The Heavenly Demon Cult’s Strongest Maid - Chapter 80

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Chapter 80

“Prince Lee, what do you mean by that?”

“The First Miss is Tak Ga-ju’s granddaughter?”

At this sudden information, Yeo Gong and Wi-rin frowned. Seeing them like this, Tak Joong-hak spoke.

“I heard Wi Ga-ju went to visit the Sim family?”

“…!”

“He asked Lord Sim if the First Miss didn’t resemble my dead daughter.”

Wi-rin’s eyes trembled finely. Anyone could see he had a look of ‘oh no’ written all over him.

But his confusion was brief.

“Tak Ga-ju, you’re truly remarkable!”

Yeo Gong shouted venomously.

“To try to get out of this situation with such ridiculous lies! Do you think that can cover up the fact that the Tak family has been colluding with the Martial Arts Alliance?”

“I understand Yeo Ga-ju’s feelings of wanting to connect me with the Martial Arts Alliance somehow.”

“What, what?”

“This is why you people won’t do.”

At Tak Joong-hak’s sigh, both Yeo Gong and Wi-rin’s expressions twisted simultaneously. It was because his words stimulated their inferiority complex.

“If I had truly colluded with the Alliance, instead of doing this, I should have mobilized all my forces to capture them. Wouldn’t that be the way to serve the Main School?”

“…How dare a traitor try to teach us?”

“If you don’t know, you should learn. Being so weak-willed, how will you lead the sect in the future?”

Weak-willed, you say.

In my eyes, they seem nothing but vicious.

‘Right, Grandmother?’

When I glanced over, Grandmother smiled slightly at me.

From earlier, Shin Geum had been silently holding my hand tightly.

She seemed to have so much she wanted to say to me, but given the circumstances, she was holding back.

She probably thinks I’m extremely shocked, right?

Of course, it was true that I was surprised that Tak Joong-hak was my grandfather.

It was already amazing that I, who never even appeared as an extra in the original work, became Cheonma’s disciple, but to be the granddaughter of the Hyeon-ma Tak Family!

I wondered if there could be another character as fantastic as this anywhere else.

But that was about the extent of it.

Just because I found lost blood relatives didn’t mean I felt particularly tender or emotional.

While it was nice that someone with character like Tak Ga-ju was my grandfather, our Shin Geum was much more important to me.

After all, wasn’t I a possessor?

If it was an advantage, it was an advantage – being able to view everything from an observer’s perspective was beneficial for emotional control.

Ah, except when it came to Grandmother.

Just thinking about Namgung and Moyong who made Grandmother like this made my blood boil.

Such an intense impulse to want to kill someone was a first in my life.

“Haha, you’re overflowing with confidence. I’m deeply curious whether you can be the same in front of the Sect Leader.”

While I was busy controlling my murderous intent, Yeo Gong smiled meaningfully.

Following him with a sneer, Eok I-geon spoke sarcastically.

“Your stupidity is beyond words.”

“…Prince Lee, are you saying that to me right now?”

“Then who else would it be?”

“Prince Lee! No matter who you are, I won’t tolerate this anymore!”

Yeo Gong burst into angry shouts as if this kind of humiliation was a first for him.

Well, it was understandable that he’d be furious.

There was something about Eok I-geon’s way of speaking that could drive a person crazy.

‘I suppose his family education was….’

Moreover, what was the age difference between the two?

To Yeo Gong, Eok I-geon was almost like a youngest son.

“Would Father not know what even I know?”

“…!”

At Eok I-geon’s muttering, only then did Yeo Gong’s complexion turn pale.

That’s what I’m talking about.

Tian Shou Du Hua Dang Ying Ling.

Though she was treated like a figure from the past in the novel, her existence was almost mythical, with just a bit of exaggeration.

Born as the only daughter of Sacheon-dangmun, prestigious among prestigious families, she showed genius in both poison and hidden weapons from a young age, becoming the pride of her family.

Enthusiasts said that if she had been male, the strongest head of the Dang family in history would have been born.

After passing through childhood and becoming an adult, Dang Yeong-ryeong traveled throughout Jungwon, punishing the evildoers she encountered.

Whenever poison and hidden weapons scattered from her hands, great demon heads fell like autumn leaves in the wind.

When the Martial Arts Alliance, which had been watching Dang Yeong-ryeong’s activities, scouted her and appointed her as the head of the surveillance organization called the Secret Investigation Unit, Dang Yeong-ryeong was only twenty-three years old.

From then on, Dang Yeong-ryeong, who was called the youngest head like a nickname, took the lead in rooting out corruption within the Alliance.

Then she encountered a certain incident, and being naive compared to her abilities, she ended up in the current situation along with false accusations.

That incident from the orthodox sects 17 years ago made such a stir in Gangho that everyone in the martial arts world knew about it, regardless of orthodox or unorthodox.

The person at the center of such a great upheaval actually joined the Cheonma Sect.

But could Cheonma really not have known?

A rising expert from the Martial Arts Alliance wouldn’t have come to the Demonic Sect on her own just because she was falsely accused.

Even if not Cheonma himself, there must have been someone who served as a bridge in between.

Looking back now, I had a vague idea of who that might be.

The man who frequented Grandmother’s noodle shop quite often.

The master of Gwihongak, Gong Pae-cheon.

I don’t know what kind of story there is between him and Grandmother, but anyway, since he serves Cheonma at close quarters, reports would naturally have gone up.

‘So that’s why Cheonma said nothing even after seeing the energy contained in my body.’

For the pieces to fit together so perfectly like this.

I got goosebumps at my own deduction.

Maybe I’m pretty smart too?

“He’ll arrive soon, so it might be fine to ask directly.”

At Eok I-geon’s words, spoken as casually as someone leisurely strolling through a marketplace, Yeo Gong and Wi-rin turned deathly pale.

Could it be that Cheonma is coming here?

My question was quickly resolved.

At the sight of Cheonma crossing over Yeo-ga’s collapsed gate, everyone without exception bowed their heads to the ground.

“We greet Cheonma!”

“We greet Cheonma!”

“Rise.”

Cheonma Eok Yeo-gwang’s voice, filled with internal energy, spread in all directions.

I immediately straightened my body and looked around him.

‘As expected.’

Right next to Cheonma, I could see Gong Pae-cheon. His gaze was constantly directed toward our Grandmother.

But are my eyes strange right now?

Why does it look like his eyes contain romantic feelings?

‘That man….’

I quickly looked at Grandmother beside me.

‘That’s not it, right?’

Honestly, I wouldn’t be opposed to it, but still, it’s a bit….

Fortunately, Grandmother was looking at Cheonma, not Gong Pae-cheon.

Grandmother didn’t seem surprised at all, as if she knew Cheonma would appear.

“I came because I heard Yeo-ga’s gate was broken, but I didn’t expect there would be so many who arrived before me.”

A smile played around Cheonma’s face as he looked around the scene.

Even seeing dozens of corpses scattered on the ground, he didn’t frown once.

I suppose one must be at that level to be called Cheonma.

“It’s been a long time.”

Surprisingly, the first person Cheonma spoke to was our grandmother.

He looked directly into Shin Geum’s eyes and opened his mouth.

“How delightful to meet Cheonsu Dokhwa again, said to be the foremost among the Three Beauties of Jungwon.”

Oh right, I had forgotten.

It was written in the original work that our grandmother’s beauty was among the top three in Gangho.

To think she had been hiding this all along.

Ugh, I’m getting heated up again.

“I forgot my former appearance long ago.”

Grandmother answered, bowing only enough to not appear servile to Cheonma.

Cheonma chuckled and spoke again in a friendly manner.

“Since you’ve been discovered like this, wouldn’t it be better to return to your original form?”

“…Would that be alright?”

“Of course.”

It was right after Cheonma finished speaking.

Grandmother’s bent back slowly began to straighten, and with a cracking sound from her waist, her bones realigned.

The wrinkles on her face, filled with the passage of time, gradually tightened and transformed into smooth skin without a single line.

What was it called?

That movie that started with Benjamin.

I felt as if time was flowing backward like in that movie.

Her withered, wrinkled hands had somehow become elegant and slender. Her dark, dull skin gradually became white as jade and firm.

The common old woman disappeared, and an exquisite beauty that could be seen nowhere else was emerging.

Her faded white hair transformed strand by strand into lustrous black hair.

Grandmother’s eyes beneath her seductively curved eyebrows sparkled like obsidian.

“If only this old woman’s nose were a bit higher, my fortune would have changed!”

Shin Geum’s nose, which she always complained about, was now perfectly sculpted and prominent.

All of this change happened in just a few short breaths.

As grandmother, freed from her taboo, exhaled her last long breath and smiled brightly, radiance emanated from her.

“Wow.”

I unconsciously let out an exclamation. I almost started clapping wildly.

She truly had an insurmountable beauty.

Three Beauties of Jungwon?

No way!

This should be called the greatest beauty under heaven!

Look at that.

Everyone’s eyes are spinning.

‘Especially Uncle Gong Pae-cheon! Why are you blushing!’

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