A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 132



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132.

#Again, ready (2)

Shadow. A request to be Mao’s signalman who never leaves his side.

“From now on, you are the Seven Martial Arts Guards that protect the Seven Princes, not the Iron Horse Guards.”

“Seven martial arts… … .”

“Forget about the iron horse. Many things will have to change. Right now, everyone will look down on you, and some will be suspicious and try to poke you. But for now, crouch down for a while. I’m not telling you to bow your head. I’m telling you to bide your time. The more you endure, the more opportunities will surely come. This is your chance to show how great you Huns are.”

Guyu nodded at his words.

It’s not something I understand a hundred times over. But I trusted Jang. If he says something, it must be right.

“Whether it’s martial arts, swords, or elixirs. If you need anything, find Hongran. The cost doesn’t matter. If you can become stronger, do whatever you can. I’ll support you in everything. Don’t forget. You are the sword and the face of the Seven Palaces.”

“……I get it.”

After Jang Il-seo finished his final greetings, he got up from his seat.

Now is the time to leave.

Shh …

The bamboo forest sways as if to see us off.

I’d like to at least say hello to Mao, but if I do, he’ll insist on going with me.

‘I’ll be back soon.’

I just said hello in my head and walked away.

Before we know it, we pass through the bamboo forest and Hongye Bridge appears again.

Moonlight sparkles on the water.

A cool breeze blows and the surroundings are quiet with no people around.

I thought this kind of loneliness was quite familiar in my life.

‘Hahaha! Hey, Jang-seo!’

Maybe it’s because of that noisy Mao guy, but I’ve been feeling awkward for no reason since coming to Qixiao Palace.

One unnecessary emotion interferes with the mission. The distance from Mao is just right now, and the familiar distance is a quiet distance.

however.

“Hey, Jang-seo!”

A loud voice, as if it were an auditory hallucination, rang out from behind. I turned around and saw a guy standing panting at the entrance of Hongye Bridge.

A tall, red-haired man with a lazy face.

“Mao?”

“You punk. I knew you’d do this. I knew you’d run away without saying a word. Do you think I wouldn’t know? You’re really getting away with it!”

Ha. A hollow laugh escapes my lips. I look behind him and see Guyu standing there shrugging his shoulders. He complains that he didn’t wake me up.

Soon Mao comes walking towards us with angry strides.

“You didn’t sleep?”

“How can you sleep when the guard who was guarding the house is out and not coming back?”

“It’s okay. Now that you have a baby, you can sleep at ease.”

Jang Yi-seo smiled and turned around.

“hey.”

Then Mao calls him again.

“I did not allow you to die.”

“Why are you asking for permission for something like that? How petty.”

“So don’t die.”

“Even if I die, I won’t die.”

“Wait a minute. So what if I’m in danger? What if only one of you and I has to survive?”

“Of course I should live.”

“Hey, you!”

“I told you not to worry.”

With those words, Zhang Yishu started walking again. You heartless bastard. Mao frowned with a hurt expression.

But Jang Seo, who was walking, suddenly stopped walking and opened his mouth again.

“Your Majesty the Seven Princes.”

“why.”

“Be strong.”

“uh?”

“It is an inevitable fight. Only one person can stand, and it will end only when everyone else falls. That is the way the war for hegemony is. So no one can protect anyone by sitting still. I will definitely come back alive… … .”

Jang Yiseo turned around again. His forehead was soaked with sweat and his complexion was pale.

But his eyes were deeper than ever. Mao unconsciously tensed up as if he was standing in front of his older brother, and his lips twitched.

Then he smiled brightly and said,

“Become strong. So that you can protect everyone with the hands of the Seven Princes.”

“Jang I-seo… … .”

“I will definitely return before the fight with Maga.”

Jang Seo-ga takes the lottery ticket and bows politely.

I’m serious.

This kid is real.

Mao bit his lips tightly.

You have to become stronger. Only then can you protect yourself.

It’s so easy, and everyone knows it.

But has it ever felt this big?

My heart ached because I felt like I had hurt Jang Yi-seo.

“I will become stronger… … . Definitely.”

“That will be fine.”

Jang I-seo turns around again and walks out of Hongye Bridge.

And by the time he was gone.

“Jang Yi-seo-eeee! You have to come back alive! This is an order aaaaaaa!”

Mao shouted at the top of his lungs, “I’m leaving this world.”

And Jang-seo turned his head slightly and looked at it vaguely and thought.

‘Hey kid. Just give me a room. I’m dying. Haha… …Sick.’

I pressed my prickly hair with my index finger.

What a helpless guy.

He’s a total idiot with no qualities to be a spy.

however…….

Sigh. I wonder why I’m laughing.

“I’ll be back-!”

Jang Seo-do also responded with a loud voice.

“huh!”

The Seven Princes’ Assistant, Jang Seo.

It starts from Doksangak.

* * *

A few days after Jang Il-seo left.

The sun sets and the moon rises over Wolgwangho.

The time when the fishing boats are at their most active.

As always, the place was packed with people, and brightly lit lanterns shone brightly instead of the sun.

“Rouge, it’s been a while.”

“Welcome, sir.”

Hongran looked so busy that she didn’t even have time to open her eyes as she went around greeting people.

In the past, he would hide his appearance as much as possible and show a mysterious attitude, but now he walks around with an escort and greets people.

She started her business in earnest as instructed by Jang I-seo.

Thanks to this, the popularity of this place continues to soar day by day.

Of course, the reason she did well wasn’t just because of her beauty.

“It must have been hard to come such a long way, so I brought you some alcohol to quench your thirst before you leave.”

The luxurious box the servant received contained a bottle of silk and a silver scroll beautifully packed in it.

“Haha, why is this happening… … . If I do this, will I be able to break the connection? If you need anything, just tell me anytime.”

“No problem. Then, please take a look, sir.”

Whether it’s martial arts, rank, or family, if there’s even one reason to form a connection.

He gave money to a customer who came to spend money according to the rate.

In this way, rumors spread, and those who passed on brought back more greetings, and in this way, Chwiseonru began to gradually establish his position in the Demonic Cult.

And just as Jang Seo prophesied, there were those who watched them, for good or for bad.

*

– Ilsogung Heukhwawon (Black Flame Garden).

“Thousand-War Weapons!”

Despite the shouts ringing outside like a melody, Grand Duke Cheon Mu-gi sat in his room, nobly holding his brush.

It was already the umpteenth time he had called, and the ghost demon standing next to him opened his mouth while scratching at his bandage.

“It seems like the engineer is very angry. Is it okay if I leave him alone?”

“Leave it. It’s understandable that he would feel wronged if he became greedy for the youngest’s seal and ended up losing it. Just leave it alone so he can vent his frustrations.”

To some, it looks like a brother thinking of his younger sibling, but the corners of his mouth are already up in a cheerful manner.

The leaves on the tree that I was drawing were growing longer and more refreshing than on other days.

At that moment, Cheonmugi was in the best mood.

The reason was obvious, of course.

“Jang-seo. I never thought you’d bring a bunch of thieves from outside. Well, I guess it’s better than ordinary people who haven’t even learned martial arts.”

The Seven Princes’ Assistant, Jang Seo.

He’s the guy who was annoyingly asking me for 100 pieces of silver.

I had no idea that you could handle things so quickly and cleanly.

At this point, I had to acknowledge his abilities. That’s why I sent him a big Eunwonbo.

“But what a pity. I never thought the money you sent me would end up being pocket money.”

I heard the news that he was dying.

I always wondered if I would be able to take it in and use it when I become the owner of Manma.

“I guess my fate is like that.”

The Grand Duke moved his brush with a face that showed no sign of regret. Then the Ghost Demon Lord moved his lips as if he was nervous and said.

“Your Highness, the process is a bit unclear.”

“What are you talking about?”

“They are just a bunch of thieves, but they are just outsiders. But the Biryongdang, who are responsible for this, haven’t said anything? Considering the personality of the party leader, it would have taken a long time for them to come out with such a rumor… … .”

“Even if she tells you, can you believe her? She’s a woman who lies as easily as eating rice. It would be better if she kept quiet so that we could discern the truth.”

“That’s true, but… … .”

The expression on the ghost demon’s face, covered by a bandage, didn’t improve much.

In the meantime, there was also news that the Three Elders were leading the Mengpae Demon Corps and heading to the suburbs.

Anyway, the situation was ominous in many ways.

And Cheonmugi’s temperament was not bad, as he was able to trample on the extinguished fire again.

“Don’t worry too much. I’ve already told the fourth one to investigate. If there’s a problem, he’ll come back even if it means taking a poisoned spoon.”

Only then did the ghost horse nod its head.

The Emperor of Shadow and Sword, Sagongja.

Unlike other successors, he is a member of the Salhondae (殺魂隊), an assassination organization directly under the cult leader, and was promoted to the position of Venerable Son when he was just a leader.

Although he was of humble origins, his abilities were never doubted.

“Haha, now that I think about it, Jang Il-seo and the fourth one have a lot in common. They even worked in the Counterintelligence Corps and the Salhon Corps at the same time, and they both have the same fate of following others around. Also, since they’ve spent their whole lives just following orders, they know very well that they’re beasts. And without even knowing that, there are livestock that think they’re human.”

Cheonmugi continued drawing with a faint smile on his face.

And then, outside, the voice of Muhan, who had suddenly turned into livestock, rang out forlornly.

But he won’t know.

What happens when those who only follow others decide to do so?

What I’m saying is that the most dangerous thing in all things is my own back.

Anyway, while Cheonmugi had put his mind at ease about Jang Seo, there were others who were suspicious of him.

*

– Maga (麻家) Gyeongcheonchae (敬天寨).

The main house where the Iljang-ro Bukmyeongma-gun Maileong resides.

Most of the Mines are desperate to come here at least to say hello, but the eldest son, Mysin, has hated this place since he was young.

Respect. Heaven.

Everyone else bows down to me, but you tell me to just respect heaven.

I wasn’t in a very good mood since I was a child and didn’t know anything.

So his dream was to become heaven.

Heaven, the successor to Cheonma, whom everyone must respect.

However, this desire twisted his natural arrogance and inferiority complex into madness.

The Heavenly Weapon and Mao that he looked down on.

Those two guys just happened to become little skies.

Shame, humiliation, and despair created an obsession, and this obsession was directed towards Mao.

Step and step again. Keep stepping.

I will trample on the sky until the moment I die.

however.

“Brother, have you heard? That bastard Mao has finally started a business!”

Why does it keep going up no matter how much I step on it?

“Even if they are a group of thieves, this could really happen. No, it shouldn’t happen! How could a bastard like that run a household? Didn’t you say so yourself? If that bastard runs a household, I’ll chop his hands off.”

Ma Jin-gu, who had thrown away his crutches, came in, grumbling.

At this, Mysin wiped his forehead and spoke softly.

“Jingoo.”

“Yes, brother.”

“Go and get the brazier.”

“Are you really going to support me?”

“Do I have to tell you this twice?”

“Oh, no! Is there anyone outside? Bring me a burning brazier right now! Quickly!”

“… … You look really excited?”

“How could I do that!”

Suddenly, the door opened and a brazier that the servant had brought was placed on the floor.

Inside, the wood is burning bright red.

“Brother, but even now, what you said back then was so foolish… … No matter how much a man’s words are worth a thousand gold… … Kaaaaaaah!”

Cheeeeek!

Majin-gu’s hand, which was suddenly grabbed, was dipped into the brazier.