When the Black Moon Rises - Chapter 150
Chapter 150
…So, the Captain stood at the edge, looking down at the seemingly bottomless chasm, and couldn’t help but add, “What if we all die from jumping down there?”
Sehwa tilted her head and replied, “What a strange thing to say. You can just use your spiritual power, can’t you?”
“No, that’s not what I—”
“Surely, the Captain of the Baek Clan warriors isn’t less skilled in using spiritual power than my maids, who jumped down without hesitation.”
“......”
The Captain nervously rubbed his dry lips.
The warriors behind him were equally apprehensive.
“If you’re not confident, jump first. I’ll catch you.”
“Catch us? You… you’ll catch us, my lady?”
Sehwa frowned at the Captain’s question. “Do we really have time for this? You’re all so slow. If I were you, after causing such a mess…”
Her sharp gaze swept over the warriors, who were clearly terrified. “I doubt you would dare refuse.”
She would leave them to their own devices if they kept hesitating.
She didn’t care what happened to those who had fallen into the pit with the shadows.
At her words, the Captain finally made up his mind.
Not out of resentment towards her words, but because he realized that he had to rescue those trapped inside.
So, clenching his fists, he and the warriors Sehwa had chosen jumped into the chasm.
Even that woman’s maids, who didn't seem to possess much spiritual power, had jumped without hesitation, so…
‘She must have known it was safe.’
But the fall was terrifyingly fast.
His vision, momentarily filled with light, was quickly swallowed by darkness.
Fear, the fear of crashing into the ground and turning into a pool of blood, filled his mind.
Just before he lost consciousness…
Whoosh!
Something caught them, like a warm current.
Their descent slowed.
‘…What?’
He saw someone, their body enveloped in a massive, five-colored aura, gliding towards them like a bird with outstretched wings.
‘…’
As they stared, mesmerized by the beautiful, glowing figure, forgetting their situation…
Suddenly, they felt a jolt as their feet touched the ground.
They were surprised, but the surprises didn't end there.
“Aaargh!”
“Kyaaa!”
The bottom of the chasm was a chaotic scene of shadows and warriors battling each other.
The number of shadows had decreased significantly since the fight began, but the warriors were also severely injured.
“My god!”
The Captain, groaning, drew his sword.
But something else was faster.
Thwang!
Thwang! Thwang!
As thunderous sounds echoed through the chasm, those who couldn’t withstand the shockwaves screamed, covering their ears and ducking.
“Here you go, my lady.”
The maids, who had gathered around the Ju Clan woman, handed her arrows.
And before the Captain's eyes, the Ju Clan woman nocked three arrows at a time, her spiritual power flowing.
Every arrow found its mark, exploding the shadows’ heads.
The woman’s clothes billowed around her, her body enveloped in a radiant light, her spiritual power emanating from beneath her feet.
The white vortex and the familiar energy…
“!”
…was unmistakably the Baek Clan’s.
And it was as powerful as their Divine Beast, the White Tiger.
“Ugh…”
His head was pounding.
Elder Simjung clutched his head, or rather, tried to.
But his arm wouldn’t move.
‘What’s going on? Why can’t I move?’
The headache was so severe that he couldn't open his eyes.
“Stay still. It’ll be over soon.”
A woman’s voice echoed nearby.
A clear, melodious voice, like water droplets falling from a stalactite in a cave.
Whoosh—
A refreshing energy washed over him.
‘What… is this power…?’
It felt like a cool breeze, filled with a revitalizing energy.
The splitting headache and the ringing in his ears gradually subsided.
Strength returned to his limbs.
His eyelids felt lighter.
“That should be enough. You can open your eyes now.”
The woman’s voice spoke again.
Only after his mind cleared did Elder Simjung realize the coldness hidden beneath her clear, gentle tone.
And he realized he had heard this voice before.
“......”
Elder Simjung slowly opened his eyes and met Sehwa’s gaze as she looked down at him.
Realizing that she was the one who had just healed him, he could only stare at her, speechless.
Sehwa, seeing that he had regained consciousness and that the wound on his head was completely healed, stood up indifferently.
“Next.”
As her emotionless voice called out, the Baek Clan Captain, his face grim, approached, carrying someone in his arms.
“This one’s next… I apologize, my lady… Thank you…”
Elder Simjung instinctively frowned at the Captain’s overly polite and respectful demeanor, momentarily forgetting the situation.
But he fell silent as the Captain laid the unconscious warrior before Sehwa. The warrior’s injuries were too horrific.
Sehwa raised her hand without a word, and a pure, clear, blue spiritual power, like the autumn sky, flowed towards the unconscious warrior like a waterfall.
“…!!”
Elder Simjung’s jaw dropped.
He was old enough to recognize the blue spiritual power.
It was the power of the Jang Clan, the Blue Turtle. But…
‘W-What is this…? That… that woman is clearly of Ju Clan blood, so where did that spiritual power come from…?’
Moreover, the pure and explosive spiritual power emanating from Sehwa was so immense that he wouldn't have doubted it even if she were the Young Lord, or even the Clan Head, of the Jang Clan.
‘My god… even the current Jang Clan Head couldn’t wield such power! Impossible!’
But there was something even more astonishing.
“!”
Before Elder Simjung’s eyes, the warrior’s wounds closed, the red gashes disappearing in the bright light.
The sunken parts of his face filled out, his flesh regenerating.
The warrior, whom they had thought was dead just moments ago, if not for his faint breathing, let out a soft moan and his eyelids fluttered.
It wasn't just Elder Simjung who was shocked.
Everyone, including those who had already been healed and those waiting their turn, gasped.
Even though they had been witnessing it repeatedly, it was still unbelievable.
Sehwa stood up again.
Her emotionless voice urged the Captain, “Next.”
“My apologies, my lady. You must be tired…”
Sehwa simply gestured with her chin, and another unconscious person was brought before her.
Since they had been treated in order of severity, those remaining said they didn’t need treatment.
But Sehwa healed them all.
So, an hour later, everyone in the chasm, except for one whom Sehwa had refused to heal, had regained consciousness.
The last vestiges of blue light, which had filled the space like moonlight, faded.
One of the warriors, his eyes still wide with shock, bowed to Sehwa.
“Th-Thank you… my lady… thank you so much…”
His voice trembled with emotion.
He had fallen into the chasm when the ground collapsed and had half his arm bitten off while fighting the shadows.
The wound had been turning black from the malignant energy.
There had been no way to save it other than amputation, yet this woman had completely regenerated it, leaving no trace of a scar.
Sehwa, despite having healed so many people, didn’t even break a sweat, her complexion unchanged.
She calmly surveyed the chasm, her beautiful face expressionless.
The others, finally having a moment to breathe, looked around.
The chasm, despite being open above, was shrouded in darkness, not a single ray of light penetrating it.
Yet, it was strangely bright enough to see relatively clearly.
Sehwa calmly concluded, “We’re inside a barrier.”
The Captain asked Elder Simjung, “Elder, do you know where this is?”
“......”
How could he know about such a dangerous place, despite having been an elder of the Baek Clan for so long?
But as he searched his memories, something came to mind.
He remembered a record about a sealed area within the Baek Clan, a place mentioned only in ancient documents, long abandoned.
‘…If this is really that place, we’re in trouble…’
That place had been sealed off and abandoned so long ago that it was only mentioned in records.
‘No, wait. But the entire ground collapsed, so perhaps the situation isn’t so bad…’
It might seem like a closed-off space because they were inside the barrier, but the entrance must be visible from the outside.
Then surely, someone would come to rescue them.
As Elder Simjung thought this, his mind wandered.
He wished the Clan Head was here.
But he quickly closed his mouth, ashamed.
He was the one who had sent the Clan Head away.
How could he ask for his help now?
“Ugh…”
Just then, Jae Munju, the only one Sehwa hadn't healed, regained consciousness.
“…Ugh… where…”
Having fallen into an unknown place, no one dared to move, so their attention naturally turned to Jae Munju, who had just woken up.
She blinked, her eyes adjusting to the darkness and the numerous gazes upon her.
“W-Where are we…? What… what happened…?”
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