cloud of dust rose with an explosive sound from where Eok I-geon had been standing.
Eok I-geon, who had shot high into the sky, burst his energy in mid-air and used it as a springboard to change direction at a right angle, then dropped right in front of Hyeok Ri-cheon.
‘Wow!’
How could he move like that?
For a moment, I thought I was watching a superhero movie.
“Are you Hyeok Ri-cheon?”
“Gack!”
Before the question was even finished, Eok I-geon roughly grabbed Hyeok Ri-cheon by the throat.
If you’re not going to listen to the answer, why bother asking?
He found him well enough, but what would he have done if it wasn’t him?
‘But that bastard Hyeok Ri-cheon was someone I wanted to deal with myself, and now he’s been taken away.’
It was true that I felt disappointed, but since things had turned out this way, I hoped he would thoroughly crush him.
I might as well think of it as getting something done without lifting a finger.
When you think about it, Eok I-geon is better at beating people up than I am, right?
There are times when I actually like Eok I-geon’s true nature.
What a thing to witness in my lifetime.
‘Huh, what am I saying?’
What’s there to like about it!
Have I actually grown fond of this psychopath?
I shook my head to pull myself together.
Even so, my gaze was still fixed on Eok I-geon.
“Hik, hiik!”
Hyeok Ri-cheon, whose breath was cut off by the grip on his throat, struggled desperately.
However, no matter how much strength he put in, escaping seemed to be no easy task.
Then, as if he had decided on something, he grabbed Eok I-geon’s arm with both hands.
He then bounced his waist to lift his body and pushed hard against Eok I-geon’s chest with both feet.
Thud!
A heavy impact sound echoed.
‘Oh, as expected of Eok I-geon!’
In the end, it was just a move that made a lot of noise.
Before anyone knew it, both of Hyeok Ri-cheon’s ankles were caught in Eok I-geon’s grasp. His throat had already been released.
“Huh? Huh-huh! Aaaaah!”
Head down, legs up.
As his body was completely flipped, Hyeok Ri-cheon let out a scream.
Eok I-geon slammed Hyeok Ri-cheon to the ground as if he were playing with a game piece.
“Kup!”
Hyeok Ri-cheon’s body trembled after his face collided with the ground.
Eok I-geon indifferently grabbed his ankles and pulled again.
I didn’t need to see what came next to know.
He would probably tear off his legs first, then rip out his arms next.
Only after that might he bother with something called questioning.
There was always a reason behind Eok I-geon’s actions. The problem was that it was always very trivial and nonsensical.
‘Ugh!’
I ended up imagining it.
Even in Sichuan, I saw heads exploding and couldn’t eat properly for a while.
Now that I had finally gotten better, I didn’t want to witness something cruel again.
Should I close my eyes for a moment? Or should I hide behind Grandmother’s back?
‘But is Grandmother okay?’
Just as I was lost in my own private worries.
“…!”
My eyes met directly with Eok I-geon, who was about to tear Hyeok Ri-cheon’s legs.
You’re punishing a bad guy, so why are you suddenly looking at me?
I instinctively shrank back under Eok I-geon’s incomprehensible gaze.
Having seen him frequently lately, I knew that look in his eyes could only be seen when he was extremely angry.
Though I was somewhat scared, I suppressed it by swallowing hard.
Eok I-geon, who had been watching me, nodded his head.
‘Huh?’
It seemed Eok I-geon had changed his mind. He dropped Hyeok Ri-cheon as if throwing away trash.
What?
Why is he acting like that?
Just as I was puzzled by this un-psychopath-like behavior, Eok I-geon kicked Hyeok Ri-cheon’s body away with his foot.
That’s more like it.
There’s no way he’d just let him go.
Thump!
Hyeok Ri-cheon’s body, which had hit the wall, fell face-first to the ground due to gravity. Eok I-geon threw a punch in sync with this.
Swoosh!
Energy shot out from his fist.
Now that body will be shattered to pieces.
Everything was karmic retribution, but it was also true that I felt somewhat pitiful.
Why did he have to run into Eok I-geon of all people?
…Huh?
What’s that now?
Normal energy would explode upon impact.
But Eok I-geon’s fist energy was somewhat peculiar.
This was because the energy was seeping into Hyeok Ri-cheon’s body as soon as it touched him.
Ooh, how exactly does he do that?
Of course, my curiosity didn’t last long.
“Aaaaaaaah!”
Hyeok Ri-cheon convulsed and let out a terrible scream.
Though not visible to the eye, sounds of something bursting and snapping could be heard continuously from inside his body.
Ah, I finally realized.
This was the Body-Shattering Fist, an application of Eok I-geon’s specialty torture technique, the Body-Shattering Meridian technique.
In short, he had ground up the inside of Hyeok Ri-cheon’s body with his own demonic energy.
“Wh-whoa….”
Who said that?
That it’s only cruel if blood splatters.
Just watching Hyeok Ri-cheon writhing in pain as he died was cruel enough.
‘Eok I-geon, I must never provoke him.’
I made that resolution once again.
“Cough!”
Finally, Hyeok Ri-cheon spat up a mouthful of blood and bid farewell to this world.
He was a bastard who deserved to die, but watching someone die right in front of me was still difficult for me.
“Are you alright?”
Having finished his business, Eok I-geon walked toward me with steady steps.
Without caring at all about how shocked the people around him were looking at him.
“Yes, Young Master. I’m fine.”
Eok I-geon looked me up and down just as Grandmother had done. If there had been even a single wound, the atmosphere suggested he would have grabbed at least one more person.
He passed by me and briefly examined Grandmother, then glanced at Tak Joong-hak before turning his attention to the courtyard.
From his expression, it seemed he was planning to beat up Hyeok Ri-cheon first and then assess the situation.
“Prince Lee, what brings you here?”
Yeo Gong, with his clearly pretentious face, stepped forward first.
He had killed Yeo-ga’s warrior immediately upon arrival without even asking for a reason. Yet Yeo Gong still bowed respectfully to Eok I-geon.
Was it because he was Cheonma’s son?
Did the Demonic Sect also operate on blood ties, regional connections, and school connections?
Wasn’t it supposed to be about the survival of the strongest?
“Yeo Ga-ju.”
Eok I-geon called out to Yeo Gong in his characteristic low tone.
That was not a good sign.
Sure enough.
“Do you want to die?”
A thick killing intent that didn’t match his quiet voice shot toward Yeo Gong.
“…!”
I was the only one not surprised by Eok I-geon’s words.
No matter how much he was Cheonma’s son, his opponent was Yeo Gong, the head of one of the Six Great Demon Clans.
He was definitely not someone Eok I-geon could treat carelessly.
“Prince Lee, your words are too harsh.”
Indeed, Yeo Gong’s eyebrows twitched like snakes. It meant he was holding back with all his might.
“You dare kidnap the First Miss and tell me my words are harsh?”
“It’s not kidnapping! We captured a spy from the Martial Arts Alliance!”
Yeo Gong shouted as if he were about to spit.
“…A spy?”
“Do you know what the identity of that woman, the First Miss’s grandmother, really is?”
Yeo Gong glared at Grandmother as if she were his mortal enemy, grinding his teeth.
But that bastard is calling her “that woman” again?
“Dang Yeong-ryeong, the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance’s Dark Affairs Unit! The younger sister of Dang Jong-ryeong, the current head of the Sichuan Dang Family!”
“So what?”
“What?”
“I’m asking what’s so important about that.”
When Eok I-geon didn’t understand, Yeo Gong and Wi-rin looked at each other as if frustrated.
“Prince Lee must be too young to know well, but Dang Yeong-ryeong deliberately joined our sect 17 years ago!”
“She deceived us by pretending the First Miss was her real granddaughter, then deliberately made her approach the Sect Leader!”
“So, to summarize what you’re all saying, my father was played by those two, is that what you mean?”
“Exactly! The Sect Leader was completely deceived!”
“He was taken advantage of while showing kindness to those vicious ones!”
“Well now, that’s quite a long way to say my father is an idiot.”
“P-Prince Lee!”
“What blasphemy toward the Sect Leader!”
Watching the flustered Yeo Gong and Wi-rin, Eok I-geon chuckled.
“You’re saying the leader of the Cheonma Sect was played by a Martial Arts Alliance spy, so how else should I express that? Tak Ga-ju.”
Eok I-geon suddenly called out to Tak Joong-hak.
“Yes, Prince Lee.”
“What do you think, Tak Ga-ju? Do you share their sentiment and stand here with them?”
“No. I positioned myself here to protect the First Miss from them.”
“I see.”
“Tak Ga-ju was backing up the spies! He’s in league with them, so don’t trust him!”
“Of course he should back them up.”
“…?”
“A grandfather can’t pretend not to know his granddaughter, can he?”
What is he saying?
At Eok I-geon’s suddenly incomprehensible statement, I whispered to Grandmother.
“Grandmother, what is he talking about? Do you understand?”
“….”
“So it’s not just me who doesn’t understand.”
Is lack of coherence trending?
Even Yeo Gong and Wi-rin seemed not to understand, not just Grandmother and me.
Then Tak Joong-hak asked Eok I-geon.
“Did you know?”
“Know what?”
“….”
“Ah, you mean that Seolha is Tak Ga-ju’s lost granddaughter?”
Huh?
Standing there dumbfounded, I doubted my ears.
I’m what, what did he say?
Tak Joong-hak’s intense gaze turned toward me.
‘Could it be that portrait…!’
I had completely forgotten about it while searching for Grandmother.
That old portrait with a woman who looked exactly like me.
I had expected my birth to be somewhat connected to the Tak family, but I never imagined such an incredible birth secret would be involved.
Tak Joong-hak being my grandfather.
Despite the absurdity, I actually liked this development.
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