A little later, my grandfather, who had regained his composure, opened his mouth with a serious expression.

“But Yeona, the more I hear, the more there is one unresolved question for me.”

Grandfather asked, stroking his beard continuously.

“Why exactly does the Blood Sect target you?”

Here it comes—the most difficult question to answer.

As I clenched both hands tightly while organizing my thoughts, Jegalmaju, who was quite excited, interrupted.

“Isn’t it because our Yeon is so beautiful? Those wicked guys have eyes, you know…”

“Father, please keep your composure.”

It’s embarrassing to say it like that. Nugung Ryeo, don’t nod your head. It’s clear to anyone that you are objectively prettier than me.

Fortunately, or unfortunately, my grandfather was more rational than my father.

“It’s true that our Yeon is beautiful and lovely, but when those guys first kidnapped Yeon, wasn’t it in Danmok’s god of cattle? Until then, there hadn’t been any encounters with Yeon.”

“Yes, that’s right.”

In fact, there were brief encounters when we were young… At that time, Hyeoljunghyeok seemed to be more interested in Danmokbi than me. Am I mistaken?

“He didn’t seem to remember that time at all. He never talked about it.”

My grandfather had the same thoughts as me.

“It’s probably because he is in love with Yeon, and it might have blossomed. Initially, there must have been a separate target. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have kidnapped her from Jegalse-ga or Danmok-ga.”

I nodded. Most of my grandfather’s speculations were correct.

“In the end, the story won’t progress unless I reveal what I know.”

So, I decided to reveal a little about the Blood Sect’s purpose. I only excluded the fact that I’m in my second life, and this place is a world in a novel.

I cautiously opened my mouth.

“In fact, initially, they aimed for my command.”

“Why your command?”

“I’m not entirely sure… It seems they wanted to use my command ability to do something to rule the central region.”

“Something to rule the central region.”

My grandfather closed his mouth with a serious expression. Then Jegalmaju interjected with a doubtful expression.

“Could it be related to the Immortality Sorcerer?”

“Immortality Sorcerer?”

It was a name I had heard in the Blood Sect. Hearing Jegalmaju’s words, my grandfather nodded and said,

“It’s possible. The Blood Sect has dreamed of eternal life for a long time. Using Kangshi, they could achieve eternal life.”
“Then it makes sense that they were willing to sacrifice their lives in front of us. When we went to find Yeon in the Blood Sect, they seemed genuinely unafraid of death.”

So, that’s how the massacre happened. I consciously stiffened my head from turning to look at Danmokbi. My heart still races when I recall that time, even though I know what Danmokbi did for me.

Not knowing the situation, my grandfather spoke casually.

“Believing that they can come back to life, death wouldn’t be frightening. In reality, the Blood Sect handles numerous Kangshi, and some of them appear to be living people. The one creating Kangshi is known as the Immortality Sorcerer.”

“Jegalgagju seems to be well-informed about the Blood Sect.”

Danmokbi stared at my grandfather as if it was intriguing. It was natural for Danmokbi to find it intriguing.

There is almost no information known about the Blood Sect. It’s roughly known that they built their headquarters on some mountain and live there. Even when Danmokbi rescued me, there was no information, and he struggled.

In our conversation, Jegalgagju hesitated whether to talk about it or not, then cautiously opened his lips.

“In fact, the Immortality Sorcerer currently active in the Blood Sect was once expelled from the Jegalse-ga.”

“What?”

It was a story of a family that I and Jegalmin didn’t know. We all stared at Jegalgagju in surprise. Father added with a slightly pained expression.

“Thinking crookedly and always having distorted thoughts, he was expelled from Jegalse-ga. However, unsurprisingly, he crossed over to the Sa Clan and learned Kangshi crafting.”

“Then the Blood Sect…”

Could it be that the roots of the Blood Sect are in our Jegalse-ga?

Father, who read my thoughts, quickly added.

“But don’t misunderstand. The roots of the Blood Sect go back to Hemangcheon, who left on an imperial order hundreds of years ago to find the secret of eternal life. It has no connection to Jegalse-ga. All I know is that Immortality Sorcerer.”

Jegalgagju and the Immortality Sorcerer must not have parted on good terms. Jegalgagju added while grinding his teeth.

“But it makes sense when you think about him. He surely knew about commands and might have planned to use you to achieve his goal.”

At his words, Jegalmin raised his head.

“I suddenly had a thought, Father.”

We all turned to Jegalmin. With a pained expression, Jegalmin continued.

“Is it possible that Aunt got involved in that and was murdered?”

“Hmm.”

Jegalmin’s words silenced Jegalgagju and my grandfather. Jegalmin added with a serious expression.