NOVEL NEXT I Will Raise It as the Best Family in the World
Chapter 22
– You…
It was when the exhausted Woonyeong was about to put some noodles into her mouth at the inn. – Are you the one known as Flower-Faced Rakshasa in the martial world? Two presences approached closely, and one of them asked a question. Woonyeong didn’t answer. The battle was as fierce as always, and Woonyeong was hungry. Since Woonyeong stepped into Kangho to search for her family’s enemy, countless people have approached her. None of them approached with good intentions. They simply want to use Woonyeong in one way or another. ‘Well, when someone wields a sword, there’s no way there could be any good intentions.’ If ignoring them wasn’t enough, taking up the sword would solve the problem. Woonyeong preferred to go and resolve matters if something was needed personally. Thus, the nickname given to Woonyeong when she first entered the martial world was ‘Flower-Faced Rakshasa’. The term ‘Flower-Faced’ is applied to female warriors with beautiful appearance. She was also called ‘Rakshasa’, meaning ‘demon,’ because their hands were said to be poisonous. The nickname ‘Rakshasa’, meaning ‘demon,’ was often given to female martial masters with fiery tempers. Woonyeong didn’t bother introducing herself first and didn’t care what she was called. – Oh my, I’m sorry. You were just about to eat. I’ll wait. Is it alright if I sit down? Woonyeong didn’t answer. Whenever she had even a little leisure time, she needed to eat, rest, and circulate her internal energy, so she simply continued to put the noodles into her mouth quietly. Ignoring Woonyeong’s attitude, the man sat down directly across from her. – I already said earlier, didn’t I? We wouldn’t be able to communicate with her. Another man grumbled as he sat down. With his arms crossed and a sullen expression, he looked displeased. – Somyeon and stir-fried vegetables seem insufficient for a great master who has just returned from battle. Allow me to treat you. Servant, bring out a variety of meat and seafood dishes. At the mention of meat, Woonyeong looked up. The man made eye contact with Woonyeong and raised the corners of his mouth in a satisfied smile. Woonyeong thought the expression was quite annoying. Both men were exceptionally handsome. The man who spoke wore a white robe, while the grumbling man was dressed in a blue robe. The man who sat down grumbling appeared relaxed. His demeanor highlighted a freedom that only the strong could possess. He seemed stubborn, but his clear and sharp features made him look dignified. The man who was smiling had a flower-like face and exuded an intellectual aura. He resembled a typical bookworm. However, Woonyeong wasn’t deceived. Despite his soft and languid demeanor, his eyes were cold. His hands were calloused, showing the marks of a warrior hardened by years of training. The man in the white long robe opened his mouth. – Information obtained at a high cost should be used properly. It seemed they had obtained information about Woonyeong from the Lower District Sect. The Lower District Sect allowed for the filtering and selling of information to a reasonable extent. However, the actual knowledge available was likely minimal, even among the informants. They still need to make a living. Over time, she had also received plenty of free information from the Lower District Sect. – Well then, how about we talk a little while the food is being prepared? – Well, okay. Woonyeong replied willingly. – Oh my, we haven’t introduced ourselves. I am Jegal Dam from the military division of the Murim Alliance. And this friend here is… – Namgoong Hwi. – He’s the leader of the Blue Dragon in the Murim Alliance. Woonyeong looked at Jegal Dam and Namgoong Hwi with a bitter smile. This was not the first time Woonyeong had been approached by the Murim Alliance. However, she had no intention of belonging anywhere. Woonyeong began practicing martial arts and stepped into the martial world when she had just turned 20. The first thing she did was investigate the annihilation of her family. That was when she first established a connection with the Lower District Sect. They provided information about the five years Woonyeong had spent at the hidden place in Mount Hwang. It was said that the Murim Alliance only learned about the tragedy of the Seol family estate a month after their annihilation. The Murim Alliance’s headquarters, Wuhan, was only about 200 ri from Hong’an County. Despite the bloodshed occurring in a place so close, the news reached them only belatedly—very late. They claimed they couldn’t find the culprits as a result. After learning the content, Woonyeong was truly dumbfounded. However, if conditions were added, it was possible. The Murim Alliance was a huge organization. This meant that even within the Murim Alliance, there were 11 factions that absorbed and disrupted information. In that case, it would have been easy to silence the merchants traveling between Hong’an County and the Seol Family. Disrupting the flow of information to prevent it from reaching the higher-ups would also have been possible. Otherwise, the Murim Alliance would be incredibly incompetent. No matter how she looked at it, there were too many problems. After five more years, Woonyeong succeeded in grasping the tail of the absorption process. It was truly absurd that they showed up in person. In the name of the Heavenly Palace. The Heavenly Palace, which had been operating in the shadows, began a large-scale attack on the martial world. The martial world, which had been immersed in peace, was swiftly overwhelmed, regardless of sect or faction. And Woonyeong, having finally found her family’s enemy, was fighting them for revenge. – Seol Woonyeong. – This is the first time I’ve heard the great master’s esteemed name. – Well, it’s just an esteemed name. There was no reason not to reveal even just the name. – Anyway, I don’t work with the Murim Alliance. – May I ask the reason? – No, I mean, didn’t I just say that there’s no point in talking further about it, brother? – Now is not the time to act emotionally. Jegal Dam asked cautiously, while Namgoong Hwi spoke gruffly. The newly ordered food arrived. Woonyeong picked up her chopsticks with a satisfied expression. – Do you know about that, great master? Even though Woonyeong, who was about to eat meat, looked displeased at the interruption, Jegal Dam continued speaking without concern. – Joining the alliance comes with a monthly salary. The amount depends on one’s abilities, but surely you can afford to eat as much meat as you like, can’t you? At the mention of a monthly salary, Woonyeong’s ears perked up. – There’s no need to join the alliance if you don’t want to. If you work with us, taking care of your expenses won’t be difficult. – No, brother. Would the Sword Demon change her mind after hearing those words? Very easily, and very much. – Is that so? Hmm. How much will you give? – Meat loses its flavor when it gets cold. How about we eat first and talk about it after that? Jegal Dam smiled with narrowed eyes and pushed a plate of meat in front of Woonyeong. Namgoong Hwi, with a look of disbelief, stared at Woonyeong and muttered. – Uh, um… Is it really true that the Sword Demon comes over just for the meat? Woonyeong nodded and quickly began to use her chopsticks. Yeah, meat loses its flavor when it gets cold. When Woonyeong left the inn after a hearty meal, she was not alone. The two men were accompanying her as if guarding her. The destination they aimed for was, of course, the place where the Murim Alliance was located—Wuhan. * * * “Gasp, gasp, ugh. I had a restless dream. Gasp, gasp.” Because of the dream, she felt uneasy throughout her morning training. “A fox-like brat. Ugh, I got caught by the meat of all things…” The nanny stopped him, but Woonyeong immediately started physical training starting today. First, she started by walking. Due to her lack of stamina, she couldn’t go far, so she walked around the inner court of the Seol family. “Let’s just walk to the Head of the Family’s quarter. I can go there. if I train, my mind will clear up.” Woonyeong dragged her legs that refused to move and walked towards the Head of the Family’s quarter. “Young Misss, Young Misss.” “Why?” When she almost arrived at the Head of the Family’s quarter, Hyangah came running urgently. “Sister Sogyo is back.” “Yes, it was about time for her to come.” Sogyo, who went to Wuhan for work, returned safely. It was really fortunate. Even though Sogyo is an exceptional warrior, she still couldn’t help but feel worried. “And, and….” “And?” “T, the guest has arrived with her.” “Mhm? A guest?” At the mention of a guest, Woonyeong stopped in her place and looked at Hyangag. However, the answer came from another place. “It seems that guest is referring to me, Young Miss.” Woonyeong couldn’t help but think there was no way. The voice that shouldn’t be heard here right now was coming through. Although it was quite different from the voice she remembered, Woonyeong could immediately recognize whose voice it was. Woonyeong slowly, very slowly, turned her head towards the direction from which the voice was coming. It seemed as if a creaking sound could be heard from the neck as it moved. Her prediction was correct. A teenage boy was walking towards Woonyeong. Despite his youthful face, he was someone she knew very well. Jegal Dam, in his white robe, walked quickly and came to a stop. He then clasped his hands together and bowed in greeting. “You must be Young Miss Seol Woonyeong, right? It’s a pleasure to meet you. I am Dam of the Jegal family.” He lifted his head and raised the corners of his mouth into a bright expression. Woonyeong thought it was irritating, but others said the smile was just like a painting. ‘You annoying brat… why are you showing up here?’
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