A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 149



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149.

#Chilsogung, departure! (1)

Jang Yi-seo said calmly.

“We have to go back to where we were.”

“Are you talking to the Seven Princes?”

“Yes. I’m sure everyone has been waiting a long time.”

“It won’t be an easy road.”

“If you know, please help me.”

“Ku …

“Don’t push yourself too hard.”

“The guy who wanted to use me to my heart’s content is now pretending to be worried. Enough.”

The poisonous snake laughs.

“Remember. The Immortal Poison Demon Art is a martial art that consists of five stages. If the first stage is a puddle, then the fifth stage is an ocean. The depth and scope are different. However, with your current level of skill, you can only reach the first stage.”

I nodded my head naturally. His immortal poison magic was a super-high-level martial art worthy of being called a divine art. The amount of energy required was on a different level.

I guess in order to become successful, you have to break through at least the wall of super-climax.

In that sense, Gwangyi, who melted the iron wall with a tiny amount of experience, is already a top-notch master who has reached the 4th stage. I didn’t know it before, but I know it now.

“It’s natural to hide your abilities in the tough world of martial arts, but the more you hide, the more dangerous it becomes. Be careful in everything you do.”

It was an extremely obvious statement, but Jang-seo nodded sincerely and thought about his words.

“Yes, I will do so.”

Dokma smiled warmly at that true appearance and opened his mouth again.

“I have sinned greatly against Him… … .”

It is the story of a master who was kept closed like an unwritten rule.

“But without a chance to apologize or repay you… … he suddenly disappeared. So… … I will live the rest of my life only for you.”

I can feel deep regret and determination in Dokma’s words.

Jang Yi-seo thought about it for a moment.

Because I have some idea about my master’s whereabouts.

I’m not sure, but if it suddenly disappeared one day, the reason would be…

‘It’s most likely due to blood ties.’

Wasn’t it clearly written on the wall?

‘It won’t be long before he comes out of hibernation. An immortal being. A blood god.’

To be honest, I didn’t take it seriously because it was such a ridiculous story. Also, I thought it was a person from the distant past who had already passed away a long time ago.

If Master Hana is a character from the previous generation… … .

‘It may be something that is still going on somewhere right now.’

Moreover, my master is probably someone who was sent as a spy from the same faction as me. That is why he must have kept the Cheonmago well hidden so that only the spy would know about it.

I hope my successor isn’t a mine.

My master was that kind of person.

But would a master who eliminated the leaders of the Demonic Cult and even the Heavenly Demon just leave the Blood Cult alone?

no.

It is highly likely that they moved to chase after the bloodline.

‘But if I say this, my uncle might only pursue blood relations for the rest of his life.’

Perhaps it could be a self-destructive act that would result in losing the Dokmara card of conversion.

While his worries were deepening, Sa-suk said.

“If you go down that waterway, the boatman will come. The commotion is over, so you can leave for Chilsogung.”

“Right now?”

“Why? Do you hate it?”

No, that’s not it. I was planning on leaving soon anyway. The sooner the better.

How dare you just leave without saying goodbye.

“Or, would you rather greet each and every one of the doctors as you did today and then leave?”

“No… … . I’ll just go.”

“Haha, okay. You go ahead. I’ll come and see you soon. It won’t take long.”

Dokma smiled faintly. Jang-seo also smiled bitterly and nodded.

“Okay, then stay healthy until then.”

“Okay. You too, be careful.”

“Yes, private tutor.”

After exchanging unexpected greetings, Jang Yi-seo took heavy steps.

‘It’s better. This is the right thing to do. Even if Sa-suk finds out, it won’t be of any benefit to me.’

One step, two steps. He consoles himself by saying that it is an inevitable choice as a spy. In reality, there were many cases like this.

Deceive others and gain profit from it.

Isn’t that my destiny?

One… … . Why is that?

“Private school.”

“hmm?”

I stood there, unable to take even ten steps.

Have you fallen in love with her? Or have you gone crazy?

Anything.

I can’t go on like this. So I closed my eyes and said.

“I feel like I really have to tell you this.”

“hmm?”

“Master… … . Maybe he went to find the Blood Sect.”

“What is that!”

It couldn’t be anything but stupid. To choose to throw away the incomparable hand of Dokma with my own feet.

but…….

I’ve already gained a lot from this place. It’s a huge benefit that I hadn’t even planned on.

There is no need to take Dokma’s remaining future.

I thought that was the minimum I could do to show my gratitude to my Master and to the person who called me family.

“There is a record left by the Master. It says that the Blood Lord will awaken soon.”

“Bloodline… … That’s ridiculous… … .”

“Besides, Gongsun Jeol is still alive… …. Perhaps there are still remnants of the Blood Cult left.”

Jang Yi-seo let out a sigh of relief as if he had said everything he wanted to say.

It’s okay if you leave like this.

I could send it off with a smile. I thought that would be better.

Then at least you won’t feel guilty.

But.

“… … It doesn’t matter.”

Dokma’s reaction was different from what was expected.

“It doesn’t matter?”

“okay.”

“Why?”

Does this mean that the Master’s traces are no longer important, or that it doesn’t matter if remnants remain?

The moment when you don’t understand and want to ask again.

“If he had moved, everything would have been over 40 years ago.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Whether you are the master of the Blood Cult or not, you will never survive.”

Ha. It’s good to speak highly of your master, but… … isn’t this too much blind faith?

“Is it because he is that strong?”

“Are you strong? That’s a stupid question.”

The corners of Sa-suk’s mouth drew a long curve.

“He is not strong, he is a god. He is a thunder god that no one can stop. Do I need to say more?”

Jang I-seo opens his mouth as if he finds it absurd.

But then again, what he said was right. After all, wasn’t he the one who killed the Heavenly Demon, the god of the Demonic Cult?

I feel like I said something stupid for no reason.

“Twenty years ago, the Heavenly Demon of the time wiped out the remnants of the Blood Cult. Even then, there was no leader of the Blood Cult. What does that mean?”

I guessed it.

“So you’re saying… the lineage has already been cut off?”

Dokma smiles brightly. What kind of person was his master to him? He said they were sworn brothers, but if you look closely, it was closer to awe.

‘In fact, he is a nobleman who became sworn brothers with Jeongpain and was even imprisoned in Doraok. In short, he is a man with eccentric thoughts. But, the leader of the Demonic Cult that worships power and the existence that destroyed Cheonma appeared… … .’

Something worth envying.

“Also, even if there are remnants of the Blood Cult… … . No matter how much they run wild, insects are still just insects. They can be trampled to death at any time. They’re just a little annoying.”

Is that so?

“And I tell you again, forget about him completely. He left over 40 years ago. It won’t do you any good to know about him.”

That’s true too. In the end, he nodded at the end of the argument. In any case, he decided not to follow his master and to stay with me.

I will have no more questions or concerns about this.

Finally said.

“I may ask for a lot of help in the future.”

“Okay then.”

“There may be some inconveniences.”

“I don’t care.”

“I don’t think you’ll think of it as just private tutoring.”

Then you won’t be able to use it cruelly.

‘So if you want to do it, do it now.’

Then Dokma smiled affectionately, came over, patted my shoulder, and answered.

“Until I get there, be careful.”

A pebble falls into a calm lake. Jang-i bows his head.

Then, after a while, he took a step back and politely bowed again and took the lottery ticket.

“I’ll wait, Sasauk.”

One burden on the mind is lifted, and an even heavier one is piled up. This is how martial arts are, layer upon layer of connections made with swords.

So now I won’t worry any more.

He turned around decisively.

Doksangakdo, Magido, and Dokmado.

I will use it as much as possible.

also…….

If someone harms them for no reason… … .

‘I will definitely repay you with blood.’

That would be the right path for me to take.

Jang Yi-seo slowly disappeared from sight.

Looking forward to meeting them again someday.

and…….

‘The leaves that grow are black flowers that contain magic, but their roots are like white lotuses… … They look very similar to you, brother.’

Even after Jang Seo left, Dok Ma stood there blankly for a long time.

He was my brother, my lord, and the only person I trusted in my life.

Thunderer.

While drawing him.

*

– Wolha Village Chilsogung.

Shh …

The bamboo sways refreshingly. The wind is cool, and the sky is appropriately cloudy and blue.

This is a good thing.

“You chose me so damn well.”

Mao looks up at the sky and smirks.

A silver crown on neatly tied red hair. A luxurious black martial arts uniform that matches his long body.

And a spear dragon hung on his back.

Honam, which originally had an outstanding appearance, is now so stylishly decorated that everyone, regardless of age or gender, turns their backs on it.

“Are you ready?”

When I turned my head at the voice I heard, there was a tall man with muscles that couldn’t be hidden even by his martial arts uniform standing there.

Dragon of the battlefield, Guyu.

It was also decorated in a way that was incomparable to the previous one. It wasn’t flashy, but it felt old-fashioned.

Next to him, you can see Chwi Hong-ran smiling shyly, and Yong-tae and Megi clenching their fists and sending cheering looks.

It was today.

A long-standing grudge and a nemesis that must be overcome in order to move forward.

Bloodless Mycin.

That’s the day when we’ll put an end to it.

“Are you… okay?”

Are you okay? Heh. Yongtae snorted at her question.

“Of course. I’m a genius. Hahahaha!”

“Your pupils were shaking a lot.”

“Shut up, Meg! It’s because it’s cold. Because it’s cold.”

It’s cold, so why is it snowing…? Mao glared at them as if he was going to kill them, and Yongtae and Meggi became turtle necks.

One, everyone knows it.

The reason Mao is having a hard time is because Zhang Lishu hasn’t arrived yet.

“Anyway, you’re just making a lot of useless work and not even showing your face. You’re just getting away with it… .”

But contrary to his words, his expression was confident.

This isn’t Jang Seo’s fight.

Regardless, it’s something you have to finish.

“I’ll be back soon.”

He quickly smiled and walked towards the front door.

I can’t be sure of the outcome. Even though he’s unlucky, that bastard Mysin is strong.

But today, I definitely wanted to show you one thing.

That I am no longer the person who used to keep my mouth shut and just take it like an idiot.

This means that Chilsogung is no longer alone.

“Have a nice day, Confucius!”

“You must win!”

Yongtae and Meggi shouted, and Hongran clenched her hands together.

And squeak!

Let’s open the door wide.

Chuck! Starting with Gwapyeong and Asin at the crossroads, a hundred red-clad warriors lined up in a row majestically greeted him.

Iron horse.

No, now they are the Seven Warriors.

“let’s go.”

They finally hit the road.

The destination is Maga.

The target is Mysin.

It’s finally time to set out.