The Outcast Writer of a Martial Arts Visual Novel

I quickly stole a kiss and tried to calm the reaction of my lower half.

My lower half protested, claiming it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but given that my neck was in a once-in-a-lifetime crisis, I swiftly subdued it.

“Listen carefully from now on. Please accept this.”

I pulled out a document from my bosom and presented it to Moyong Sang-ah.

“What’s this?”

“It’s a document proving that you are my wife, along with a list of the Kang family’s assets in the Central Plains. Even if I die, the wife is named the heir. Even if someone disputes our marriage as invalid, my seal is on it, so all Kang family assets outside of Joseon will belong to the wife. Use this to seize control of all Kang family assets outside of Joseon.”

Should events unfold as in the original story, she would acquire the Kang family’s assets, but I had prepared in advance in case my actions altered history.

“I cannot accept this.”

“If the wife doesn’t accept it, the Joseon court will simply take everything. Please, take it.”

I folded the paper and placed it inside Moyong Sang-ah’s bosom. She offered little resistance. As I hastily positioned it, I felt the unexplored sensation of Moyong Sang-ah’s chest. It was a sensation to savor, but at that moment, my life took precedence.

“Do I really have to send Changbongdae to take your life, Sir? Can’t you just escape?”

“Didn’t I tell you? If I flee, the marriage remains intact. Moyong Bi will never annul the marriage. In fact, he might even send you to Joseon as a slave. I must die today for the marriage to be invalidated.”

“Sir, is there truly no other way?”

Moyong Sang-ah inquired. I nodded and began to speak.

“Wife, I’m sorry to make you the widow who killed her husband. But if my death can save you, then I am content with that.”

“How can you apologize for sacrificing your life for me!!”

Tears brimmed in Moyong Sang-ah’s eyes.

“I’m sorry, and I apologize again. Sorry for not meeting you earlier, for not running to you sooner, and for not being able to stay with the wife who will face censure.”

“I am the one who should die, Sir.”

It was good that she understood. I felt as though I was truly going to die.

“Don’t blame yourself. All these decisions were mine, not the wife’s. Rather, I’m satisfied with not dirtying the wife’s hands. In Joseon, a dead person wanders the earth. I wish you could send my intact body straight to Joseon.”

I forced a bitter smile.

“…”

Knowing that only goodbye remained, Moyong Sang-ah couldn’t say anything. I slowly moved to the door of the bridal room and looked back. Only my final farewell remained.

“I can’t wish you happiness as I leave you. Just survive.”

“What’s the point of a woman who killed her husband surviving!”

She couldn’t hold back at the last farewell. She argued with a rising voice. Don’t die; it would be difficult to progress the protagonist’s story without you.

“I lied to my wife about something. I said I came to save a woman in trouble, but there was another reason.”

“What is it?”

“I fell for you at first sight. I hoped you would live. So live. Take back the Moyong Family. And when it’s all done, leave a flower on my grave. I’ll be going now.”

“Sir! Sir! Don’t go! Sir!”

Moyong Sang-ah cried out desperately as I left the bridal room.

Phew, mission accomplished.

“Miss! You’ve been wronged! Young Master Kang Yun-ho was so angry that he left the Moyong Family!”

Long after Kang Yun-ho had left, the leader of Changbongdae hurriedly stood in front of the closed bridal room door and spoke.

“Leader of Changbongdae.”

Moyong Sang-ah, holding back her tears with a bite of her lip, addressed the leader of Changbongdae through the door.

“Yes, Miss.”

“As soon as day breaks, follow Young Master Kang Yun-ho to Joseon and kill him.”

“Miss, have you made up your mind? I heard that you’ve been wronged, but this has turned out well. If Kang Yun-ho is killed, your marriage will be invalidated! Should I go, kill him, and bring back his head?”

“I heard that in Joseon, a decapitated person wanders for eternity. Send him off as cleanly as possible and send the body directly to Joseon. If there is any other evidence besides the head, bring that.”

In truth, it would have been right to bring back Kang Yun-ho’s body for confirmation. However, Moyong Sang-ah lacked the courage to face her husband’s corpse again, who had left with a smile.

Therefore, she thought it right to send his body to Joseon without beheading him, as his last will had wished.

“Yes. I will prepare and depart immediately.”

After the leader of Changbongdae left, Moyong Sang-ah burst into tears.

The leader of Changbongdae caught up with Kang Yun-ho and his party shortly after lunch.

Kang Yun-ho had previously instructed his men not to resist.

“I couldn’t bear to accept the moment of his death, so I sent him off after he took medicine and fell asleep. The body was placed in a prepared coffin and sent to Joseon, and I brought this ring he was wearing.”

The leader of Changbongdae reported this while handing over a ring to Moyong Sang-ah.

A ring made of white jade from Baekdu Mountain.

An heirloom of his deceased mother-in-law,

And the last gift he had intended to give her.

“All members of Changbongdae, you have worked hard. You may return to your positions now.”

Holding back her emerging sorrow, Moyong Sang-ah spoke to the members.

“Chung!”

After the members of Changbongdae left, Moyong Sang-ah, holding the ring, entered her room.

She sat on a chair and looked into the mirror.

In the mirror was a woman with a hairpin, barely holding back her grief.

The hairpin, worn during the wedding ceremony, should have been removed by the husband on the first night.

But now, no one would be able to remove her hairpin.

Moyong Sang-ah looked at the ring left by her husband.

A ring made of white jade from Baekdu Mountain.

After staring at the ring for a long time, she finally slipped it onto the fourth finger of her left hand.

If there was a hero, there was a villain who opposed him.

One who constantly hindered the hero’s path and sought his life.

Today, she had become such a villain.

A villain unable to confess her faults before him, fearing his generous love might turn to anger.

She exploited his sacrifice.

The moment he decided to give up his life, she measured his death against her own gain.

By killing him, she could prove her purity. As his wife, she could inherit all his wealth.

Such despicable thoughts prevailed in her mind. Now, they were sinking into an endless dark abyss in her heart.

A villainess who murdered her husband, who loved her more than anyone else.

The hero who approached her with bravery and courage met his end, giving everything to the villainess.

Yes. Today, she had become a villainess.

What couldn’t the woman who killed her husband do now?

She would become more evil than the Demonic Sect.

If only she could erase the Demonic Sect from this world, she would do anything.

When that day came,

‘Sir. I will visit you.’

She would lie down in death before his grave.

Please wait for her until then.

A month had passed since Moyong Sang-ah’s wedding and the tragic incident.

The Kang family of Joseon faced accusations of treason and were annihilated. Rumors spread that Moyong Sang-ah had killed her husband Kang Yun-ho on their wedding night.

Some said Moyong Sang-ah had slain him in anger after being wronged, while others believed she had killed him upon discovering he was a traitor.

The Moyong Family was shocked by the sudden turn of events, but it was declared that Moyong Sang-ah’s marriage was invalid since the wedding night had not been consummated.

However, in Joseon, Moyong Sang-ah was recognized as Kang Yun-ho’s wife. Furthermore, for her part in exposing a traitor, she was not enslaved but was awarded a substantial portion of the Kang family’s assets. Her status as a foreign woman and the difficulty of enslaving her also played a significant role.

Moyong Sang-ah, though unmarried, found herself in the peculiar position of being Kang Yun-ho’s wife.

Leveraging this circumstance, Moyong Sang-ah laid claim to most of the Kang family’s wealth, greatly enhancing the Moyong Family’s influence.

She was a viper-like woman accused of killing her husband,

A villainess likened to a mantis that consumed her mate.

The martial world started to point fingers at Moyong Sang-ah.

“I barely survived.”

Upon hearing this news, a man with black hair gazed up at the blue sky of the Central Plains and chuckled.