A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 162



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162.

#Are you confident?

There was a long silence among the leaders. It was right to assume that they were still unable to get over the confrontation between Jang Yi-seo and the Swordsman of the Heavenly Kingdom.

‘What on earth are you doing?’

In particular, Grand Duke Cheonmugi was greatly enraged.

The swordsman of the heavens was attacked without any reason.

Thanks to that, Jang Yi-seo did not die, and instead, Chilsogung received the miraculous medal for defeating Maga Chilgak.

It was a difficult task even for a blacksmith to accomplish, but something as simple as Chilsogung was able to do it.

I just couldn’t understand that.

If you didn’t give in on purpose… … .

‘No. I was the one who started the fight. And Jang-seo came in late. That could never happen.’

Cheonmugi immediately erased the suspicion that had arisen. Maga was a great loyal subject who supported him. Of course, he would not have betrayed him.

‘Then how?!’

Cheonmugi was confused. Of course, the reason was simple. Guyu was strong, and Jang Yiseo’s potential was beyond imagination. That’s all. However, those who are originally arrogant and stubborn do not easily acknowledge others. That kind of assumption was not in his head in the first place.

‘If even the bloodless army loses… … .’

My whole body shivers and my pupils shrink. It’s something I don’t even want to imagine.

‘You must win, Mysin.’

For the first time in his life, Cheonmugi desperately cheered on his rival, Mysin.

On the other hand, the third princess, Sa Hae-ryeong, was deeply moved. And she recalled the past days with Jang I-seo.

‘This much is enough for a year.’

The man who used to brag while sticking three fingers in my direction. He proudly brought Chilsogung, which had never been treated with any respect, to this position.

Who dares to do this?

My head is shaking.

Not just anyone could do it, no one could do it, but he did it.

‘You really are trying to keep your promise to me.’

All of Sahae-ryeong’s nerves were directed towards him. The more she saw him, the more she wanted to have him.

‘Jang I-seo… … .’

Today was another moment when his name was deeply engraved in her heart.

In addition, the head of the Geumryongdang and the five elders, Gwanggyo, began to show greater interest in Chilsogung, and the seven elders, Lee Du-sang-ma… … .

“It’s skill.”

“It’s a coincidence.”

There were still mixed reviews, with the affectionate Yangyo receiving favorable reviews and the ferocious Yangyu receiving harsh reviews.

But one thing is clear… … .

Now, no one in here could easily see the Chilsogung Palace.

*

Meanwhile, Ji Dae-ho was overcome with pride as he looked at the hardened leaders.

‘Can you feel it? Their gaze.’

It seems like it was only yesterday that we first met at Chilsogung. The ruined palace that was on the verge of collapse was now so dire that it threatened Maga.

For him, who had been watching from the beginning, waiting and cheering from behind, this moment of being recognized by everyone could not have been more thrilling.

“No, what on earth did you do this time? Who would have thought that the Heavenly Swordsman would be so terrified! Kekeke, you really are the best.”

“haha…….”

He even forgot his own role and praised Jang Yi-seo. Then he immediately realized his mistake and took a step back.

“Ahem, let’s meet up and talk about it later.”

“Yes, I have a lot to tell you.”

“Huh? Are you talking to me?”

“Someone played a prank on me.”

Jang Il-seo smiled and glanced at Jo Yang-ak and Lee Gong-ja, who were trembling from afar.

Let me say this again, today is not the day to punish them.

Today’s main character is… … .

“Hehe, you want me to believe this now? What kind of tricks have you come up with? Answer me, Jang Yi-seo!”

Crunch! The wooden chair that had been thrown hit the edge of the stage and shattered into pieces.

A man glaring with icy eyes.

Bloodless Mycin.

You are the main character of today. He climbed up onto the stage in indignation.

And there were those who instinctively turned red in the face at his appearance.

“A trick? What trick! What you did to instigate this kind of confrontation was a trick!”

The undiscovered Mao Da.

The match that will finally conclude today.

Mysin and Mao came face to face.

“The swordsman of the heavens was attacked by Jang Yiseo. Do you think that is possible?”

“Why not? You’re the one who’s going to get beaten up by me today.”

This kid… … .

“I was going crazy because I wanted to die so badly.”

“Oh. I’m in a great mood right now. If I beat you up here, I’d die right now without any regrets. So stop talking nonsense.”

Mao’s eyes flashed like a beast’s.

“Come at me, you little rascal.”

“Kuuuuu… … Khahahahahahaha!”

Mysin burst into madness. His terrifyingly constricted pupils flashed with life, and a tremendous amount of energy surged from his body.

Just standing on the stage is spine-chilling.

The eldest son of Maga, and once considered one of the best disciples of the Demonic Cult, his power has been fully unleashed.

Unlike the past when he was drunk on drugs, Jang Il-seo felt something was wrong and spoke in an urgent tone.

“Your Majesty the Seven Princes.”

Mao Hanama raised her hand as if to say that it was okay.

“I have a sense of humor. I’m not stupid enough to kick over the tower you and Guyu have built.”

“excuse me.”

“Don’t come out. This is my fight.”

“That’s not it.”

“Get down. That’s an order. While you were away, I sharpened my sword properly.”

“Okay, I understand. Where is that knife now?”

“uh?”

Mao is startled and touches my back.

“knife.”

“100 million!”

No. I was so nervous earlier that I started sweating, so I let it go for a moment.

He quickly put down his Chilmuwi and ran out of breath, carrying the Changryong Sword on his back again.

“If these kids weren’t here, I’d have to tell them they weren’t there! I almost got screwed.”

Really… … He’s still the same. Jang I-seo asked with a smirk.

“Are you sure about that?”

“no.”

hmm?

“Not confidence, but certainty.”

Sling! Mao laughs evilly and draws his sword.

Jang Yi-seo burst out laughing and went downstairs.

People don’t change easily.

But that doesn’t mean it’s easy, it doesn’t mean it’s impossible. It can change. Obviously.

‘So show me.’

It’s a player substitution.

As even the swordsman of the heavens was carried out on a stretcher, the once crowded stage was transformed into a stage for two people.

Tension is rising.

“You shouldn’t have come here. No, you shouldn’t have come up here. I’ll tear you to pieces and kill you.”

“That’s why you don’t have any friends. That’s because all you know how to say is like that. Tear, kill, carve. Are you a butcher?”

“Kuuuuu. You’ve always had a mouth like that. I should’ve pulled out your tongue when you were little.”

“Oh. You didn’t get to pick it?”

Mao sticks out his tongue and mocks her. Snap. At this, Mysin’s teeth grind as if they were going to break.

Quagwagwa!

And then the magic explodes again.

The heat of the stage that had cooled down burned like crazy, and the eyes of the viewers lit up once again.

“Let’s start.”

And with a single word full of anger from Mysin, Ji Daeho’s hand was raised in a flash.

The final showdown that will put an end to the evil that has tormented Mao his entire life has begun.

and…….

There was someone who was most shocked while watching this confrontation between these two people.

‘Where did it go wrong?’

The one who drank the most bitter liquor today.

It was none other than Mile Seong, the head of the Maga family and an elder.

He was deeply troubled by the current reality that was hard to believe.

‘Was Magachilgaek defeated by Chilsogung?’

How many times did I ask? At least five times. Even after experiencing that much, I still couldn’t believe it.

What is Chilsogung? It is an abandoned palace that even its father, himself, has abandoned.

But in such a place, they dared to destroy the stronghold of Maga.

‘Mao… … .’

His gaze turned to Mao. He was now provoking his brother, whom he had been too scared to even look at, by sticking his tongue out at him.

That sight now felt refreshing rather than absurd.

He thought he had given Mao countless opportunities, and he had never satisfied him.

A guy who couldn’t even stomp or attack, and just kept running away. Such a worthless idiot was not acceptable in Maga’s bloodline.

Trash that will never change.

That’s exactly what I thought.

But… … .

‘You are smiling now.’

He has changed. He doesn’t run away or hide. He was a guy who couldn’t even squeak when the whole world was criticizing him for being a loser and lived his life dead.

But now that guy is trying to fight my brother confidently.

‘Am I wrong? What on earth has changed you like this?’

At that moment, the words that the 6th Elder, Doksan Ma-ui, had said when Myshin came back injured flashed through my mind.

‘That guy from Jang-seo. Just watch him. He might be a blessing to Maga.’

Jang Yi-seo… … . Was it a coincidence? The moment he turned his head toward him, Maileung’s eyes met Jang Yi-seo’s, who was smiling at him from under the stage.

He didn’t look away or get discouraged. Instead, he kept looking at me as if he had something to say.

‘What is it? What is it that you wish for?’

Miles cleared his confused mind and turned his gaze back to the stage.

Mao and Mysin.

His two sons are about to fight.

At first, I thought the winner was clear. But now I’m not so sure. Jang Il-seo’s smile is always on my mind.

If a miracle happens this time… … .

‘Then I will hear the story from you directly.’

Miles watched the match with colder eyes than ever.

*

Jang-i came down from the stage and sat down next to Gu-yu. Then Gu-yu spoke to him with concern.

“Are you okay?”

Looking at the boy, he looked really bad earlier, but now that the urgent treatment is over, he looks quite clean.

“It’s because I’m empty inside. It’s okay.”

“You’ve worked hard.”

“Should I just do it?”

The two people burst into laughter. Chilmuwi, who was watching from behind, also had a warm expression on his face.

Guyu and Jang-seo. The two of them together couldn’t be more secure.

“Now only those two remain.”

Guyu made a serious expression and spoke softly while looking at the stage.

“What do you think?”

“Well, today is the first time I’ve seen him in person. But anyone who makes fun of Mao will be in big trouble.”

There was confidence in Guyu’s expression. Perhaps he had grown a lot without even noticing it.

“Believe me.”

Jang Yiseo laughs brightly. Gu Yu frowns at this, not knowing what to do.

“… … How easy it is to say something like that.”

“It couldn’t have been easy. You endured it well and showed it well. No one could have done it like you.”

“If you hadn’t come… … many people might have died.”

“No. That wouldn’t have happened.”

“Why?”

“I would never have let it go like that.”

Who. Guyu narrowed his eyebrows. But he quickly realized what Jang Seo was saying. Mao, their master. He was talking about him.

“I would have intervened in some way. I can’t stand to see my people die.”

That guy?! How can you talk to your master like that? He really is a strange guy. A smile appeared on Guyu’s lips.

I don’t hate this guy who makes me smile even when I don’t have a smile.