The Survival Story Of A Fallen Lady - Chapter 75

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The Survival of a Fallen Young Woman — Episode 75
“……I’m sorry.”
The apology slipped from her lips, barely a whisper.
“Khekhekh…….”
A grotesque laugh echoed again.
“How wasteful.”
In the same breath, the pale form dissolved back into the wind.
Seo Heon raised his sword at once.
But Museong Gwi’s shape vanished in an instant.
Only silence remained on the Prairie.
Everyone gripped their blades again.
【There.】
Pung Roe spoke low.
So Ah spun around sharply.
‘You can see it?’
【I can’t see it. But the scent moves. Yokai blood.】
Pung Roe fixed his gaze on one side of the Prairie.
So Ah’s eyes narrowed.
Invisible.
Yet present.
So Ah bent low and swept her hand across the ground.
A handful of dry earth gathered in her palm.
Then, with a sharp motion, she cast it hard in the direction Pung Roe indicated.
Dust scattered into the open air.
Among the swirling wind, one section of empty space split in an eerie way.
‘There.’
Seo Heon caught that alien distortion as well.
So Ah quickly wrote characters on the earth.
[Make the horses run.]
Seo Heon’s eyes traced across the parched Prairie as he read her words.
【She means to kick up dust clouds with the horses?】
He grasped her intent at once.
【Understood.】
Seo Heon raised his hand immediately.
He unclenched his fist and flicked his fingers.
Cavalry Dispersal.
The Seonwidae members understood at once.
The cavalry split left and right.
So Ah tapped the base of Pung Roe’s neck.
‘Pung Roe.’
【I know!】
Pung Roe lifted his front hooves high, eager.
【All of you — run! Turn this ground over! Let’s show them who we are!】
At Pung Roe’s cry, the aggressive horses of Yardal surged forward.
The horses split east and west, galloping in a circle.
Hooves trampled the parched Prairie.
Yet the Prairie remained eerily silent.
Then, in an instant, thick dust engulfed the entire Prairie.
And then.
‘There it is.’
In the midst of empty air.
A strange outline emerged.
A form as subtle as the grain of wind, yet vivid.
In that moment, Seo Heon pushed off the ground.
A snowy Five-Petal Lotus bloomed across the back of his hand.
From its tip, a white flash of light cut a long path through the dust.
“Ahhhhh-!”
Crimson blood sprayed into the void, and Museong Gwi materialized, writhing in agony.
Blood and dust clung to the pale form of Museong Gwi.
“You wretched insects……!”
Dozens of voices layered into a single cacophony.
So Ah did not look away from the nape of Museong Gwi’s neck.
[Yokai Essence resides in the Voice Sac attached to the nape.]
Records she had seen before the return.
Each time Museong Gwi’s voice rang out, the red Voice Sac at its neck trembled, swelling gradually.
The thick blood vessels connected to it writhed like living serpents.
“Wang Ya!”
So Ah called out to Seo Heon.
But it was a cry without sound.
Then.
“Tarchik.”
A strange woman’s voice cut through the air.
In that instant, Tarchik’s face went rigid.
“Where did you go, leaving me behind?”
His hand wavered, nearly dropping the Curved Sword.
Moments later, a child’s voice echoed from another direction.
“Father—!”
One of the Yardal warriors’ eyes snapped wide.
The man, his lips trembling, stepped forward as though entranced.
Tarchik seized his shoulder roughly, holding him back.
The voices Museong Gwi had devoured.
Perhaps the lives it had consumed.
From all around, the voices of the dead began to pour forth.
So Ah watched the Voice Sac that held those sounds heave and undulate violently.
‘I must strike there.’
So Ah reached out toward Seo Heon.
When he turned to look at her while holding his sword, So Ah pointed beneath her own neck.
Seo Heon’s gaze fixed on Museong Gwi’s Voice Sac.
【You mean to target that place?】
So Ah nodded with all her strength.
It was in that very moment.
“So Ah.”
So Ah’s entire body froze.
Her gaze, which had been fixed on Seo Heon, turned toward Museong Gwi from which the voice emanated.
“Our little one.”
Her breath caught.
The tips of her fingers turned cold.
“Mother……?”
Her lips moved without her knowing.
How.
How could Museong Gwi possess this voice…….
‘Surely not…….’
One step—So Ah’s feet moved forward without thought.
In that instant, a black sleeve swept before her eyes.
【Jin Jae-in.】
A low, measured voice.
Seo Heon, standing before her to block her view, fixed his gaze on Museong Gwi.
【Hear only my voice now.】
Seo Heon raised the point of his sword.
Only then did So Ah’s trembling pupils regain their steady light.
“Yes, Wang Ya.”
So Ah gave an answer no one could hear.
Yet Seo Heon nodded sharply, as though he had heard it perfectly.
【I will now target the Voice Sac.】
Seo Heon spoke while holding his sword, staring at Museong Gwi through the dust.
Beyond the circle.
He meant to advance and face the Yo Gwe directly.
【But the more I do so, the more the creature will rage.】
And so what was needed now was the strength of the Seonwidae Members.
【You will remain here and convey my intention to Mu Jin.】
A place without sound.
Yet the only sound she could hear.
So Ah nodded.
One more thing.
At Seo Heon’s words, So Ah lifted her head.
Don’t think of rushing in recklessly like before. Stay at Mu Jin’s side.
He pressed his hand gently against her hair once, then turned to leave.
I trust you.
With that, Seo Heon turned his body away.
Silver-white Sword Qi blazed along the blade of his sword.
With a sharp impact, his foot drove into the ground.
Dust erupted silently, and Seo Heon’s body shot lightly toward Museong Gwi.
The monster’s Voice Sac swelled at the sight of him.
“I’ll kill you!”
At the same moment, a cutting wind lashed from all directions.
Dust raised by the beasts spread like a massive sandstorm, sweeping across the Prairie.
The formless tempest surged past Seo Heon and rolled toward the formation.
Then.
Hold the line. Left flank three, forward.
Seo Heon’s voice rang in So Ah’s ears.
So Ah immediately relayed hand signals to Mu Jin.
The Seonwidae moved like flowing water at the signal, and lotus petals bloomed across the backs of the members’ hands as they advanced to the front.
White Sword Qi flowed seamlessly, forming a massive wall that wrapped around the formation.
A deep resonance hummed forth.
The sharp tempest crashed down upon it.
So Ah had to bury her face in her sleeve against the sweeping dust.
Silent vibrations shook her skin.
The Seonwidae members’ feet dragged long furrows in the earth.
Yet none of them broke from the formation.
We held.
The petals that had bloomed in the Training Grounds.
They were holding back the Yo Gwe.
And beyond the haze, a white trajectory moved without ceasing.
Right flank two, cut off the north.
A voice called out through the cascading sandstorm.
At So Ah’s signal, Mu Jin received his orders.
Just as Museong Gwi tried to flee backward, fleeing Seo Heon’s relentless assault.
A Seonwidae member blocked its path.
A flash of silver.
“Damn it! When did humans…!”
Mu Jin. Its right leg.
At So Ah’s command, Mu Jin did not hesitate for an instant.
Four luminous petals bloomed across his palm.
A sharp whistle of steel.
While Seo Heon drew the monster’s attention.
Mu Jin’s blade cut deep through Museong Gwi’s right leg, slicing through it like silk.
The monster’s massive body tilted to one side.
And in that opening.
End it.
Seo Heon’s sword drove home.
Pure white light pierced the crimson Voice Sac.
In that instant, Museong Gwi’s eyes went wide.
“If I’d only eaten that woman…!”
The monster’s dilated pupils fixed on the formation within.
But then.
A deafening explosion tore through the world.
A sound that shattered the eardrums rolled across the Prairie.
Hoofbeats, the wail of a child, the howl of a wolf.
All the sounds that had been swallowed mixed together.
A strangled cry.
So Ah covered her ears and shrank into herself.
And at last, the traces of Museong Gwi blackened and withered, crumbling to dust on the wind.
Silence after the roar.
So Ah slowly lowered the hands that had been pressed against her ears.
In a quiet so suffocating it seemed to steal breath.
A rustling sound—grass bending in the breeze.
“Ha…….”
Someone exhaling.
【You did it, humans!】
The hoofbeats of Pung Roe bounding about excitedly.
“Sound has returned…….”
Tarchik stood dazed in the Prairie, muttering to himself.
“Sound is back!”
Then cheers erupted from the Yardal warriors.
“Uaaaaaah!”
Cries and laughter tangled together, echoing across the Prairie.
So Ah listened to it all and slowly turned to look at Seo Heon.
He was already looking at her.
And.
【Are you hurt?】
He asked quietly.

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