A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 135



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135.

#To Doksan-gak

Sanchae (山寨), located not far from Ilsogung Palace.

“Ugh, so. So you’re saying that the Archduke’s brat gave money to that aide?”

The owner of this place, Lee Gongja Muhanseong, sat in his quarters with the corners of his mouth twisted.

“Yes. I confirmed that a large sum of money flowed from Cheon-ga to Ilsogung late at night, and that the money was transferred to Chilsogung.”

“So. That assistant… … what was his name?”

“This is Jang Seo.”

“Yes, Jang-seo. That guy met with the Archduke’s son while I was at Samso Palace and struck a deal.”

We didn’t talk about the deal. But the best story. The face of the snake that was reporting, the desperate Jo Yang-ak raised his sharp eyes and lowered his chin.

“Hehe, look at these kids?”

Infinity smiled brightly, revealing sharp fangs. Although he was originally known for his laughter and hearty personality, this was the only time he smiled with his fangs exposed.

The painter reached the end of his rope.

While he was foolishly fighting with the Four Sea Spirits, wasn’t the Grand Duke playing around with the youngest?

“Cheonmugi. Is this the only reason you didn’t even turn around when I called you that? Because you were stuck with the youngest?!”

Kwaaang!

The wooden wall shatters into pieces as the fist is swung backward.

It was built with black wood, a strong material, but there’s nothing that can be done about it. It would have been the same even if it had been an iron wall.

“If this continues, I’ll look so ridiculous.”

“Please show me an example.”

“How. If we catch the Cheonmugi brat, only the third one will benefit. As for the youngest… … . The moment we touch him, Cheonmugi and the third one will run to Cheonmajeon and report him.”

It means that you have the will but no means.

What is needed at times like this is the cruel brain of Baekgoedan, the assistant Jo Yang-ak.

“If we handle it without anyone knowing… …then there won’t be a problem, right?”

“Are you saying we should send some water?”

“I heard that Jang Il-seo set out on a journey at dawn.”

The eyes of infinity flashed.

“Where did you go?”

“It’s Doksan Pavilion. It’s in Gwiseonggok, which you can get to by taking a ferry half an hour from Jangho Lake.”

Jo Yang-ak chuckled. At this, Muhan-seong also burst into a sinister laugh.

“It’s the perfect place to die without anyone knowing.”

“Yes, because the waters of Jangho are deep.”

“Haha. Right.”

Infinity nodded. It meant that he agreed. It meant that he should go and kill them immediately.

“Our youngest is now all grown up, so we need to treat him like an adult. If he gets greedy and reckless, he’ll get a stomachache and lose people, right?”

“That is a great teaching.”

“But how did you find out? The kid who left at dawn.”

“I originally planned to go secretly, but I caused a commotion by saying I was seeing him off at Chilsogung.”

“Hahaha! What can I do about my poor youngest? I tried to save him, but I ended up losing him instead. So, who will be the hero to catch that brat?!”

As Muhansung shouted loudly, monsters laughed and shouted throughout the dark place.

“Leave it to me. I will tear off all your limbs and come back.”

“I will skin you alive and throw you into the Chilsogung Palace. Kikki!”

He spits out harsh words without even blinking an eye.

One hundred loyal followers who follow the scholar. They are a group of photons known for their extreme roughness.

If they are from the same family, they will be able to get away with it.

“Then, you two there. Three over there. You go and come back.”

Infinity chuckles and lightly gives an order.

But Jo Yang-ak narrowed his cold eyes even further and advised.

“I think you’d better be careful this time.”

“What more should I be careful about? It’s just pickling a single pine tree.”

“I’ve heard some strange rumors recently.”

“What rumors.”

“It’s not certain, but it is said that someone saw Wang Woo being carried out on a stretcher from Chilsogung Palace.”

“That Wang Woo that the fifth one raises?”

“Yes. And it is said that the old man has not been seen since the day the bloodless prince visited Chilsogung.”

Infinity frowned. Not because he didn’t trust Jo Yang-ak, but because it was so absurd.

Although Wang Woo and No-jun are one level lower than the other aides, they are definitely those who have made it to the list of Il-baek-ma-seong.

It is said to be stronger than most major powers.

But that’s just from the group leader?!

As the thoughts of infinity were about to become too deep, Jo Yang-ak cut them off.

“It’s natural for a martial artist to hide 30% of his skills. Whether it’s using secret weapons or poison. You can’t take Jang Yi-seo lightly.”

“hmm…….”

Infinite nodded with a face that was trembling at the teaching tone. Originally, Jo Yang-ak had strong martial arts skills, but he had a brain that Infinite did not have.

Although he may be impulsive, his charm lies in the fact that he manly admits if there is something he is better at than me.

“Okay. What’s the alternative?”

“You may have gotten lucky, but your opponent is a third-grade aide. You should treat him accordingly.”

“chamberlain……?”

“Please send the Sword Old Man Double Killer.”

Thump. Even Baekgoedan, who had been chuckling at Jo Yang-ak’s remarks, and Muhanseong, who had been spitting, held their breath.

Sword and Old Man Killing Each Other.

It was one of the demon heads that once caused a bloody uproar in Guangxi Province, and it was one of the swords that Muhanseong had hidden in preparation for when he would later face the Grand Duke.

Not only is the cruelty indiscriminate between men and women, but even Jo Yang-ak, who is said to be on par with Narak and Hwan-sa when they attack together, would have a hard time guaranteeing victory.

In particular, there were many masters who were good at ambush and joint attacks and lost their lives because they let their guard down.

If they had stepped forward, even if Jang Seo was a master who had hidden 30%, no, 90% of his skills, there was only one possible outcome.

Destruction.

but.

“Isn’t it time for them to take it out yet?”

“I have never been harmed by my words so far. It is a matter of taking the side. If we do not show an example this time, the Grand Duke and the Seven Princes will only laugh at us. Please… … make a decision.”

That’s true. Infinity nodded.

I can’t stand living like this.

He took a card out of his bosom and threw it.

A red wooden sign with the word “出” and a strange pattern inscribed on it.

“It’s not like I usually have a hard time holding those old people. If you’re going to use it, do it properly. There won’t be any more complaints. As always, don’t disappoint me.”

Jo Yang-ak accepted the challenge and answered with a sly smile.

“Yes. There is absolutely no way Jang Il-seo will return alive. Ever.”

* * *

– Gwiseonggok (鬼聲谷) Doksangak (毒産閣).

Gulp gulp gulp!

Somewhere in a rugged canyon with rapids flowing between towering cliffs.

You might wonder who would live in this place filled with yin and yang, but surprisingly, there is a manor located on the land carved out of the cliffside.

A place where a stream flows down a steep cliff, and where moss and pine trees grow on the cliff.

Its name is Doksangak (毒産閣).

It was the place managed by the only member of the Demonic Cult, the Six Elders of the Demonic Cult.

And there was a patient who came here today.

“At this rate, even medicinal herbs will turn into poison.”

A man smiling while raising the brim of his black hat with his index finger.

Jang Seo was the assistant of the Seven Princes.

He came here as the magician said.

To treat the broad immortal toxin that remains in the body like a parasite.

“Well, it wasn’t really a place I wanted to come to.”

In the world, people used to compare the Sacheondangga of the Jeongpa and the Doksan-gak of the Demonic Cult. They said that they were similar in that they practiced poison and medicine.

But that’s just a statement made without much knowledge.

The attitude of doctors and patients here was different.

Usually, it means wanting to live, wanting to survive.

If a unified, determined will is the foundation, then here they were always anxious to kill each other.

Does that make sense?

Where is this place?

The lord of the devil, the devil’s cult.

What kind of people would come all the way to Doksan Pavilion to the Cheonmasingyo, where magic and sorcery run rampant?

Most likely, they were either already crazy or on the verge of going crazy due to the addiction to money.

Then are the doctors who have to treat those people normal?

you’re welcome.

This is where even normal people go crazy.

Jang had been here several years ago after being seriously injured during a mission.

There is an anecdote that I remember from that time.

The doctor who was looking after the patient next to me was putting in a needle. Seeing him sweating profusely and putting in all his effort, I thought that there is no boundary between sincerity and evil in medicine.

So I waited for my turn with peace of mind. But.

‘asleep-!’

Suddenly, the doctor screamed and stabbed the needle into the blood vessel.

‘No, what is this!’

Of course, the patient stuck out his tongue and died instantly. It was a bolt from the blue.

I was dumbfounded and asked him what he was doing, but he pointed to the dead man’s eyes and suddenly left.

Bloodshot, red eyes. Constricted pupils.

In the end, he was unable to control his magic and killed it before it went berserk.

Doksangak was that kind of place.

A crucible of madness, a battlefield against the mines.

“In that sense, I can understand the birth of a broad sense. Just as there is no seer under a treasure, there is a broad sense between the light.”

Anyway, I never thought I would come to Doksan-gak, which is like a den of such evil spirits, again.

Squeak!

After a while, the main gate of the mansion opened and the doctors of Doksan Pavilion appeared.

Their appearance was truly unique.

He wore a protective armor on his chest, and a helmet and a black short staff hung from his waist.

It roughly means that if you make a mistake, you will be hit in the patient’s head with a club instead of a needle.

And the most impressive thing is… … .

“Where are you from?”

The head, the eyebrows. Not a single hair.

He said that even while practicing solo, it is common to fall behind, so he maintains a hairless state until he reaches a certain level.

They all have sharp, sharp eyes and no hair, giving them a cold appearance.

anyway.

“I came to see the magician.”

When Jang Yi-seo took out a nameplate with the number three (三) engraved on it from his bosom, the doctors quickly bowed their heads.

It’s a world of difference from when I came here as a leader.

“I will serve you.”

The two doctors walked out first. Jang-seo nodded and followed them.

And the remaining crowd… … .

“Your Majesty, it seems to be that guy.”

“hmm…….”

He approached a man of a hideous appearance, with a head and neck twice as wide and large as the others, and whispered.

Just looking at their gloomy expressions, it doesn’t seem like they have good intentions.

“There is a rumor going around that the elders have decided to appoint the author as the next footnote. Are you just going to watch this happen?”

Incomprehensible. The devil has appointed Jang I-seo as the head of Doksan Foothills.

The relief was dismissed with a frightening look on its face.

“Nonsense. Nothing has been decided yet.”

“However, it has already been several decades since the elder took up the post of chief priest. He does not come to Doksan Pavilion often. He should have given up his post a long time ago… … Ugh!”

Boom, boom! The short staff that the doctor had raised without thinking shattered the doctor’s head.

The club does not forgive any remarks that go beyond the line.

That’s a head-smashing goblin.

The iron rule of Yehong, breaking the head of a demon.

“Take him and sew him up.”

“yes!”

The doctors rush out carrying the fallen person.

And then, with his sharp eyes, Bu-gak-ju Yeop-gwang looked intently at the inner quarters where the demon was staying.

‘Jang I-seo… … .’

The man that Ma-ui has been talking about the most recently.

Thinking of Jang Il-seo, the assistant of the Seven Princes.

*

“Kekekeke, you managed to find it before I died.”

Meanwhile, Jang Yi-seo finally meets him in a vine-covered house located inside Doksan Pavilion.

“How have you been?”

Thump, thump. The old man holding the snake-headed staff.

This is Samajun, the six elders who are commonly known as the devil.

“Alright. Sit down.”

The place where the devil resided was just the right fit for him.

On one side, instead of a wall, there was a high natural cliff with a stream running down it, and the room was filled with unidentifiable plants and longevity stones.

“Don’t touch it recklessly. Unless you want to add one more poison to the broad sense. Tsk tsk.”

It seems like it’s not good for the body.

Jang shrugged his shoulders and sat down at the table in the center.

Then the magician brought tea and served it to me. It was tea with red flower petals in it.

“Is this okay?”

“Why? Do you think it was poisoned?”

“If you’re going to add more poison anyway, you might as well just touch the poisonous plants.”

“Kekekeke, you’ve gotten more and more into it. Don’t worry and just listen.”

Psik. Jang Il-seo smiled, drank the tea, and expressed his thanks.

“Thanks to you, I survived.”

“Is that all you have to say to the person who saved you?”

“I don’t think I’ve bought everything yet. What are my chances of buying it?”

Look at this guy. Ma-ui’s eyebrows shook at Jang-seo’s meaningful words.

“How did you know that it might be difficult to treat?”

“My body is proof that the Great Doctor is alive. I thought the Demon Doctor had enough reasons to save me. However, the poison still remains in my body, and you didn’t even listen to me about the Great Doctor and went first, telling me to come back. Well, I wondered if I needed to prepare.”

Huh. The magician opened his mouth wide and shook his head.

“Anyway, you’re just being useless and being overly thoughtful. Are you the one who knows that and is laughing?”

“Should I cry?”

“Get rid of it. The person I hate the most is the one who whines that he’s in pain. That’s the kind of person I turn away from even after trying to fix him.”

“You’re a magician, aren’t you?” Jang Yi-seo smiled and drank his tea.

Still, my gratitude was genuine.

If it weren’t for him, no one in Kowloon would have survived.

Jang Yi-seo said with a serious expression.

“Probably… … dead.”

“hmm?”

It was the whereabouts of the person he had promised. Ma-ui opened his eyes wide as if to confirm it again. Jang I-seo added.

“The broad mind was empty and the danjeon was empty. In that situation, he tried to apply suction therapy to me, and both my hands fell down with them cut off. That’s when I got hurt.”

Jang Yi-seo raised his hand and showed it to Shiferezin.

“her…….”

Gwang-ui died. It’s hard to believe, but I didn’t think he would lie in this situation. And he even mentioned the absorption therapy that only a few people knew about…

‘If I had fallen from such a high place without any internal energy, I would have definitely died. But… … .’

Ma-ui narrowed his eyes and repeated Jang-seo’s words as he asked.

“If he’s dead, he’s dead. What do you mean he’s probably dead?”

“Hmm… … .”

“Does something make sense?”

Yes, there is. To be honest, there was something unsettling about it. First of all, not finding the body was a big thing, but more than that.

“It seems like you were waiting for someone.”

Bang! The demon slammed the table.

“Who are you talking about!”

Well, I don’t know about that. But I’m sure it’s something I’ve been waiting for.

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

He told me that too.

“It’s okay. Say something. Come on!”

Well, it’s not like there’s nothing to expect.

“maybe…….”

“maybe?!”

“I think it was someone from our school.”