A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 124



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124.

#Unexpected development

Wheeeeeeing!

One side of the Kowloon Fortress was blown away as if it had been eaten by a dragon. And beyond the breached wall, warm sunlight seeped in along with the wind.

Soon, the vast expanse of desert that had been covered by yellow dust came into view. The sandstorm had ended, as if signaling the end of the war.

But for a while, no one said anything.

It happened so suddenly that it felt like a dream.

It’s so amazing. I can’t believe it.

That’s why it was more like that.

Chaenggrang.

“Uh, uh… … ?”

And the same was true for Mao, who had finished the fusion and returned to his original form.

I dropped the spear in surprise and looked at my hands.

“What did I… … do?”

My mind was blank. I remembered everything that had happened, but it was as if my spirit had left me and was watching me as a third party.

A strange experience where it felt like it wasn’t me, even though I was the one who did it.

The first emotion I felt was not the relief of winning, but the fear of having my body taken away.

“Your Majesty the Seven Princes.”

“Jang I-seo… … .”

However, as I see him approaching me, the dark clouds slowly clear away.

“Did I… … do a good job?”

Shaking pupils. Trembling voice.

He asks like a younger brother who desperately wants recognition.

Jang Yi-seo responded affectionately, as if he were a brother who respected him more than anyone else.

“Enough.”

“Really… …?”

“Yes. The Seven Princes saved everyone.”

“Me, me?”

“Of course. He’s a genius.”

“Hahahahahaha! That’s right! I really am a genius!”

Only then did a big smile spread across both of their faces.

“Wow, Confucius. You are a scary person. I really didn’t know you had such great power hidden inside you. I was really surprised.”

“Innkeeper.”

“It’s Soo-oh. Now, please call me more comfortably. After all, we’ve shared our lives together.”

“Puhahaha! Kid. Got it! Guest.”

“Cow… … Yes.”

Soo-oh nods, salutes with two fingers, and snickers. Then a little boy limps over.

“It’s pretty good… … .”

It was the sixth prince, Maeng Hui.

“You little brat! Is that what you’re saying after I saved you?”

Maeng Hui turns his head away with a frown.

It wasn’t because I didn’t know that you had saved me.

I saw it all.

Even as my breathing stopped, I clearly saw Mao risking his life to save me.

That’s why it was more like that.

‘You almost died too, idiot.’

I was just so grateful. That’s why I couldn’t even say anything.

therefore…….

Maeng Hui bit his lips and whispered softly, mustering up his courage.

“……all.”

“what?”

“… … That’s it.”

“What the hell.”

“Thank you! Thank you! After hearing all that. You unlucky bastard!”

“Hahahahaha! Okay, I know.”

Mao and Peng Toraj are having a blast. Zhang Yishu and Soo-oh smiled faintly as they watched this.

And so the fight ended.

And soon everyone’s gaze naturally turned to one place.

“Big, big boss… … ”

“Black… … .”

A place where Asin and Cheolmajeok gathered, shedding tears in disbelief.

Guyu, the dragon on the battlefield who fell, covered in soot all over.

That’s where he was.

“Did I… … lose?”

Guyu muttered, staring blankly at the ceiling.

The cries of the subordinates who had gathered around him were not heard.

The fire dragon swept away every last bit of energy he had left.

There was absolutely no strength in my hands and feet.

It was a complete defeat.

He, who had reigned as a dragon on the battlefield, was defeated by a young demonic cult student.

But something even more vague than that.

‘Is this the end for the Huns…?’

It was a dusty ending that his own defeat would bring.

And as if to confirm this, a loud noise rained down from the lower floors of the Kowloon Fortress.

Kwakwang-!

Search thoroughly!

It was them.

The forces of the Demonic Cult waiting outside.

Biryongdang and Maengapgwima-dae.

They came in just as the sandstorm cleared.

“Protect the captain!”

At Asin’s shout, the soldiers of the Iron Horse Army jumped up and surrounded Guyu. Jang Yi-seo and his party just watched indifferently.

And after a while.

“Everyone, stay still! Hohohoho!”

A middle-aged woman wearing a pure white robe and a green jewel on her forehead.

The leader of the Biryong Party, Myo Chae-kyung, appeared, bursting into laughter.

Ss …

Leading the elite party members with golden flying characters engraved on them, they took over the room in an instant.

However, his narcissism only lasted for a moment.

“Yes, my lord!”

As the adjutant pointed to one side, a dark shadow fell over her face.

“You, Your Majesty?!”

Because Maeng-Hwi, who was thought to be dead by now, is alive and well.

Even Zhang Li and Mao are together.

‘Iron horse, you idiots! What the hell have you been doing up until now? Not killing a single one of those idiots. No, but why… … does it always seem like you’re losing?’

It didn’t look that way, it just happened that way.

It’s literally the epitome of confusion.

Neither of them looked in great condition, but Guyu was barely able to sit up despite being battered and bruised, while Jang Yiseo and his party stood tall.

There is no way Myo Chae-kyung, who lives off of rice cakes, would not know this.

‘The Iron Horse… lost? To those guys?!’

This is an unexpected development.

Who is Guyu?

He is the one who defeated the five generals of the Sanwang family, who were difficult for even he to defeat.

But I lost to a mere janitor, a guest house owner, and a bunch of little brats.

“Dragon Lord. What is going on?”

As her mind began to wander, a quiet voice flowed in from behind her.

Clank, clank!

A man walking leisurely between the armored demon cavalry, holding a long spear.

An absolute master of the Demonic Cult whose mere presence oppresses the air in the room.

This is Samjangro Maeng Cheol-yong.

“That, that… … .”

Before Myo Chae-kyung could answer, his gaze had already fallen on a boy.

His own son.

To the sixth prince, Maeng Hui.

“Just listen to me first… … .”

When Myo Chae-kyung tried to open her mouth in a hurry, Maeng Cheol-yong ignored her and approached her, shouting at her.

“What on earth have you been doing?!”

Boom! A powerful force that shook the earth.

“Th, Elder… … Huh!”

Maeng-Hwi hiccuped without realizing it, feeling a mixture of joy and fear. Then he was so startled that he covered his mouth.

‘Oh, scary.’

Even though it is a meeting between rich people, my shoulders naturally hunched. Just standing in front of them makes my heart pound like this.

Maeng Cheol-yong opened his mouth and looked around fiercely.

“Let me ask you again: What on earth is going on?”

“Elder, first catch them and investigate them all, then talk to them… … .”

“The Lord of the Flying Dragons-!”

“Huh?!”

Kwaang! Samjangro Maeng Cheol-yong let out a roar and stomped his feet violently.

At this, the earth shook as if there was an earthquake, and Myo Chae-kyung, whose feet had been numb, sat down in shock as if she had been knocked unconscious.

Then Maeng Cheol-yong aimed the tip of his spear at her Adam’s apple with an extremely cold gaze and said.

“If you interrupt me just once, you will know how lonely the Dead Sea is.”

This place is beyond the reach of our school.

He said that if they failed, he would kill them all with force. And she knew that it wasn’t a lie.

‘You fucking ignorant old man!’

So, contrary to his feelings, he swallowed hard and nodded with a bashful smile.

Once again, Maeng Cheol-yong’s gaze turns to Maeng Hui.

A cold silence.

Maeng Hui spoke carefully, wetting his drying mouth.

“Uh, Uh… … Elder… … . Assistant Zhang and Mao did nothing wrong. They were all trying to save me. So don’t misunderstand… … .”

“That’s all I can say.”

Swaaaah.

Before Maeng Hui could even finish speaking, a vast and overwhelming energy that went beyond anger emanated from Maeng Cheol-yong’s body.

Then he continued speaking in a voice filled with extreme disappointment.

“I’m not saying that I won. I’m not saying that I’m going to kill you. Is that all?! Those guys are innocent…?”

That’s it! Why am I that? As Mao was about to step forward, Zhang Yishu put his index finger on his lips and stopped him.

The atmosphere is ominous.

From here on out, it’s up to Maeng-Hwi to figure things out.

And Jang-i believed in Maeng-hui.

“… … Then that won’t work?”

As expected, Maeng Hui also opened his eyes wide for the first time, breaking free of his fearful inner self as if he could no longer bear it this time.

“Jang Bo-jo and Mao are my friends. And they are not guilty of anything. They say that something is not there. Then what do you say? So. No one should blame those two. If there is a mistake… … it is all my fault.”

Ha. A sigh escaped from the mouth of the three elders.

How dare you speak against me now? Of all people, you are the youngest son, Prince Yuk Gongja, Maeng Hui?

“Boss Zhang, Mao. Because of me… … I’m sorry.”

Even Meng Hui bows his head deeply to Zhang Yishu and Mao.

The three elders were shocked when they saw this.

What did I just see? You dare bow your head to the Seven Princes and their assistants in front of me?

“What are you doing now-!”

Even though Maeng Cheol-yong was raising his voice, he didn’t care.

Maeng Hui bent his back and did not straighten it. It meant that he would not get up until he received the apology.

Finally, Mao answered, licking his lips and tapping his shoulder.

“If you know, pay me back.”

“What do you want to pay back? Your Majesty the Sixth Prince. We are more grateful that you have cleared up this misunderstanding.”

“Chief Jang… … .”

Only then did Meng Hui and Zhang Yi stand up. Then Mao looked at each other with affectionate smiles.

Then Maeng Hui turned around and spoke to his father with a cold air as if nothing had happened.

“I repeat to the Three Elders: If there is even the slightest problem with Mao and Assistant Zhang… … I will absolutely not remain silent.”

Huh… … Is this what it means to get hit in the back of the head by your child?

I want to scold him right now, but there are a lot of eyes watching.

Anyway, he is a prince who is higher in the hierarchy than me.

Maeng Cheol-yong just glared at them fiercely and shouted at his subordinates while gritting his teeth.

“The police… … I will go back and question you thoroughly from start to finish. Bring in the Six Dukes!”

Yes! The demon corps that followed his stern command rushed in. Maeng Hui sighed deeply at the harsh treatment. It was always like this. If words don’t work, then force will do.

But now I wasn’t as scared as before.

Zhang Li. Mao.

Because I have friends.

“I’ll go first. See you later… ….”

Maeng Hui forced a smile and disappeared, leaving only a greeting behind.

“Damn… I wouldn’t do that even if I was looking for a lost dog.”

Mao, who was left behind, showed his displeasure completely. This was because he thought of himself, who was born as an illegitimate child and grew up receiving all kinds of abuse and contempt.

But I quickly realized how one-dimensional that thought was.

Shh …

As soon as Maeng Hui disappeared, an incredible amount of murderous energy that had never been seen before emanated from Maeng Cheol-yong.

The acting that Noh Ho has shown so far is at the level of child’s play.

‘Wh, what kind of life is this… … .’

It’s a feeling of oppression that feels like your skin is being torn apart.

“Who touched the body and skin of the Sixth Prince?”

Who said that the three elders do not think about their children?

You’re wrong. There definitely was paternal love. It was just twisted.