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Chapter 308
The Baengri Clan’s Unwanted Granddaughter
Side Story Chapter 2
From the moment I saw the ambushers, I knew there was a secret behind it all. I also knew they’d play dumb when I asked them about it. With most of their guards down, the merchant group would need our help until they reached the next village. We could help, but I didn’t want to when we knew nothing about the situation.
Did he say Mooyang Security Service?
For some reason, it sounded familiar. As I tried to recall where I had heard that name, I stopped and asked, “Are you the Mooyang Security Service in Cheonjoo?”
W̄е b̃nо vе l Е̌ ǹum̆ â
“Yes, that is correct. Do you know us?”
Wang Jango looked pleased to find someone who knew about them outside of town. When I didn’t respond, Wang Jango smiled awkwardly, and Namgoong Ryuchung looked at me curiously.
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Oh, no. Of all the countless Security Services in this world, it had to be this one.
When we reached the first carriage, a young man came limping toward us from the other side of the carriage. He was a good-looking young man in his early twenties. Wang Jango quickly went to the young man and helped him. Blood was seeping out of the bandage tightly wrapped around the young man’s thigh.
“I am Hak Jinpyeong, the head of the guards for this expedition. My father, Hak Daepoong, heads the Mooyang Security Service. I would have greeted you immediately, but as you can see, my leg is injured. Thank you both for your help.”
One could never tell how fate would turn out.
Ёn̄um a_. іd̆_
* * *
As expected, Hak Jinpyeong asked us to escort them until they reached the next province. Luckily, there weren’t any additional ambushes from when we regrouped to when we arrived in the province. The Mooyang Security Service folks booked an inn while looking like the remnants of defeat, while Hak Jinpyeong booked me and Namgoong Ryuchung an even better room.
At some point, I came slightly back to my senses.
“Are you up?”
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I heard Namgoong Ryuchung’s voice from above my head.
“Yeah. When did I fall asleep?” I asked.
W̃ еb̄.ṅ ǒ v̂еl̊ En u m̆ a
“I’m not sure. You were already sleeping by the time I came.”
When I didn’t respond, Namgoong Ryuchung said, “Are you going to sleep more? You should have dinner.”
“Mmm, I…”
I mumbled as I squirmed into his arms. I felt his hand methodically brush my hair. Out there, even though he broke down like a toy might just from holding hands, Namgoong Ryuchung acted naturally in moments like these.
Just when I was about to fall into a comfortable sleep, I heard a voice.
“What are you going to do?”
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“What?”
“The bandits. Or should I say, demonic cultists?”
“Ah.”
“My rough guess is that bandits were mixed in with the demonic cultists. What do you think?”
“Yeah. Half-and-half.”
“Maybe the remnants of the demonic cult took over the local mountain fort. One of the people who ran away might have recognized us. The man shooting the iron bow definitely did.”
Еn û m̀å
Annoyed by his constant talking, I slapped down on him to tell him to stop, but my palm hurt more when it collided with his sturdy body. Frustrated, I turned over, facing away from him. Namgoong Ryuchung finally shut his mouth. But since I had already started to wake up, thoughts ran inside my mind even when I closed my eyes, and I couldn’t fall back asleep. After trying for a bit, I finally gave up and shot up.
“You’re up.”
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Namgoong Ryuchung followed suit and rose from the bed.
“You keep talking to me, so I couldn’t sleep!”
“I didn’t even talk that much.”
Hot underneath my collar, I glared as he walked away.
Wӗ b̌n̄о̀ ṽel̂ Ĕ ň ũ m̊ а́
“You know I can’t go back to sleep once my mind starts running!”
Namgoong Ryuchung headed over to the table, lifted the teapot, poured some tea, and handed it over to me as I grumbled. There was still some moisture left in his hair, indicating that he had just finished washing up. I sighed and accepted the teacup.
After we told our families that we had gotten married, we used the same room, slept in the same bed, and woke up in the same bed, but that was it. Namgoong Ryuchung’s iron rule was that he couldn’t touch me until we got approval from both of our parents and held a proper wedding ceremony. I had been baffled at first, but later I’d thought that it surely wouldn’t last for long, so I’d told him that it was fine.
But I was wrong. Namgoong Ryuchung was sincere and even tried to use separate rooms at first. Was he serious? This was unacceptable. Then what was the point of traveling as just the two of us?
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I’d casually refuted his suggestion of using separate rooms with logical reasoning. First, I’d told him that our parents wouldn’t believe us anyway if we told them that we used separate rooms—not after we’d gotten married. Second, I’d mentioned that we didn’t have money. Neither of us had expected our journey to last this long, so we hadn’t brought much money. Normally, we could have gone to a bank or a loan office that dealt with the Baengri or Namgoong clans. There, Namgoong Ryuchung could have shown his identification and gotten us money. However, we were on the run right now. Our location would be exposed if we took out the clan’s money. We couldn’t use it.
The first reason could be ignored, but even noble ideology was pointless in the face of reality—otherwise called money. Ah, also keeping in mind that I had emergency money stored in various places, so I had enough to travel for a few years without getting caught by either Grandfather or Father. However, Namgoong Ryuchung didn’t know this. We’d decided not to hide anything from each other, but it couldn’t be helped this time. I was sure he’d understand if I told him later.
Е̂ n̆ ùm̈a
Anyway, we ended up sharing one room, and I was beginning to wonder just how stubborn he would be.
And now, ugh.Forget it. What was the point of getting upset? We had plenty of time.
I gulped down all the tea in my cup. After Namgoong Ryuchung poured me two more cups, I waved my hand. I sighed deeply, looked down, and then looked at him. I was met with a pair of sunken eyes shooting straight through me. The dense gaze of passion was directed at my still-moist lips.
Unable to resist any longer, he asked quietly, “May I kiss you?”
“You don’t need to ask for permission every time.”
Even so, I knew he’d ask the next time.
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When I closed my eyes to let him, I felt his hand grab my chin. I could faintly smell the sweet aroma of tea that he’d handed over just now. This was no longer the Namgoong Ryuchung who would freeze and not know what to do. Inside that serene sensation, I couldn’t help but lean back and wrap one hand around his neck, while the other grasped the bed.
That was when Namgoong Ryuchung suddenly pulled back. It felt like someone had sprayed cold water on my dimmed senses. I was baffled but also kind of irritated at what seemed like a sick joke.
“What’s going on…”
The moment I rebuked him and grabbed the bed, I felt a sort of déjà vu. Why was this bed suddenly so low and soft? And from there, I understood when I saw how Namgoong Ryuchung had turned all red from neck to ear.
“Hmm.”
The thing I’d grabbed before wasn’t the bed. I was wondering why the bed was so hard in certain places.
É ň uṁӓ
Before he could die from holding his breath, I said to him, “Where did my shoes go?”
Namgoong Ryuchung quickly brought them to me when I bent down below the bed. When I put on my shoes and got up, I tidied up and tied my hair.
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By the time I was done, Namgoong Ryuchung had returned to his original state. He sat across the table and said nonchalantly, “A person from the Mooyang Security Service came by a while ago.”
“Why? Ah, let me guess. Did he say they wanted to treat us to dinner as a thank-you?”
He nodded.
I swept the stray strands of my hair and said, “I don’t feel like going downstairs to have dinner anymore.”
Ѐ n ũm_а̄ .ì ḋ
“Then shall we eat here?”
“Shall we?”
As I felt Namgoong Ryuchung’s hand brush away the rest of my hair, I yawned lightly and pulled over the snack bowl filled with fried peanuts from the table.
He lowered his hand and said, “Aren’t you going to help them? If the demonic cult really is after the Divine Demon’s treasure, there’s no way they’d give up already.”
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“They are persistent, after all. So yeah, most likely. But do you think we have to help with the Mooyang Security Service’s business expansion?”
“Business expansion?”
Е n ũm̂ a
“Yeah. Originally, the Mooyang Security Service wasn’t that large. The Divine Demon’s treasure isn’t a security good that they can handle.”
A security good was a term for items transported by an armed escort agency. This time, the security good for the Mooyang Security Service was the Divine Demon’s treasure.
Namgoong Ryuchung remained silent for a moment, then said, “Are you saying that the Mooyang Security Service put itself in this predicament because it’s transporting something it can’t handle?”
“I think…”
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