A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 112



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112.

#Gwangyi’s politeness (1)

“Chief Jang… … .”

Even in a near-death situation, you tell me it’s not my fault.

You are just light… … .

“You can’t lose it now.”

He even took out the black ink that he had been carrying around on his waist and handed it to me. It couldn’t be more reassuring.

“Yeah… … . I’m really glad I have Assistant Jang. From now on, I’ll do whatever you say!”

If you do that, I’ll be grateful. As Zhang Yishu nodded without hesitation, Mao stepped forward from the side to speak.

“Hey, you promised. Listen to me from now on.”

“Why would I listen to you, idiot?”

“Since Assistant Jang is my person, you are naturally my subordinate. Are you asking because you don’t know?”

“That’s funny. If you think about it that way, I’m your older brother.”

“whatever.”

“idiot.”

“What, you crybaby?”

“Are you done talking?”

“A will? I’m done. Hahaha!”

“You are dead!”

They fight whenever they get together. Soo-oh shook his head and approached Jang-seo to speak.

“Hey, what are we going to do now? Looking at the condition, it looks like he won’t live long if we leave him like this.”

“hmm…….”

Instead of answering, Jang-seo quickly looked around. But no matter how much he looked, he couldn’t see the broad meaning.

I thought it was definitely here.

“Was there anyone else in here?”

In response to his question, Meng Hui, who was struggling on the floor, kicked Mao hard and answered.

“There it was! It was an old man… … But he seemed a little out of his mind.”

“Where did you go?”

“I was the one who left. We were originally together, but a man named Guyu locked me up here.”

“Do you know where it was?”

“I remember fainting and waking up in the middle of the night. It wasn’t far. It was definitely around here.”

Then that’s fine. Jang Yi-seo nodded and wrapped his arms around Gwa-pyeong again.

“No, but who is that inspiration?”

“Let’s say you’re a member of the National Assembly… … .”

For now, that is.

* * *

– Kowloon Castle middle floor.

When Jang and his party set out to find Gwang-ui.

In the middle floor, a showdown between two absolute masters was unfolding.

Wheaaaaaaaaa!

A pair of dazzling eyes flashing through the hair that flows forward.

The leader of the Iron Horse Bandits, who can be called a sleeping dragon hidden in the sea.

Dragon of the battlefield, Guyu.

“quite.”

And this is the great enemy general Narak, the former head of the Gwangryong clan and the current assistant to the third princess.

Papapapat!

The close match between the two was so intense that it was a shame that it was staged so poorly.

‘Transformation of position?’

The sight was so fast that it left an afterimage, and countless fierce attacks were launched against each other in the time it took to breathe.

And when the scars on each other started to increase.

He stopped at a distance as if he had made a promise.

Are they trying to call a ceasefire?

No, not at all.

Now it’s time to do it right.

Shh …

The weight of the air hovering between the two people grew heavier, and the sharp momentum became so steep that it could even cut through paper.

This was due to the personalities of both people.

Some people carefully judge their opponents in advance and plan their strategies accordingly.

Narak and Guyu were the type of people who thought about it after they had clashed with each other. They thought about whether or not they were worthy of giving their all to an opponent.

And usually, this is a trait that appears mainly in those who were strong from birth.

The so-called natural top-tier strong people.

Since I haven’t really met a proper partner in my life, I had no reason to judge them and overcomplicate things.

But these people were never half-hearted when it came to meeting a real person.

why?

Because it’s a rare opportunity.

Because it’s a moment where you can feel alive and become stronger.

And they both felt that now was the time.

“… … .”

A hell that holds the small island in quiet silence.

His eyes, which usually look tired, shine sharply.

I already know about my opponent.

‘I don’t have any special martial arts skills, but… … .’

The spirit of immovability.

A strength stronger than a wild horse.

Explosive speed.

Ghostly reflexes.

‘The rest are all special.’

That being is none other than Guyu.

The movements are truly simple, yet nothing can be ignored.

Even though I haven’t learned the art of fighting yet, the momentum with which he was rushing towards me was like seeing the Green Forest Fighting King.

That means it’s both blunt and straightforward.

Boom!

Before I knew it, Guyu’s sword was stuck towards the abyss that had retreated to the end of the wall.

The opponent that should have been there was gone, and only the fist mark left in the iron wall remained.

In a split second, the abyss slipped away. And Gu-yu already knew this. Her two eyes continued to follow him. It was just too late to stop.

Whoosh! Without hesitation, I flew to the side.

『Seomra Yukgeom (閃羅六劍) Strong』

A dangerous aura emanated from behind.

And then, in the place where Guyu had disappeared, a silver-haired man appeared.

Pufufufu!

After stabbing the small sword into the iron wall several times.

Oh, right. He quickly pulls out the deeply embedded blade and shakes out the sword.

A state of such high strength that it can even cut through iron as if it were paper.

As he turned, his eyes, swirling with fear, were revealed.

It’s a mad attack.

That also means that he will do his best from the very beginning.

Papapapak!

And then the two men engaged in a fierce battle again.

Similar to before, but different.

Crunch!

The depth that each stroke of the knife gave was different.

puck!

The weight of the volume I took was different.

Where before there were only minor wounds, now it was full of injuries that made one frown even at the sight.

‘Was there someone like this hiding in the Dead Sea?’

‘This is the power of the Demonic Cult… … .’

We are secretly amazed at each other’s skills.

But it’s still too early to reveal it.

‘I’ll finish it.’

Narak grabbed the small sword again.

『Seomra Yukgeom (閃羅六劍) Kwae (快)』

And at that moment, it disappeared without a trace, raising a cloud of dust.

The eyes of the patients watching this grew wide.

Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh!

It was clear from the sharp sound of the wind that he was inside, but his figure was nowhere to be seen.

This means that it is ghostly fast.

One of them is the owner of the Ten Thousand Eyes, which can detect ten thousand movements at once.

Everyone missed Narak’s movements, but he was pursuing them with tenacity and speed.

Even as blood started to splatter across his body, he never let go until the very end.

And the moment his two eyes shine.

Wheaaaaaaaaa!

His sword, which had been thrown back as far as it could go, shot forward fiercely.

Unstoppable speed, awesome power that seems to shatter everything, and a trajectory that doesn’t waver an inch.

It’s perfect.

bang!

Soon there was a loud noise, and the abyss finally revealed itself.

Hot smoke rose from the friction between his two feet and the ground as they were pushed away.

And the abyss was in a state of shock.

‘You caught me before I could even take a few breaths.’

It was the first time.

Narak is strong without any flaws, but his specialty is speed.

His movements, which included a wide-range attack, were not easily caught by even the most skilled experts.

But.

‘He targeted every gap exactly.’

Because of this, the left arm that I gave away was useless with the bones broken. That punch must have broken whatever I blocked.

Anyway, this situation was truly dire.

Isn’t it like the former head of the Gwangryong clan, recognized even by the elders in the school, and a mere bandit are fighting without giving up?

of course.

“It would certainly be a waste to kill him like the manager said.”

Narak dropped his left arm and swung his sword with his right hand.

Then, whoosh! Red drops of blood soak the floor.

As I looked ahead, I saw five red spots on Guyu’s broad chest.

They were all marks from being stabbed by the abyss’ sword.

He too took flesh the moment he gave up one of his arms.

furthermore.

“You didn’t give it your all.”

That’s right. Narak kept his hands full, even though he could have stabbed deeper as he said.

It is true that Guyu is stronger than expected, but his opponent is the great enemy, Narak.

It is not something that can be broken so easily.

Guyu glared at him fiercely. He understood what he was saying without me having to translate it. It was about his pride being hurt. Narak replied as if it was nothing.

“Don’t get me wrong. I just had that random thought pop into my head.”

Guyu closed his mouth. He also knew Korean. So he immediately remembered what the bastard meant.

‘I’ll explain everything later! Just stop these guys for now. And don’t kill them!’

A person who ran wild while carrying a complaint and looking for a member of parliament.

Guyu’s brow furrowed.

I really don’t like these uninvited guests who suddenly showed up. How dare they act as they please, putting the lives of the Huns at risk.

“I won’t kill you.”

As the overwhelming force emanated from Guyu’s body, Narak raised his sword again.

and.

Kwaaaaang!

Once again, a loud noise echoed through Kowloon City.

* * *

– Upper floor of Kowloon Castle.

Creak.

As soon as Jang Yi-seo and his party opened the door and entered, they were sure that this was the place.

Because the peculiar scent of the elderly pierced my nose.

And, sure enough, as I went a little deeper and got used to the darkness, his figure came into view.

A white-haired old man hanging on the wall with his limbs sealed in chains.

“In a broad sense… … .”

A crazy congressman who studied under Doksan Ma-ui and Dongmun Ma-su.

Everyone was startled by Jang Yi-seo’s words and turned their gaze.

Then, the old man who had been lying there as if dead suddenly raised his head, revealed his white eyes, and burst into laughter.

“Hehehehe! Finally, someone who knows me has come!”

Perhaps it is because of the nickname, Gwang-ui. Even the cracking and tearing voice brings a great sense of intimidation, like a madman.

Maeng Hui muttered in an awkward voice.

“Boss Jang, I told you. That old man is not in his right mind.”

“No, who is that old man? How long has he been here?”

When Mao intervened, Meng Hui shrugged.

“I don’t know for sure. But I’m sure he’s an important person.”

“How do you know that if you don’t know?”

“Those Iron Horse bastards were more interested in that old man than me, the six-legged man. That’s enough.”

Haven’t you ever thought that the Iron Horse wouldn’t know your true identity? Mao licked his lips and looked at the old man again.

Then Gwangyi chuckled and said.

“Are you going to keep standing there? Come closer. Come closer!”

Jang Yi-seo approached him without letting his guard down.

The group followed in step.

Then, I saw that he had been locked up for a long time, his clothes were tattered and his body was skinny and boney.

Even the eyes that have turned white already seem to have lost a significant portion of their vision.

At this level, it’s close to torture.

“Yes, I knew you’d come. I knew you’d come to save me! Of course. You wouldn’t abandon me!”

Who were you waiting for?

“Ehehehehe! Kkekeke! Kehek! Water… … . Bring me water! Ehehehehe!”

He’s definitely not in his right mind. Mao comes over and whispers in his ear as if he’s seen something he shouldn’t have.

“That guy is a bit strange. Jang-seo, is he really a member of the National Assembly? He’d rather suffocate himself than save others.”

Maybe so. Honestly, Jang Seo didn’t know much about him either.

That he was a poisonous demon and a sacrificial lamb. That he received the price of treatment with his limbs. Lastly, that he was the one who stole the secret book from Cheonmajeon a long time ago and ran away.

Oh, and one more thing.

“The author is the one who created the unmarried mountain that spread throughout our church.”

“What, what?!”

That’s all I know for now. After listing them, I can clearly see that they are definitely not ordinary people.

But that wasn’t the only strange thing.