A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 152



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152.

#FriendshipBeat? (1)

“Let’s do that. Are you crazy? I’m asking you to give up your lives!”

“You just have to win.”

“Hey, it’s not that easy!”

“You didn’t come here to win.”

“I was thinking about losing too!”

“What an honest and irresponsible owner.”

Hahaha! Myshin laughs while holding her stomach. Mao blushes and says urgingly.

“Hey, you don’t know that kid. Look at his eyes. I told you he’s the kid who laughs while dipping his tongue in dead blood.”

Never.

“So, what are we going to do?”

Myshin cut him off as if he wasn’t worth listening to and stepped forward. In response, Guyu also walked forward confidently.

“Is there a war where you don’t risk your life? Let’s see who wins until the end.”

No, it’s not you who’s going, it’s me. And I’m not the type of person to go far to see someone off.

Mao was in a state of embarrassment. A burden weighed on his shoulders and made his mouth dry.

But right then.

“Don’t respond.”

The Grand Duke, who was sitting in the northern seat, stood up like a savior. Everyone’s eyes were drawn to him, and Mao’s eyes were filled with emotion.

“Even if it is a fight within the family, touching those belonging to the Chilsogung is like daring to point a sword at the supreme leader. Therefore, I cannot follow your will, Bloodless Duke.”

“yes!”

Mao clenched his fist and shouted.

I thought you were just strangers because you didn’t even treat me like a person, but you were my brother. We’re really connected by demons rather than blood!

“It’s something that has already been discussed in advance. I don’t think it’s something that the Archduke can agree to or not… … .”

Mysin seemed quite angry as he intentionally trailed off.

“What kind of habit is this! How dare you speak to the Grand Duke? Can’t you speak up right now?”

Mao lifted his chin and pointed his finger, and Myshin’s eyes turned even redder. As he continued to look at her, he felt his eyes getting hotter. He slowly averted his gaze.

Then the Archduke spoke again as if mediating.

“instead…….”

instead?

“I think it would be okay for the Maga and Chilsogung families to have a friendly exchange.”

Kung! Suddenly, Mao and Maishin’s faces were filled with joy and sorrow. A friendly, friendly, friendly word. Could that be something that could come out of the mouth of the Demonic Cult’s grand duke? It was not a different word, but a good word.

Who would believe such a ridiculous statement in this place filled with stagnant water?

This is definitely… … .

‘Inciting murder under the guise of a weapon.’

Ji Dae-ho and Sa Hae-ryeong’s expressions hardened. The Grand Duke’s intentions were so clear.

And the reason was also clear.

‘Jang Yi-seo. How dare you think you could fool me and get away with it? I’ll ruin everything.’

I thought he had brought some thieves to my house, but he was actually raising a tiger he had caught in a deep mountain valley.

And he did it after shamelessly eating all 100 of my silver coins.

This is an absolutely unforgivable sin.

‘Bloodless. I will give you a chance to eliminate all of those guys here and now.’

Cheonmugi met Mysin’s eyes with cold eyes.

They are not in contact now, but in the past, they were rivals and good friends who competed for the top spot.

If you pretend, it’s pretend.

‘It seems like you have a lot of things piled up against Mao. You want to use me like this.’

‘Isn’t that what you wanted anyway? Take it when I lay out the mat.’

Mysin nodded, smiling.

“Since the Grand Duke has said so… … I will follow his wishes.”

“Hey, Mr. Lee! Does that make sense?”

Mao shouted belatedly, but it was too late. The elders had already begun to show interest with shining eyes, and the head of the household, Maileung, also nodded willingly.

“Friendship Bimura… … That wouldn’t be bad either.”

It’s not that it’s bad, it’s that it’s bad! They’re going to rush in with the intention of killing you, but this is an unfair offer to anyone.

But Mao couldn’t scream that it was a dirty plot to kill him.

So what do you want me to do?

Because the answer is obvious even without looking.

‘These crazy people. These people see someone’s death as nothing more or less than entertainment.’

“Master of the Horongdang. How about you take charge of the secret martial arts?”

“Um… … . Okay, then.”

While Mao was absentmindedly watching, the table was already set.

At the suggestion of Iljangro Milesung, the clever tiger Ji Daeho stepped onto the stage and an impromptu friendly martial arts competition was created.

“No, these crazy people… … .”

“It’s better now. Trust me.”

“trough…….”

Mao bit his lips tightly. Then Ji Dae-ho approached Mysin and asked.

“Who will come out of Mark?”

“But to be worthy of the title of Chil-gong-ja, I think I should at least be like Maga Chil-gaek. Hehe.”

A sudden storm-like announcement was made to Myshin.

Huh… … . Saliva is being spat out from all over.

Not only the guests, but even the owner of the house, Maileong’s eyebrows shook violently.

Mao goes without saying.

“Oh, Magachilgaek? Are you saying that they’ll all come out?”

“The opponent is 100 people strong, so you have to do that much.”

It’s forced. There is no such thing as forced.

Are you saying that you will face all seven warriors now? With the Magachilgaek?

‘That’s ridiculous. What does this mean if you’re not going to kill everyone?’

Even within the Black Lama faction, Tak Ha-cheon was the weakest.

In other words, all seven of them are strong enough to be ranked in the top 100 of the Demonic Cult.

Among them, Dan Li-yeong, the first-class swordsman of the Heavenly Swordsmanship, is an absolute master who is on par with the elders.

But to fight them is like telling them to turn their backs and die.

The moment Mao was about to immediately reject the offer, Mysin quietly approached him and whispered.

“You can leave this place and go back. But do you think they’ll still be alive? It looks like the Archduke has no intention of letting them live.”

My mind went blank, and I instinctively turned my head towards the Archduke.

A truly bland expression. What is this? It’s nothing. Where did you hear the lie? At that moment, I was about to let out a sigh of relief.

Shh …

The one next to him, not him.

A chilling murderous aura could be felt from the eyes of the Ghost Demon Lord, whose whole body was wrapped in bandages. Directly aimed at Guyu and Chilmuwi.

“Decide. If you beat me today, I will apologize for all my past actions and take responsibility for them. I will also help you in Maga. Then they will be safe.”

An offer that is simply unbelievable.

“Jin… … jjaya?”

“Surely I would lie to someone like you.”

“And you still have that.”

“If you don’t believe me, don’t. The choice is yours.”

Mysin chuckled and stepped back. Mao was confused.

‘Jang Il-seo, what should I do in this situation?’

I don’t know. I really don’t know.

Whichever path you choose, it’s a bad move.

When he looked back, he saw Gwa-pyeong, Asin, Gu-yu, and Chil-mu-wi looking at him confidently.

As if telling them not to be discouraged. As if telling them not to care about whatever choice they make.

He’s just standing there with that exact expression on his face.

‘you…….’

Mao thought they were amazing. They could be so confident in such a situation. On the other hand, he thought he was incredibly foolish.

We came here to fight and achieve something anyway.

What is the problem?

If you don’t win, there is no next time.

“Okay. But just keep your promise.”

Mao opened his eyes wide and expressed his agreement. Ji Dae-ho, who had been watching silently, nodded and calmly took charge of the situation.

“The Seven Princes and the Bloodless One have agreed to a friendly fight among their families, and the Grand Duke, the First Elder, and everyone else here are the witnesses. The fight will be stopped when the other party becomes unavoidable or when I determine that it is no longer possible.”

It’s concise and clear. The bottom line is that no one is responsible if one of the non-combatants dies.

Mao and Maisin look at each other.

“Then let’s start later.”

As soon as Ji Dae-ho finished speaking, the two people turned around. Then, they each went out of the stage, forming a horizontal line.

It’s an operations meeting.

* * *

Meanwhile, in the VIP seat, Lee Gongja Muhanseong was staring at the back of Cheonmugi’s head.

‘What’s going on? Weren’t you fighting with the youngest? Then why are you fighting with Maga?’

Something feels strangely wrong with the situation. Doesn’t it seem to anyone that the Archduke is trying to destroy the Chilsogung?

‘Well, what’s the matter with that kid being on my side at all? He’s a guy who’ll cut you down without mercy if necessary.’

As Muhanseong snorted and raised his hand, Jo Yang-ak, who was standing behind him, came over and put his ear to his ear.

“He won’t come here, right?”

That guy. I’m talking about Jang I-seo.

Jo Yang-ak answered confidently.

“Yes. Absolutely not until the sky splits in two.”

“Are you sure?”

“I’m leaving, Your Majesty.”

“Yes, I know. The deadly poison Jo Yang-ak that will kill anyone who bites it.”

“Haha, you must be diligently crossing the road to hell by now.”

“That’s right… … .”

My right-hand man, Jang Bo-jo, died by my hand, and the rest of us were destined to cross the path to the underworld at the hands of my eldest son… … .

‘We’re going back to the abandoned palace before we can do anything. What should I do, I miss our youngest?’

Infinity smiled contentedly and leaned back.

* * *

– Jangho (Lake Jangho).

Meanwhile, Jang-seo, who was certain that Mu-han-seong and Jo-yang-ak were dead, was frowning at the stinging pain he felt in the soles of his feet.

“Is it a poisonous stinger?”

Phew! Phew!

Soon, a spray of water rose up from beside me, and the woman who had been knocked out by a step appeared, looking ugly like wet seaweed.

The powder had been removed, and she looked to be an old woman in her eighties. And there was a needle stuck between her knuckles.

“Did you stab it with that?”

At this, the boatman instead of the old woman smiled and opened his mouth.

The first of the two swordsmen is Galgiryong.

“There are two types of poison you have been exposed to. One is the poison of the ice snake on that needle and my sword, and the other is… … .”

“It must have been the incense that the old woman was giving off. It smelled bad.”

“Oh, you noticed it so well. That’s right. That’s the poison of the fire snake. If you get hit with just one, there’s no problem, but if you get hit with both, you’ll go through hell, going back and forth between extreme heat and extreme freezing. Just like you did a little while ago.”

“You guys… … who the hell are you?”

Jang Yiseo asked with a serious expression. Then Galgiryong, intoxicated with victory, answered himself.

“They are not the ones who would welcome a punk like you. So, consider your journey to the underworld as glorious. We are the swordsmen and slaves of the two.”

I’ve heard of them. They’re the devils who kill and torture people for fun, using poison and swords.

one.

“If you guys are the same age… …. You should be locked up in Doraok?”

“Wow, you knew that too. Now you have another reason to die.”

“How did it come out?”

“If a person who doesn’t even know the subject gets on the nerves of his superiors, nothing is impossible. Hehehe.”

“Huh,” Jang Yiseo muttered, caressing my chin.

“It looks like there’s a hole in the Doraok. I should go see the owner.”

“What are you talking about?!”

“You couldn’t have prepared this ship. Where did the original owner go?”

“of course…….”

As the dragon turned his head, a strange old woman swept her tongue frighteningly from her upper lip.

In the end, it’s a story of killing an innocent person just to get rid of me.

“Did you really have to kill him?”

“Why are you asking us that? He died because he was weak.”

In response to their shocking ridicule, Jang Yi-seo surprisingly nodded obediently and agreed.

“Yes, this is that kind of place. A place where those who have been wronged are asked to find out why.”

“That’s fortunate. But you have also committed a crime, so you have nothing to feel wronged about.”

“No. If you are mistaken, you are very mistaken. I have never offended the superiors. I am saying that I am not guilty.”

“You idiot! If there weren’t any, would we have come? And do you even know who your superior is?”

“Why would you think I don’t know? I am a third-grade assistant. This is clearly a mistake, so go back and ask if it is me.”

“Nonsense! There’s no way Jeolmyeongsu would have made a mistake. How thorough is that guy… .”

The expression on Galgiryong’s face, who had been speaking fluently, hardened, and Jang-seo began to smile.

“Lee Gongja’s assistant, Jo Yang-ak. He must have sent you.”