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Chapter 85



“Time to get up.”

The man tapped Emily’s leg. Too much time had passed, and pretending to still be asleep was no longer an option.

Emily blinked deliberately, as if she had just woken up.

The man, locking eyes with her, smiled broadly.

“So that’s why Laminis went completely mad.”

Emily’s expression hardened without her realizing it.

“Is he coming here?”

Her fearless attitude only made the man like her more and more.

He sighed in frustration.

“Yeah… If I had known you first, I would’ve taken that mission myself.”

“What mission…?”

“The boss handed you over to Laminis.”

The man ran his second finger along Emily’s jawline as he spoke.

“That means Laminis can do whatever he wants to you. It’s the best way to screw Kilian over.”

It was the same reason as in the original story.

“Damn it, Rex. Get your hand off me right now.”

Before Emily even realized, Laminis, who had arrived unnoticed, grabbed Rex by the collar and threw him into the corner.

“I’ve told you countless times. I don’t like it when someone messes with what’s mine.”

The man called Rex wiped his mouth in frustration and stood up. Being treated like this by someone with lower skill and reputation than himself was humiliating.

But no matter what, he was the boss’s nephew.

Rex reluctantly lowered his head in front of him.

“I’m sorry.”

“If you’re sorry, then leave. I have plenty to say to my lover, whom I haven’t seen in a long time.”

Emily let out a dry laugh at Laminis’s insane words.

He claimed to have been in a mental hospital, but clearly, instead of receiving treatment, he had become an even worse delusional patient.

Being alone in the same space with him was terrifying, but thanks to him handing off the other people, Emily could escape more easily.

Laminis still looked enchanted as he gazed at Emily’s beautiful figure.

“I missed you.”

He seemed afraid she might disappear like a mirage, so he didn’t dare approach recklessly.

“You have no idea how much I longed for you in that cramped room.”

Emily ignored his words and focused on the situation outside.

From the noise downstairs, it seemed the five men who had kidnapped her were drinking together on the first floor.

Emily first started loosening the ropes around her ankles hidden beneath her skirt. They were tied in such a way that simply spreading her legs would allow her to undo them without big movements.

Laminis, absorbed in his speech about how their fates were intertwined, didn’t notice Emily freeing herself.

She waited silently for him to approach. The lipstick-sized gun could only hold one magic bullet, so she had to fire precisely when her target was close.

“But why do you look so worn out, Emily?”

Finally, Laminis walked toward her.

“I’ll help you up.”

Thinking she was tied up and couldn’t rise, he grabbed her shoulders.

“Ugh!”

Emily spat in his eyes.

“You crazy bastard!”

Taking advantage of his momentary blindness, she quickly freed her wrists.

“That’s right, you lunatic. Let’s end our connection here.”

Emily pulled the gun from her sleeve and shot Laminis in the chest.

Even a small gun’s magical bullet power could not be ignored. Because her target was so close, the recoil caused Emily to stumble backward as well.

“Ggh…ugh.”

Laminis couldn’t even scream properly, coughing up blood as he collapsed forward.

Emily immediately searched his body, finding a sharp dagger as she expected.

“I’ll be taking this.”

The loud noise alerted the men downstairs, and footsteps rushed up the stairs.

Emily quickly locked the door and jumped out the window to buy herself time. Despite being an attic, the hut was only about two stories high, so a jump wouldn’t cause serious injury.

“Phew… alright. Let’s do this.”

She tore off the hem of her skirt with Laminis’s dagger to reduce weight.

Taking five steps back for momentum, she slid the dagger back into its sheath and also tucked the sword into her chest for safety.

Taking a deep breath, she recalled the fall techniques Sezanne had taught her and leaped outside the window with force.

Just as she jumped, the attic door splintered.

“Catch her, now!”

The Giuliano gang members broke in and ran toward the window, but Emily had already landed safely and was sprinting into the forest.

“Don’t let her escape!”

One of Rex’s men drew a gun and aimed at her.

Without looking back, Emily instinctively ducked and rolled sideways. The magical bullet lodged into a tree.

She barely had time to breathe, grit her teeth, and resumed running.

Now that she had vanished from sight, they would stop reloading and chase her.

At least they couldn’t track her footsteps here—it was the Forest of Recovery.

“Ugh.”

Emily winced after running for a while.

She hadn’t noticed before, but avoiding the magical bullets had caused her ankle to start throbbing.

“Hah…”

Once she became aware, the pain intensified and spread up her calf.

“Ugh!”

The slopes of Mount Pirata were steep. Exhausted, Emily tumbled down the mountain, colliding with rocks along the way.

‘Am I really going to die like in the original story?’

Just as she was about to give up, a blue light surged from her body, and she felt tremendous strength.

‘What… is this?’

Fear gripped her, but her survival instinct drove her to grab a tree root jutting from the ground.

Her endless fall finally stopped. She had no idea where this incredible strength came from.

Once steady, Emily stuck her sword into the ground and pulled herself up.

She grabbed the tree root and sat atop it, her body aching as if she’d been beaten. Cuts bled from various places.

‘But…’

Looking down, she realized she had almost fallen off a cliff.

‘I’m lucky it’s just this much.’

Looking up, she thought it best to stay hidden for now, as the Giuliano gang would surely be searching above.

‘I’ll move after sunset.’

Moving at night in this mountain terrain seemed risky, but it was her best option.

Emily checked her ankle—it hurt when she first noticed, but strangely, it didn’t hurt now.

‘Could it be related to the blue light?’

She had no idea what was happening.


In the Synope territory, Charles received news and rushed with the knights.

“Duke.”

The message came from none other than Grandmother Juliette.

“Please find Emily quickly. I beg you.”

The village festival had already been canceled due to Emily’s kidnapping, and the atmosphere was tense.

Meanwhile, the divorce papers from Staruga had arrived at the Synope mansion. The household staff no longer had anyone to trust.

“You’re here?”

Nox appeared with an annoyed expression, having heard Charles had arrived late.

He was torturing Chiron in the Synope mansion’s basement alongside Ivan.

Finding Emily took priority, so they had been allowed the rooms, but the locals didn’t look kindly at Nox.

Ignoring their gazes, Nox spoke with Charles.

“Tell me what’s going on immediately.”

Charles had come straight to Synope without sleep after hearing of Emily’s kidnapping.

Nox swallowed and replied,

“It’s the Giuliano gang.”

Hearing it was a mafia act, Charles closed his eyes to swallow his anger. Emily wouldn’t have faced this danger if she hadn’t rejected the mafia.

But he held back his words—there was no time to argue with Nox now.

“So which way did they go?”

“We’re searching Henne Village and Mount Pirata.”

Nox shared the information he received via the communication system. Even though Charles disliked Kilian, he needed every hand he could get.

Gathering the information, Charles mounted his horse and ordered his subordinates.

“We’ll split into two search teams. Follow me to the fourth row, and the other team search Henne Village.”

“Yes, sir!”

 

Spurring their horses, they quickly headed toward Mount Pirata.

 

TRGCF 36🔐

TRGCF 36🔐

Chapter 36



I couldn’t guess what kind of answer I’d get, so I was a little wary.

Ha Ji-hyun spoke very gently.

“Just trust the fans, actor-nim.”

“…Huh? Trust who?”

“The fans. Su-a’s fans are going to search and stream like crazy and link the two videos. That way, the views will naturally rise together and the algorithm will start pushing it!”

She said it so confidently that I almost believed it. But honestly, it didn’t sound realistic.

‘What fans do I have?’

I was just a child actor who’d briefly appeared in two projects. Wouldn’t it take at least five years to build a fanbase?

Still, I didn’t deny Ha Ji-hyun’s faith in me. She worked hard — no point in discouraging her.

Anyway, what mattered was that I fulfilled my promise. If the video got views, great. If not, oh well.

“It’s done! It’s trending!”

…I really didn’t think it would actually happen.


[Dad Judgment/Info] All you Pul-moo-saes, gather!!!
(Note: "Pul-moo-sae" = pun combining "full version" & "fanatic bird", meaning die-hard fans who want full versions of content)

Our wish has finally come true!!!
Go right now to Hangil Entertainment’s YouTube channel!!!

Su-a fulfills her 7% ratings pledge from <Dad Judgment>!
Lee Su-a sings UNANSWER’s “You Don’t Know — What Kind of Feelings This Song Holds, But Someday I Want to Tell You, Chapter 1”

Even if you’re not a Pul-moo-sae, go listen!!! See for yourself why we begged for the full version!!!

  • Finally!!!!

  • The long oppression is over!!!

  • I believed in you, damn it~~~!!!

  • Hi to all the Pul-moo-saes!

└ You heard the song?

└└ Yeah.

└└└ New Pul-moo-sae here, hi!

└└└└ Hi~

  • LOL that thread above... were you just looking for fellow fans or what? 😂

  • That title is still crazy even now.

└ It was already long, and then they added “Chapter 1”?! Insane 😂

└└ Were they planning a Chapter 2 if it got popular? LOL

  • This is it… This kid is a prodigy, seriously.

  • My wish is fulfilled, I can die happy now…

└ RIF — Rest In Full version 😭

  • She sings so well, my ears are blessed.

  • She’s 10 years old?! How can a 10-year-old do this??

└ There are lots of idols who start training at 10. It’s not that unusual.

└└ But she’s an actress though.

└└ She sings better than most adults.

└└ Why compare across fields tho?

  • Honestly, she could be a singer or an idol. Why is she acting?

└ Uh… this is a drama thread. Kinda irrelevant.

└└ I mean… I just meant her talent’s being wasted.

└└└ Would you say that after seeing Min Seo-dahee?

└└└ Her next project is a film with Director Hong LOL

  • She’s talented in both acting and singing — maybe she can do both!

└ You must be a musical fan!

└└ Crap, you got me. But seriously, listen to her.

└└└ Musicals are out… Too expensive T_T

  • Doesn’t matter — I’m just happy we got the full version!!!


Apparently, more people wanted the full cover song than I expected.
People affectionately called “Pul-moo-saes” (full-version fanatics) flocked to every community the moment the video dropped, generating a decent buzz.

On top of that, Oh Na-yoon and other UNANSWER members made reaction videos and promoted it on social media.
For them, it was a smart marketing move to ride the wave — but thanks to that ripple effect, my name also spread widely.

‘Still… trending? Really?’

The video of me sneezing had gone up on the official broadcast channel and went viral thanks to Go Jin-ki’s popularity — that made sense.
But this? I didn’t get it.

Sure, the original song hit No.1 on the charts, and UNANSWER was producing tons of content with their members all in — but still, how did my cover go viral?

“You see? I told you! Su-a’s fans worked hard!”

Ha Ji-hyun beamed through her tired face.
Apparently, she’d been swamped with calls from reporters since morning.

I hadn’t intended to promote the film through the cover, but once it started trending, articles began mentioning it alongside the movie.

Some reporters asked if I really sang the entire song, or if there was autotune involved.
They also asked what I thought about the comments suggesting I become a singer.

But Kwon Du-il was firm in his stance.

“We’re sticking to our path. Because we are Hangil Entertainment!”

He said that confidently to the press, but once we were alone, he whispered to me:

“Of course, if you want to try, I won’t stop you. Acting might be the most fun now, but that could change as you grow.”

I just smiled.

I know what I’m good at and what I enjoy.
I’m grateful people like my singing, but that alone doesn’t dictate my path.

Right now, I’m focused on acting — and on changing my mother’s future.


“Do you want to be my student?”

“Me? But this is my first time trying this.”

“Exactly. So? Want to be my student?”

Pansori master Park Young-ja, a friend of Director Hong Il-beom, gently took my hand.

“I’ll treat you better than Il-beom ever could! If you stick with me for 20 years, you could become a National Treasure and a Master.”

“Wow, really?”

“Of course! Auntie guarantees it!”

I giggled and pulled my hand back.

“Still, I want to be an actress. Acting is the most fun.”

“Pfft. Fun should be a hobby. What you’re good at should be your profession if you want to live happily.”

“I’m good at acting too! When my next movie comes out, please come watch!”

Park Young-ja looked a bit disappointed, but Lee Ok-dan, who’d come along for the interview, stepped in.

“Unni, are you trying to poach our actress in front of me? That won’t do.”

“But you’ve seen how talented she is.”

“Of course. I saw it all. Not just her singing, but her acting too. She’s good at everything. That’s exactly why we should let her do what she wants.”

“Aigoo… Still feels like a waste…”

Lee Ok-dan led the reluctant Park Young-ja into the main room, motioning for me to rest.

“Su-a, water.”

I took the water Kwon Du-il handed me and looked around Park Young-ja’s house.

Built near a quiet mountain, the house had a big yard and high walls — probably to allow for vocal practice.

The living room felt like any traditional Korean home, with folk paintings, Buddhist tanghwa scrolls, and small Buddha statues.
There was even a sort of altar in one corner. I was curiously inspecting it when Kwon Du-il gently pulled me back.

“Just in case — don’t touch stuff like that without permission.”

“Stuff like what?”

“Huh? Um… that…”

He stammered. It wasn’t something he believed in, but he was clearly unsure what to say because I didn’t understand.

I narrowed my eyes.

Let’s do a little detective work.

I’d heard that Park Young-ja came from a family of hereditary shamans, though the line was cut a generation ago and she turned to pansori instead.
When this came up yesterday, Kwon Du-il volunteered to come with me instead of Lee Won-seok.

He didn’t look surprised by the altar or the tanghwa scrolls, but whenever I got close to them, he steered me away.

‘Did Mom tell him something?’

“Oh gosh! That general in the scroll looks terrifying. Su-a, Uncle’s scared. Let’s go over there, okay?”

He freaked out over the painting — definitely trying to distract me.

I stared at the red-eyed general in the scroll and said casually,

“I’m not scared of things like this. What scares me is people who blindly believe in them.”

Kwon Du-il froze. I smiled slightly.

“Don’t tell Teacher Park, okay?”

Gods just exist — they don’t act. Humans do.
So using gods as a reason for your actions feels cowardly to me.

I don’t deny the existence of gods, but I don’t think they have some massive influence over human lives.
Actions are human choices. That’s it.

A god can be a motivation, but never an excuse.

…This could work for “Cheon-young.”

“Where’s my script and notebook?”

“Oh — here.”

I took out my notebook from the bag Kwon Du-il handed me and wrote down the thoughts I just had.
Then I compared it to the script, adjusting Cheon-young’s lines and subtle mannerisms.

I annotated every scene Cheon-young appeared in.
When I finally looked up, three pairs of eyes were staring down at me.

Park Young-ja muttered in awe.

“She really needs to act.”

“Right?” said Lee Ok-dan, nodding proudly.

Kwon Du-il gently sat me upright. When did I lie down?

Park Young-ja took the script from my hands, skimmed through it, then asked Lee Ok-dan,

“Did you take her around to shamanic rituals or something?”

“No, not yet. I was going to if necessary. Why?”

“No need. If she just performs it the way she’s written it, she’ll seem more convincing than most rookie shamans.”

Two of them looked at me like I was some kind of wonder.
One looked completely flustered.

 

I just smiled innocently.

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