Synopsis
I transmigrated into a martial arts novel.
Not as a supporting character, nor even as an extra, but as a thirteen-year-old girl who had never even been mentioned in the story.
βLooks like I’ll be spending the whole day doing laundry again today.β
My job in the novel was a maid in the Heavenly Demon Cult.
I had taken up this high-paying job because I wanted to give my grandmother, who had raised me all by herself through difficult times, a comfortable life.
The problem was the story itself.
The Heavenly Demon Descends.
It was a novel where the male lead, who had such a cruel personality that he would tear even his closest subordinates to pieces whenever he was in a bad mood, eventually conquered the entire martial arts world and took everything for himself.
Fortunately, I had transmigrated into the story while he was still young.
My contract as a maid was for five years, and I only had to endure two more months before I could escape the Demonic Cult.
But then my plans were thrown off when I was suddenly assigned as the male lead’s personal maid.
Now, if I wanted to survive, I had to prove that I was useful.
So I desperately focused on doing my job.
And before I knew it, the male lead was staring only at me.
With an incredibly terrifying look in his eyes.
βIs there… anything else you need?β
My dream is to travel around the martial arts world hand in hand with my grandmother, but I’m not sure if I’ll ever get the chance.
The male lead is one thing, but why does the Heavenly Demon keep looking at me with such a meaningful gaze?
And why does the Pavilion Master of the Ghost Soul Pavilion keep dropping by my grandmother’s noodle shop?
The male lead’s brothers were strange, too.
Why were they all so interested in me when I’m nothing more than an ordinary maid?
βYou resemble my first love.β
βYou are my final love.β
βYou are a member of our family.β
Huh?
Me?






