Yoo Ki-yeon is a delusional person.

    The father kidnapper tried to persuade his daughter, but failed.

    As a father of a daughter, and as a father of a daughter who suffered from the same arrhythmia, the kidnapper appealed to his senses.

    -What a pitiful and miserable situation!

    In the unfortunate situation of the self-inspection, Mo Yong-se decides to show mercy and continue treating Yoo Ki-yeon inside Mo Yong-se.

    This may be due to sympathy for Yu Ki-yeon, but it also includes measures to maintain confidentiality regarding the side effects of the treatment for varicose veins in the Geukyangjihwan.

    Yoo Ki-yeon is a woman.

    A woman has her own parts that she must take care of, and she cannot cause too much trouble to the Murong family.

    Therefore, if the Moyong family allows it, I would like to call some of the women of the Jageommun to take care of Yu Gi-yeon and help her overcome her delusions.

    It would be nice to be able to stay in the hospital room, or a separate room for guests such as an outside hospital or guest house would also be good.

    In this way, the forces of the Self-Inspection Inquiry infiltrate the Murong Segae one by one.

    Of course, you will be under the surveillance of the Mo Yong-se family, but once you somehow get inside, there will be an opportunity to operate.

    Steal the recipe for Geukyangjihwan from Assemblyman Seok Mu-wol.

    Or at least steal some of the manufactured polar bears.

    Or else, they could kidnap and abduct Assemblyman Seok Mu-wol himself.

    It was a truly crude and low-level method, but there was one blind spot in the way they planned it and ‘attempted’ to do it.

    ‘You didn’t think that all the conversations that took place at the pharmacy would reach the ears of the inspector, did you?’

    The fact that Geomseong knows full well that the kidnapper and Yoo Ki-yeon are planning various things, ‘disguising it as delusional disorder’.

    I understand.

    They would have been as careful as possible in their conversations, and they would have quietly conspired in places where no one else was present.

    Even the Black Star would never have imagined that he could hear it from a distance.

    Because of some prejudice.

    ‘I never imagined that my daughter would be heard sucking and sucking a man’s dick at the doctor’s office.’

    They felt relieved that Mo Yongseol and I were making love at the medicine shop.

    -This is a place that the Black Sword’s eyes and ears cannot reach!

    I understand.

    Everyone can’t help but think that way.

    Because you wouldn’t think that Mo Yongseol and I would express our love for each other through words, actions, and even our bodies right there, regardless of whether Geomseong saw or not or heard or not.

    ‘I guess there’s no other way for this to happen.’

    The Murong family is Murong Cheon’s territory.

    In this place, the only place that the blacksmith does not recognize is the place where the blacksmith ‘turns off his attention’.

    If you are paying attention, you can recognize the sword technique of the Seven Star Sword even from a distance of more than a hundred steps.

    While I was squabbling with Mo Yong-seol on the third floor, I thought that Geomseong hadn’t heard the plot being hatched down there.

    But what can I do?

    The swordsman is the best in the world, and is not an ordinary person.

    -I would like to express my sincere gratitude to the Moryong family for their courage.

    The next day, Mo Yong-se decided to show mercy.

    today.

    People arrived at the self-inspection office.

    * * *

    [Morning, 3rd floor of the medical building.]

    “Is that them?”

    Women dressed in unusual attire are waiting in a line outside the pharmacy, somewhat reservedly.

    In the Central Plains, women wearing clothes that are rarely seen, or rather, not preferred in the Baekdo Murim, which requires relative modesty, are waiting outside the medicine hall.

    “Is that a ‘jangsam (long robe※cheongsam)’?”

    “It’s a dress that is said to be popular in the capital.”

    Unlike the traditional martial arts uniforms worn by Murong Xue, the body-hugging lines are ideal.

    Just as the lines of the clothes the women were wearing were clearly revealed, the beautiful women’s blatant intention to strongly display their sexual charm was evident.

    “Rep. Do you like clothes like that?”

    “Rather than saying I like it, it’s because the intention is so obvious that it makes me frown.”

    “You’re not squinting to see better, are you?”

    “There’s that too.”

    “…Congressman?”

    As I was talking, Mo Yongseol came up behind me and gently grabbed my arm as I stood there looking out the window.

    “You’re not trying to give them your conscience, are you? Or you have a woman you like. You’re not doing that, are you? Right?”

    “It’s not Yoo Ki-yeon who suffers from delusional disorder, it’s this person here who suffers from it.”

    I turned around and held Mo Yongseol in my arms, then put our faces together and pointed out the window.

    “Do you see that woman in the lead?”

    “Uh, um….”

    When I asked while looking at him with my eyes closed, Mo Yongseol avoided eye contact, then nodded while looking in the direction I pointed.

    “Is that the woman?”

    “I’m sleeping.”

    “…Huh?”

    “You’re a member of the Demonic Cult.”

    Mo Yong-seol’s expression hardens at the mention of the devil’s cult.

    “No way….”

    “I know that face. To be exact, I know that person. He was one of the orphans who received my treatment when I was in the Demonic Cult.”

    I pointed to the inner thigh of the woman wearing the long robe, which was exposed from the upper thigh to the side where the side was cut open.

    “It’s not something else, it’s a wound that I sewed with a needle and thread, so it’s clearly visible.”

    “…You don’t see anything else?”

    “Again, again.”

    slap.

    “Whoa!?”

    “If you keep being so jealous and envious, I will also use the last resort.”

    “I’ve never even been spanked by my father…! Is this what they call the last resort?”

    “No.”

    I pointed to the woman wearing the shortest dress among the women wearing long robes.

    “I’ll find that somehow and put it on you.”

    “……!!”

    “If you wear that, it’ll be so tight that it’ll burst.”

    “Seo, no way…!”

    “I will wear it only in my room, so that only I can see and enjoy it.”

    “……Really.”

    Mo Yongseol looked back and forth between me and Zhangsam a few times, then smiled bashfully with his eyes half-closed.

    “If that’s the case, then you can do it even if it’s not necessarily a last resort, right?”

    “…Is that so?”

    “Of course. You’re a member of the National Assembly. It’s not like I’m going to show it to other people. …But.”

    Mo Yongseol slowly strokes the hand stretched out behind my back as if stroking it downwards.

    “Do you know the family motto of the Mo Yong-se family?”

    “How could the son-in-law of the head of the household not know the family motto? He must repay what he has been robbed of. If he is harmed, he must repay fivefold.”

    “If you hit a woman’s butt like that, does that mean you intend to be treated the same way?”

    “……I don’t think you’re planning on hitting me.”

    “Hehehe.”

    Mo Yongseol looked down, his lips pursed.

    “Once Uncle Mo Yong-san’s ‘inspection’ is over, let’s watch together to see who will be admitted to the medical center. Like this.”

    “…You’ll notice, right?”

    “That’s called having a good sense of humor.”

    I was held tightly by Murong Seol and could not offer any resistance.

    Anyway, later on, you can get revenge by holding on to something else.

    * * *

    A little later.

    “Hello, everyone. Welcome to Mo Yong-se’s Medical Center.”

    Mo Yong-seol, who was sitting next to me on the chair in the examination room, smiled softly and greeted the women who had come into the examination room to ask questions.

    “Meet Lady Moyong.”

    “Congratulations on your recovery.”

    The women began to bow to Mo Yongseol and exchange glances with each other, one by one.

    You probably think so.

    Is that right?

    Wouldn’t that be right?

    That’s awesome.

    ‘All martial artists are martial artists.’

    The women who came to help Yoo Ki-yeon with her illness were all unmanned.

    I already knew that there was a secret agent, but I couldn’t help but lament the fact that they had selected and sent people who would so openly notice Mo Yongseol’s secret gestures.

    “So, who sent you?”

    “He is the fiancé of Miss Yoo Gi-yeon and the great disciple of the great swordsman who kidnapped the head of the Jageommun clan.”

    “He’s a fiancé. He’s the one who did ‘nonsense treatment’ to Yoo Ki-yeon.”

    “Yes, sir.”

    When I said it was a useless treatment, the expressions of the women who were questioning me hardened for a moment.

    It wasn’t just a matter of expressing displeasure at the congressman’s sharp tone.

    ‘People in the martial arts world are judged by their martial arts skills.’

    The irritation and anger shown when a superior is insulted.

    It was so unpleasant that the doctor, who seemed to have no power on the outside, seemed to have decent medical skills, and could only remain silent while being ‘poked’ by a woman, was holding the weight and mocking his superior.

    “You must have heard some of the story before coming to the pharmacy, but you are to stay here on the second floor of the pharmacy and devote yourself to taking care of Lady Yoo Ki-yeon.”

    “Okay, sir.”

    “Keep in mind that you must not come up to the third floor. This third floor is my and Miss Mo-yong’s space, and even if we are not there, you must never come up there.”

    “I will keep that in mind, Senator.”

    “Then before you leave….”

    I deliberately and stickily glanced at the women who were checking themselves.

    He ran his gaze along the lines of her body, deliberately avoiding eye contact and scanning only her body, wiping her lips with his tongue.

    Tight, tight, bang.

    Mo Yongseol signals with his fingers.

    The meaning conveyed through a pre-determined signal is one.

    -Everyone is laughing at the congressman’s interest as a man.

    The idea that their beauty tricks are somewhat effective.

    Without even thinking that they were deliberately trying to give us a little advantage, they gathered their arms and crossed their legs as if they were embarrassed, and subtly showed off their chest and body lines.

    “You.”

    And I pointed to the one woman who was giving me the most ardent gaze.

    “You stay and everyone else goes down.”

    She is a beauty with black hair and slightly purple eyes.

    Although the clothes she is wearing are somewhat revealing, she is a woman who, if dressed up like a lady of a certain house, would have the same elegance as Mo Yong-seol.

    “Okay.”

    The other caregivers glared at the woman who had been chosen for the examination, but at my gesture, they had no choice but to go down silently.

    “…….”

    A woman who keeps silence.

    She continued to look back and forth between me and Mo Yongseol, and swallowed hard.

    “That….”

    “Lady Moyong. Do it.”

    As soon as I finished speaking, Mo Yongseol rushed forward.

    “!!”

    The woman immediately moved her hand to try to avoid Mo Yongseol’s attack, but-

    Ka-ang!

    Murong Xue put the gambler in his hand and struck the woman’s wrist, then turned around and twisted her hand, and subdued her by strangling her neck with his other hand.

    “Ugh, ugh…?!”

    Really, a fleeting moment.

    In one breath, I subdued the woman who was questioning me, making her unable to even make a sound. Then, I immediately took out the iron needle and stabbed her in the acupoint.

    “!!”

    The woman froze in place.

    Murong Xue slowly pulled his hand away, but the woman, who was still stabbed in the back with needles all over her body, was unable to put up any resistance.

    “I blocked the place where the bet flows. You won’t be able to move, so don’t try to create magic for no reason.”

    “……!!”

    “I just want to talk to you because I’m curious as to why the disciple of the Poisonous Demon came all the way here.”

    “…Poison?”

    Mo Yongseol pointed at the woman with a stern face.

    “Disciple of the Poisonous Horse…?”

    “Don’t worry. Rather, I’m the one who’s anxious.”

    “No, that, yes?”

    “Let me introduce you. Among the people I’ve been reading, she’s the only woman I can trust.”

    I felt relieved as soon as I saw it.

    If it had been any other poison, I would have become a ‘test subject’ right here.

    “Uh….”

    At the very moment when Mo Yongseol was about to reach out to the woman in confusion.

    “Stop.”

    I grabbed Mo Yongseol’s wrist.

    “Do not touch. It’s dangerous.”

    “Because you are also a disciple of Dokma?”

    “No. This woman….”

    Only I know this woman’s name and her disposition.

    “I like women.”

    “……Huh?”

    “Long time no see, Dang Yuri.”

    “……..”

    Dang Yuri.

    An abandoned orphan from the Sacheondang family, he was taken in by Dokma, one of the ten guardians of the Demonic Cult, and survived until the end.

    “Mo Yongseol is my woman. If you touch her, I will kill you.”

    “…tsk.”

    I think I pressed the blood less strongly than I thought.

    “……Isn’t that something you don’t know?”

    Although his body is still stiff, he seems to have improved significantly compared to three years ago, as he is able to loosen up his acupuncture points and speak on his own.

    “You could love me more.”

    “You seem to be crazy and wanting to die.”

    “Uh, um, that’s…?”

    Murong Xue stepped back from Dang Yuliu and hid behind me.

    “…No way, me?”

    “Just kidding.”

    Dang Yuri closed her eyes.

    “Of course.”

    Hehe.

    “I know a game that beauties can enjoy together. If Lady Mo Yong wants it… Ah, ah, that, that’s enough…! That, that’s…!”

    He took out the needle and poked it in various places.

    You can talk, but you can’t make a bet, so be a little more specific.

    “Oh, sorry.”

    Murong Xue bowed his head respectfully to Dang Yuli.

    “The only one who can enjoy me is you, Congressman.”

    “…….”

    Dang Yuri cried with the expression of a woman who had been rejected immediately after her first confession.

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