Thought It Was 'The End', Only to Return to a Changed Genre - Chapter 248
If it was the Murim Alliance, a disturbance wouldnât occur just because Ara resisted.
And, more importantly.
â Even if youâve hidden your face, itâs not as if you need to work at the Murim Alliance though, right?
âYou donât understand. No matter what, I have to stay somewhere that would be the hardest place for my family to look.â
â Shouldnât it be hard to find you no matter where you are⌠And isnât the Murim Alliance headquarters the worst possible place if they actually come looking?
Ara shuddered as she imagined it for a moment.
It would definitely become the worst possible place to get screwed over.
âWho would ever imagine that the Demonic Sect Leaderâs daughter is working as a maid at the Murim Alliance?â
â Normally, no one would.
NormallyâŚ
The place where Ara worked was the annex of the Murim Alliance headquarters.
Unless there was an event scheduled, hardly anyone came or went. For three years, Ara had felt guilty about receiving pay for doing so little work. When there were no guests to serve, all she had to do was clean or do laundry. Even when guests came, Ara rarely had the chance to attend to important visitors.
Because her accent stood out so much, she avoided speaking whenever possible, and it seemed the head steward of the annex thought she was a bit slow.
So even during busy periods with many guests, Ara was usually assigned to clean empty rooms in the annex.
Like now.
â You still think of yourself as the Demonic Sect Leaderâs daughter.
âI do think about it. I love our Demonic Sect.â
â You sure did a great job doing that to the people you love.
âYou donât know anything.â
â Of course not. Youâre the one who knows everything, Master.
âWhere did you even learn to talk like that.â
â Where else? Thereâs only one person I talk to.
That would be⌠meâŚ
âNo. Thereâs one more.â
Just as Ara was about to speak, someone entered.
âLooks like the annex maids donât have much to do.â
âI only work as much as my small and precious wage.â
The person who opened the door and walked into the empty room was the fox of the Thousand Mountains.
But it wasnât in the form of a beast. It was wearing a human body. The name it used was Dang Munhyeok.
As the name suggested, the fox of the Thousand Mountains was currently one of the rising talents of the martial world, a collateral member of the Sichuan Dang Clan. Every time Ara saw him, she was reminded of how frightening the world could be.
Someone might be living right beside you with a calm face, while not being human at all.
Like that man.
But without him, Ara would never have been able to escape the Thousand Mountains.
The moment Dang Munhyeok appeared, Noyi fell completely silent. Noyi hated the fox very, very much.
âOther maids are busy serving guests, but not you.â
âThey told me not to stand in front of guests because my speech sounds awkward.â
âWell, you do sound like youâre from the Western Regions the moment you open your mouth.â
âIf I work less and get the same pay, thatâs a win.â
âWell, most people would rather serve guests than do manual labor.â
That depended on the person.
Ara was much better suited for physical labor. Since her body was trained in martial arts, simple cleaning didnât tire her in the slightest. Dealing with people was far more exhausting.
Most of the guests who visited the Murim Alliance were famous orthodox martial artists who considered themselves heroes.
Most of them treated their subordinates well and were kind people. But the Murim Alliance was still a place where people lived. There were always vile and malicious individuals in the same proportion anywhere.
The only reason nothing had happened to Ara was because she was using a disguise to look ordinary. Any maid who was even moderately pretty ended up becoming a guestâs concubine.
âSome of the maids actually want to become a rich manâs concubine anyway.â
She only needed to help the ones who didnât want that.
âI wish everyone would just go home now that the Zhengwu Tournament is over. Too many people are walking around the annex with muddy shoes.â
âItâs the first Zhengwu Tournament in ten years. Itâs not easy to gather this many orthodox martial artists.â
âThatâs true. The younger maids are all excited too. Talking about which sectâs disciple is handsome and all that.â
âDid my name come up?â
Ara glanced at Dang Munhyeok.
âWell⌠it did.â
âSo youâve been hearing rumors about me. Then you mustâve also heard who won the Zhengwu Tournament.â
âHmm, I didnât hear that far.â
Was the final today? Ara replied indifferently.
Why would I care when someone elseâs festival ends?
Dang Munhyeok smiled faintly as he spoke.
âA nobody, not from the Nine Sects, and not from the Five Great Families, defeated all the rising talents with a single sword and took first place.â
âHuh?â
After working at the Murim Alliance for three years and learning how important background was, Ara was genuinely surprised.
âThey say that man travels with only one woman, and her name isâŚâŚâ
ââŚJae Nabi?â
And that manâs name must be Sa Yihyeon. Dang Munhyeok grinned.
âShouldnât you start running?â
Looks like he came to catch you.