The Heavenly Demon Cult’s Strongest Maid - Chapter 92
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Chapter 92
“Congratulations, First Miss.”
Unexpectedly, it was Cheon Hwa-yeong who rescued me from the marriage quagmire. Seeing the smile that filled her face, she seemed genuinely happy about the fact that I was Tak-ga’s granddaughter.
“Thank you.”
Since she saved me, I should help her freely enter and exit the Tak Mansion from now on.
“Grandpa, I’m going to have a chat with Miss Hwa-yeong.”
“Go ahead.”
I grabbed Cheon Hwa-yeong’s arm, who had given me a chance to escape, and moved as far away from that place as possible.
As the main character of today’s banquet, I received attention wherever I went, but at least no one brought up marriage talk to me.
“It was difficult, wasn’t it?”
“…You noticed?”
Nod.
Cheon Hwa-yeong, who had been silently dragged along by me, looked at me with an expression of shared suffering.
“I’m having a hard time too.”
Ah, we’re the same age.
I first caught my breath while looking around.
‘He’s not visible.’
I was worried about what would happen if Eok I-geon followed, but fortunately he didn’t. His atmosphere was so murderous that my legs trembled terribly.
‘But why am I so scared when I haven’t even done anything wrong?’
This was all because I knew the original story.
‘Still, things have been quite stable lately.’
As long as he didn’t glare menacingly, spending time with Eok I-geon had reached a tolerable level.
Even during training together, I received a lot of help, so I was developing rapidly without any difficulties.
Honestly, if I didn’t know the future, I might have thought it would be fine to continue like this with Eok I-geon.
‘They say knowledge is a curse.’
Of all the many novels out there, why did I have to be possessed into a novel with a psychopath as the protagonist?
My life really isn’t easy.
“Brother!”
“Hwa-yeong!”
While I was lost in regret, the Cheon family siblings reunited.
When Cheon Hwa-yeong waved and called to her brother, Cheon-gang approached with a smile. Seo-ryeon was also with him.
“Miss Seolha!”
Seo-ryeon, who spotted me, ran over happily.
“Seo-ryeon, I told you to rest for a few days, so why are you here?”
The banquet was scheduled to be held over three days.
Since I would have to show my face throughout the entire banquet anyway, I planned to stay at the Tak Mansion during that time.
So I gave Seo-ryeon a vacation, but instead of going home, she was with Cheon-gang.
‘Huh? With Cheon-gang…?’
Could this be a signal?
Energy suddenly returned to my exhausted body.
I had secretly resolved to bring those two together no matter what before escaping from the Demonic Sect.
If things are like this now, maybe I don’t need to make an effort?
‘That would be totally nice.’
“Still, I’m your bodyguard, Miss Seolha, so I can’t do that. I’ve also decided to stay at the Tak Mansion for a few days. Thanks to Master Tak’s gracious accommodation.”
“I appreciate the sentiment, but why don’t you take this opportunity to visit your hometown?”
“I already went last month.”
“…You did?”
“Yes.”
It was truly an answer befitting Seo-ryeon’s ironclad defense.
“By the way, you look truly beautiful today. I might not recognize you if I saw you outside.”
“Right? Doesn’t the First Miss look really pretty today? Even I, as a woman, am smitten!”
When Hwa-yeong’s excitement was added to Seo-ryeon’s praise, I felt quite good.
On the other hand, Cheon-gang was gradually turning pale.
“Hwa-yeong!”
“What! Are you going to lecture me again about improper behavior?”
“The First Miss is also here…”
“I’ve decided to be friends with the First Miss, you know? So could you please step aside, brother?”
Isn’t that right, First Miss?
“Puhup!”
I burst into laughter at Cheon Hwa-yeong’s action of defiantly lifting her chin.
Her mischievous face was cute, but I wondered how he had endured this personality until now.
Most of all, it was fun to see Cheon-gang flustered.
It was quite a rare scene for me.
“What’s so amusing that you’re laughing?”
“Brother Seung-myeong!”
As soon as Cheon Hwa-yeong saw Tak Seung-myeong, she ran over and stuck to his side.
As if asking him to protect her from her own brother.
Tak Seung-myeong patted Cheon Hwa-yeong’s head as if he was used to it.
‘Oho!’
I’m sensing something slightly suspicious here?
This was a completely unexpected development, but I was in favor of this combination for now.
Both were likeable types, so there was nothing bad about it from a spectator’s perspective.
‘This makes me feel like some kind of couple manager.’
What am I doing when I’m single and have never even been on a blind date?
My own nose is three feet long, so who am I worrying about?
An arranged marriage in my lifetime – does this even make sense?
Given Grandpa Tak’s personality, he wouldn’t force something I dislike, but when such a proposal comes, I need to have a proper reason for refusal.
To avoid acting like a fool when the time comes, I need to prepare in advance.
I was so happy to receive the Tak surname, but I’ve encountered a very strong obstacle.
“So you were all here!”
It was while I was having a pleasant conversation with my newly joined sixth cousin brother.
‘You again?’
Eok Hwi-gyeom appeared with an eye-smile.
He had two tails attached to his side. Embarrassingly, they were Sim Yong and Pyo Moon-gwang, who had been mentioned as my groom candidates.
Judging by their expressions, they didn’t seem happy to be following along. They probably came along because they couldn’t refuse the Cheonma’s son.
“Sister! This younger brother is truly hurt!”
What makes you so constantly hurt whenever you see me?
Since he does this every time we meet, I was now curious about his repertoire.
Let me hear what it’s about today.
“Were you all gathered here excluding only me? This younger brother nearly broke his neck waiting for you since morning.”
That was it?
What was I expecting?
Instead of wasting time on such pointless concerns, I wanted to snap at him to go wash his feet and sleep, but I held back and smiled brightly.
“You’re here?”
Since I had already exchanged greetings with Sim Yong and Pyo Moon-gwang, I just gave them a slight bow.
“How are you feeling, sister?”
“Feeling?”
Why are you suddenly asking about my feelings?
“I mean how it feels to be elevated as the best bride candidate in the Headquarters. On my way here, that’s all people were talking about.”
This is for real!
You came here wanting to mess with me, didn’t you?
I seriously wanted to punch Eok Hwi-gyeom for dragging the topic I’d been avoiding back to the surface.
“Now that I look at it, there are three candidates here for our sister’s husband? Wahaha!”
Eok Hwi-gyeom pointed at Sim Yong, Pyo Moon-gwang, and Cheon-gang in turn while laughing loudly.
This bastard really can’t read the room.
Do you realize you’re the only one laughing right now?
Not just me, but the three he’d pointed out were clearly flustered too.
When you get tangled up like this, even a fun gathering becomes awkward in an instant.
That’s exactly what I wanted to avoid most, but Eok Hwi-gyeom was ruining it.
“Gyeom?”
I barely managed to suppress my trembling lips into a smile as I whispered low.
“Stop that talk.”
If you have any sense at all, you should see everyone’s uncomfortable. Right? So please shut that mouth of yours?
I conveyed more with my eyes than with words.
If you go any further than this.
Then I’ll really show you rock bottom.
“Our sister’s embarrassed? Hey, don’t be like that and pick which of the three is better! Who’s going to be my brother-in-law? Huh?”
This bastard, I told you to stop!
Don’t you have any boundaries?
My resentment toward Eok Hwi-gyeom blew away my rationality.
Without realizing it, I concentrated my inner power in my right hand and swung it at him.
Thwack!
…Huh?
My hand that was meant to strike Eok Hwi-gyeom cut through empty air.
But why is he flying away like that?
My confusion didn’t last long.
“Seolha is not of age to marry.”
Eok I-geon’s heavy voice pierced my eardrums.
“When there’s not even enough time to master Mahu’s martial arts, marriage! Does the son of Cheonma not know even this much and run his mouth so carelessly?”
Oh, that was a plausible excuse.
Right, I’m going to master Mahu’s martial arts.
So I can freely travel this Martial Arts World!
“Seolha, you answer.”
What? Answer what?
Suddenly Eok I-geon’s sharp words turned toward me.
“Do you intend to marry?”
“N-no!”
I jumped up as I answered.
“I made a promise with Sifu to devote myself to martial arts training. I have no time to waste elsewhere.”
“If that is your will, I understand. I won’t scold you further.”
Ah, was I being scolded?
But I wasn’t scared at all. Hehe.
Compared to his glaring from earlier, this was nothing.
Moreover, thanks to Eok I-geon, didn’t I get a good excuse?
“Thank you for enlightening me.”
I gave a formal bow and walked over to Eok Hwi-gyeom who was still lying there.
With so many eyes watching, I couldn’t just pretend not to notice.
“Gyeom, are you okay?”
“…Yes.”
Eok Hwi-gyeom grabbed my hand and slowly got up. One side of his cheek was swollen like a mammoth bun.
“This sister will apply medicine for you, so follow me.”
I barely held back the laughter threatening to burst out as I took Eok Hwi-gyeom and moved away.
Behind us, I could hear talk about seeing Eok I-geon again, and how there wouldn’t be any wedding ceremonies at Tak Mansion for a while.
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