LIGHTNOVELONLINE Chapter 36
Miracles are certainly something that never existed before, requiring a process of discovery, and since no one has ever informed me, I must learn on my own.
“I made a mistake.”
I gained a great realization.
Thanks to this Soyang horse named Son-gun, I learned that dealing with miracles is not something one should recklessly attempt.
“There’s no need to look, my lady.”
After stabbing several more acupuncture needles, I covered the area beneath Son-gun’s body with the coffin lid.
“This hideous thing.”
“True, it is hideous…”
“But?”
“That.”
Mo Yong-seol cast her gaze down toward Son-gun, bringing her hands together horizontally.
“…Compared to the physician’s, isn’t it like a drop in the bucket?”
Tremble, tremble.
Something feels off.
I had clearly thrust the needles to stop the flow of energy, but somewhere, Son-gun’s body began to move intensely.
Thump, thump thump.
After stabbing a few more needles into the blood vessels, the head area became so covered in needles that it reminded me of a porcupine, finally halting Son-gun’s movement.
However, even then, not a single hair on Son-gun’s head stood up, and the only thing that raised was utterly useless.
“Hmm. A drop in the bucket.”
I casually brushed my fingers beneath where Son-gun had risen.
“……Well, this is probably what he desperately desires, the ‘standard of a great being.'”
If he desperately wishes for it, my blood will fulfill it.
But that ‘wish’ ultimately varies from person to person, so don’t you think?
I thought Son-gun would desperately want to recover his “hair.”
But despite clearly realizing his hair had vanished, Son-gun desperately yearned for something else, and that wish was granted.
However.
“If he wanted it to grow bigger, perhaps it could have, but is this the limit of this man’s capacity?”
The size of esteem Son-gun desires is perhaps just above average.
Compared to me—well, not comparing might be for Son-gun’s honor.
Sometimes, there are times when comparisons themselves are meaningless.
“My lady.”
“What is it, my lord?”
“If this man knew how great you are, wouldn’t he wish to grow as much as you?”
“I can’t deny that.”
The current size is the standard this man desires and also the limit of his knowledge.
Yet, there’s no reason for me to inform this man about the ‘true great being’ as follow-up support.
Son-gun is set to die anyway.
“My lady. Step back.”
“You’re going to confirm that, aren’t you?”
“Yes. When the ‘golden energy’ activates, the magic flame will engulf this man, so we must prevent his hair from burning or anything like that…”
Hmm.
“I’ll check something for now. I think there might be things I can confirm with your help too.”
One hypothesis popped into my head.
“Can’t you tell me first? If you do, I’ll be wishing for it in advance.”
“It’s nothing big, I just thought it’d be nice if your hair grew a bit longer.”
I extended my hand toward Mo Yong-seol’s hair and pointed down to her waist.
“While long hair is quite beautiful, I would like to see it long enough to cover your backside a bit.”
“…Are you really saying that because you want it?”
“Naturally.”
“…It seems like you’re using me to fulfill your own desires. If a person with short hair wishes for long hair, does the hair grow like that? Are you trying to experiment?”
“Without any need to cut it, if you want hair longer than now, wouldn’t we be able to confirm the hypothesis?”
“I refuse.”
Mo Yong-seol puffed her cheeks in discontent.
“I prefer to face you while showing my front, not turning my back.”
“Then let’s do it this way.”
I pointed to Mo Yong-seol’s hair and my neck, pretending to wrap a scarf around myself.
“I wish to wrap your hair around my neck, so I can always have you with me.”
“…This time, that did pique my interest.”
“How about, can you confirm that later?”
“Uh, what should I do? …Do I have to check right now?”
“…….”
After all, Son-gun is completely paralyzed from the acupuncture.
Whether it’s Extreme Yang Reversal or Extreme Yang Liquid, giving it to Son-gun will only make something else grow indefinitely at this rate, so checking with Mo Yong-seol first isn’t a bad idea.
“My lady.”
I immediately embraced Mo Yong-seol.
“I wish to take hair that grows longer than now, cut it suitably, and weave it as jewelry to always cherish you; what do you think?”
“……Even without taking the Extreme Yang Liquid yet, I feel like I could begin to desire that.”
Mo Yong-seol licked her lips.
“Oh, but hey. Does it have to be hair that grows?”
“Huh?”
“Wouldn’t it be fine to check whether something else can grow instead of just hair?”
“…….”
Thinking about it.
That would also be one way.
But.
“Impossible. Declined.”
“What?”
“I’m not into anything growing other than hair.”
I immediately sealed Mo Yong-seol’s mouth so she couldn’t speak anymore.
“Hmph….”
Mo Yong-seol lightly pecked my lips.
“Speak. What were you thinking?”
She indicated her body with her gaze, urging me to answer.
“Where were you thinking there could be hair growing~”
“Well, obviously.”
I lightly lifted Mo Yong-seol’s bangs and kissed above her eyebrows.
“Those eyelashes of yours become even clearer when wet with tears.”
“Hmph, is that really true? I don’t think so~”
“Rather, I’ll ask you. Where were you thinking?”
“Well, obviously, a beard.”
Mo Yong-seol raised her hand and supported it under her chin.
“A woman with a thick beard like men, isn’t that difficult?”
“Usually, they don’t grow like that, but I doubt any woman would want that.”
“That’s up to the person, right? If you want me to have one, I think it might just grow.”
“In that case.”
I lightly brushed Mo Yong-seol’s hair with my hand.
“I like how you look now, so please allow that.”
“Hmph, understood.”
Lick.
Could the already long hair grow even longer?
“…Huh. Could it have grown enough to cover, I wonder?”
“Well, I’ll have to take off the accessory and see for myself.”
The verification was complete.
Impossible.
It was nothing in front of something called a miracle.
***
We briefly checked something else, but the one we were examining was Son-gun.
And.
“Does this guy not have any intention of restoring his hair at all?”
Even though all his hair had vanished and I showed him in the mirror, Son-gun’s ‘wish’ did not reach for his hair.
Just to be sure, I injected another Extreme Yang Reversal, but that ‘wish’ developed in another direction instead.
Thump, thud thud.
Even with needles stuck inside him, even though his blood was pressed down and he could not move, Son-gun’s body began to stir.
The movement was so bizarre that it resembled a zombie from Mo Sanpa that just rose and burst out of the coffin.
“How slow. Even using miracles to force the body to rise.”
Yet, his movements were so dull that before Mo Yong-seol could swing her sword, I stabbed him with a new needle to ensure he couldn’t move at all.
“U, uhh…? How did you do that, my lord?”
“I pierced the muscles. More precisely, it’s the area where the muscles attach to the bones and joints.”
“Um, ah….”
“Having a wooden puppet, it’s like cutting the strings connecting each part with a needle.”
Previously, I stabbed him to prevent energy from flowing, but this time, the paralyzing effect spread directly to the muscles.
For the body to move, the muscles must relax and contract.
No matter how many signals were sent from the head, if there’s no response from the joints, Son-gun simply becomes someone who ardently claims desire for something below.
“Um. What should I do? Since I don’t think we’ll be able to check the root, maybe we should check something else.”
“Something else?”
“That’s right. Our Mo Yong family has been told by the head of the family to align ourselves with two factions, one being the Hebei Paeng Family where the Emperor resides and the other—”
“Beijing. Imperial Palace.”
“That’s right. The Imperial Family.”
If the Hebei Paeng Family is said to be the Mo Yong Family’s closest ally among the martial families, the Imperial Family is a powerful support force that could suppress any awkward situations the Mo Yong Family might encounter in the future under the name of ‘the Crown.’
“Are you going to bestow miracles upon the ladies of the Imperial Family? Such as the miracle of Reversal of Aging or the possible miracle of curing Sickness of Absolute Meridians?”
“That’ll need to be done, but at the same time, there’s another place to bestow.”
“Another?”
“Indeed….”
I pointed beneath Son-gun.
“Eunuchs.”
“Oh.”
“They weren’t born as such, and since they had to cut their male parts to become eunuchs, their desire for their own masculinity must be stronger than anyone else’s.”
They have already reached the peak in wealth and power.
If there’s something they cannot do with the power they have, it would be that which they irreversibly cut off before becoming eunuchs.
“I want to confirm the gifts for the eunuchs through Son-gun. It’s also a good opportunity to ask about the Demon Cult.”
I forced Son-gun back down into the coffin again and loosened his blood so he could speak.
“Son-gun.”
“You crazy demon! You—”
“You will tell me everything you know, as long as it doesn’t interfere with the Golden Command. Otherwise….”
I stretched the needle down, aiming at Son-gun’s manhood.
“You’ll understand what this needle can pierce once you experience it firsthand.”
“……!!”
“Now.”
The moment the needle touched Son-gun’s trousers.
“I-I will speak! Just please, not that!!”
Son-gun immediately lowered his tails.
“Please, just not there!!”
Even though he was captured and made a prisoner, as a man, he cannot help but sense the changes occurring below, making him desperate.
Because he cannot lose the miracle that has already occurred.
Ah.
Of course.
Once I extract the information, I will fulfill the miracle.
Since it’s a miracle started by me, once I take it away, Son-gun won’t be able to say a single word.