A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 127



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127.

#oath of submission

Jang Il-seo’s bold proposal.

And the answer that everyone was expecting came out so easily and simply.

“Is that true? If that’s true, then it’s not that hard. Hehehe!”

Aaah. Thud. Many soldiers, including Asin, collapsed, shedding tears.

A true miracle occurred.

“Is there no more reason to die now?”

Jang Yiseo smiled brightly at Gu Yu. Gu Yu still trembled with a scary face. After a while, he finally reached out his large hand.

When Jang Yi-seo tilted his head at this, he said.

“Give me your sword.”

“knife?”

What does it mean? Jang Seo took out a dagger from his waistband and handed it over.

Okay then.

Crunch! He cut my palm without hesitation, then knelt down and lifted my bleeding palm as if supporting it.

“Until the moment this body dies and returns to the land of rest. Now, our master is… …you.”

Oath of submission.

It was his groundbreaking oath to become a slave of his own accord.

When Soo-oh heard this, his mouth opened wide, and Mao tilted his head.

And the chapter is… … .

“Not me.”

He grabbed Mao’s wrist and placed his hand over Gu Yu’s palm.

Then she grabbed his other hand, which was bloodless, and smiled brightly as she spoke.

“Your master is here. Let’s just be friends.”

Guyu’s gaze changed in a complex way. But one thing was certain.

Thank you. That was a feeling I will never forget.

He turned his head and looked straight at Mao and asked.

“What is your name?”

“suddenly?”

“Tell me your name.”

Mao felt an inexplicable emotion at his question and answered softly.

“Mao.”

Guyu repeated his name several times.

“From now on, Mao will soon be… … our master!”

A sudden proclamation from the old man was made.

Maoooooooo-!

Then the unified shout of the Iron Horse Warriors resounded like the howling of wolves.

Everyone watching was shocked and astonished at how powerful the momentum was.

The same was true for Mao, the party concerned.

My skin all over my body felt tingly as if it had been stimulated. Soon my heart started pounding and my blood started pumping at a faster rate.

This was… …a thrill.

Mao’s lips slowly curved into a curve, and he, as if in return, shouted out loud for them to leave the world.

“Of course! From now on, you guys are my responsibility! Woohoohoohoo!”

Waaaaaaaaaah!

As Mao’s approval continued, the Iron Horse Army cheered and shouted his name incessantly like a command.

This is literally the peak of fraud. At this rate, it could even make it to the Cheonmajeon.

It was a miraculous moment when Mao’s first force was born.

“From now on, the Huns will have to live in our church. Is that okay?”

Jang Yiseo asked Gu Yu. He nodded without a moment’s hesitation.

“It doesn’t matter where you and your master are.”

“Okay then.”

Jang Il-seo smiles. It’s a truly harmonious ending.

Of course, So-oh, who was watching this, could not help but be shocked in a different way.

“No, but if I admit that you’re the master now, that would be treason!”

No matter how much you insist that you like each other, it’s a relationship that can’t be realized.

If this happens, wouldn’t it be nothing more than Mao creating an independent private organization outside of the Demonic Cult?

This was to the extent of directly blaming the other party.

Of course, Myo Chae-kyung and Maeng Cheol-yong were dumbfounded.

“Ohhohoho! This is going crazy! What are you guys doing? Why don’t you arrest them all right now! Take the Seven Princes and those two bastards away too!”

Yes! At her command, the Biryongdang and the Maengapguima-dae move again with fierce momentum.

A behavior that is completely incomprehensible.

But who said that?

Every word must be heard to the end. And Jang Seo has not finished speaking yet.

“From now on, I declare that all the Huns living here have become followers of the Heavenly Demon Sect.”

“What? Are there really such crazy people? Who are you? What qualifications do you have?”

Myo Chae-kyung laughed when she heard this.

Yes, that’s right. Jang is not qualified. But that doesn’t mean there is no way.

Jang Yi-seo took out a round card from his bosom.

Another divine seal with a different cause and effect from Baek In-jang.

An absolute nameplate with black and white front and back.

Then he said in a low voice:

“As the Black Night of the Gwangmyeongusa, I recognize the Huns as followers of the Cheonmasin religion.”

“who……?”

Myo Chae-kyung and Maeng Cheol-yong’s pupils shook without mercy.

Soon, he opened his eyes again and examined the nameplate that Jang Yi-seo was holding.

And gasp! I let out an exclamation without realizing it.

Because I just found out what Jang Seo had in mind.

It was a card with the seal of the Gwangmyeong Left and Right Lion.

A noble and sublime divine tablet that can express their will on their behalf, even if only for once!

“Let me ask you. Is this also far-fetched?”

As Jang Yi-seo held out the divine tablet, Dok San-ma-ui, who had come over without notice, accepted it and smiled brightly. Then, like a mean sister-in-law, she spoke in a sly tone.

“Hahaha! That’s right, that’s right. Look here, Samjangro. Look at this. It’s clear that Gwangmyeong Woosa has given it. If this is the case, then everything this guy says is true. Yes. Woosa has decided it like that.”

Oh, I got hit. Maeng Cheol-yong recalled once again what Jang Il-sun had said.

‘I told you clearly. These are the Seven Princes’ disciples. The moment you touch them, it will be considered treason.’

‘You’re being unreasonable.’

‘Do you think so?’

And then I remembered something I hadn’t known before.

That he was smiling faintly after he finished speaking.

‘It’s not a scarecrow… … It’s a trick… … .’

What caused this situation in the first place.

I was literally dizzy.

At this point, Jang Yi-seo isn’t just someone with great martial arts skills… … he’s also a genius of a peerless level with a brilliant mind.

“I understand that there is no further disagreement on this matter.”

“Ah. No… … .”

“If today’s incident causes unnecessary rumors to spread around the school… … then I will also formally raise the issue of today’s incident.”

A sigh of emptiness and bitterness came out of Myo Chae-kyung’s mouth.

Tens of thousands of emotions are expressed on the face.

We have to stop it. We have to turn the tables somehow.

‘Yeah. Didn’t those guys harm the party members? They’re making an issue of that… … .’

However, she had no choice but to freeze at the cold words of Jang Seo who came closer and whispered.

“Don’t think about it. If the lord does something again, then I will also find out why the third elder tried to kill me. What on earth did the lord say? I will go through everything without leaving anything out. Who will be hurt more then? If you are curious, go ahead. I will not stop you.”

This, this son of a bitch… … !

Jang Il-seo smiles faintly as he looks at her trembling face.

‘How much do you know about this?’

I don’t know. I knew a lot about Jang’s book.

A monster who wears a mask that looks like a trash can and taunts everyone.

A snake that bites you if you touch it carelessly.

“Don’t say anything. Nothing happened here. Don’t try to test me any more.”

A terrible sense of defeat sets in.

It was a crushing defeat.

Myo Chae-kyung finally bows her head.

That’s how it all ended.

With this, Mao gained the power of Guyu and Tie Ma Ji, and it was clear that he would take different actions from now on.

and.

dump.

“Okay, Jang-seo-!”

The last memory he has is Mao calling out to him… … .

Jang Yi-seo’s vision was enveloped in darkness.

* * *

Wheeing-!

A shady desert behind the Kowloon Fortress, where only raccoons and scorpions wander around.

“Ki, kikki… … .”

In this place where there were no people at all, strange, paradoxical laughter was scattered.

His name is Gongsunjeol.

It was a being called Gwang-ui.

Now he was dying from a fatal injury from which he could not recover.

Two completely twisted legs, two arms severed from the wrists. Blue blood flowing down the sternum that had pierced the chest.

It’s a miracle that you’re still alive.

Even his eyes, which had lost focus, were filled with darkness, and his body had passed the limit of pain and was now unable to feel anything.

“Heehee… … Kick… … Heeheehee… … .”

But even so, a smile kept appearing on his lips.

“Again, again… I want to… eat… … again. Keeheehee… … !”

Surprisingly, even in the midst of all this, he was only expressing his desire for someone.

The one who brought himself to this state, the one who was more pure and delicious than any energy in the world.

“Jang I-seo… … .”

All I could think about was him.

Even to the moment of death.

The fanatic obsession of a truly fanatic being.

And then boom.

A strange presence was felt in his fading mind.

Who is it? I can’t see, so I can’t tell.

no way.

“Hey, Jang-seo?! Did you come to see… me? Ki, Ki-hihi!”

Just once. Just let me taste it one more time. Just once!

The corners of his devilish mouth go up and his tongue twitches.

But at that moment.

Crunch.

A foot was placed on his lips, crushing his teeth with its tremendous weight.

“Kki, kki kki!”

A scream that was unclear whether it was a laugh or a cry. As soon as the weight lifted, his face was crushed in a horrible way.

What a crazy kid!

That moment when anger in a broad sense reaches its peak.

“Seven evils.”

Words that should never come out of someone’s mouth were spilled out. Another nickname for myself. And something that no one but them should know.

“You can’t even deal with the Huns properly and you’re creating this mess.”

The broad expression full of wrinkles suddenly became blank.

“Was it because of high expectations from above? Or was it that you were never qualified to be among the Eight Evil Spirits in the first place?”

“Now, just a moment… … .”

“Not only did you fail your mission, you also summoned me. You know the price for that.”

“Oh, no! Ha, just once. Just give me one more chance! Just once!”

“It’s not up to me to decide. And you know what? Success or failure… … whatever it is, it becomes a habit. Goodbye.”

“Stop! Oh, no! Jang-seo! I have to meet this guy again… …! Keuk!”

Bam! A foot landed on the broad, protruding sternum. Then the opponent leaned forward and asked back.

“Jang Il-seo… …?”

“That, that’s right! Keeheehee! That, that guy is so, so delicious… … .”

The faint sound of breathing fading away.

Gwang-ui’s eyes slowly rolled back. If this continued, he would die before he could even count to ten. Then all he had to do was take out his heart and return it.

That is one of the three evil spirits and his mission was ordered by his superiors.

one.

“Jang Il-seo… … .”

The man took a red pill out of his pocket at the end of the barrel and dropped it into the man’s wide-open mouth.

Then, his heart, which had stopped and melted away like smoke, slowly began to move again.

It’s an effect that will make Hwa-ta astonished when he returns alive, bringing a dying person back to life in an instant.

However, this is not so surprising if you know where they belong.

Because they are people who go beyond common sense and even revive the dead.

“I will leave your disposal to your superiors.”

He draped the fainting mask over his shoulders. Then he took the red mask out of his bosom and put it on, and walked leisurely through the sandstorm that was slowly beginning to swirl.

The world ruled by blood is destroyed.

Leaving only the faint sound of a commandment behind in the desert.

#After Guryongseong