A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 18



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18.

Tianshan Mountains in Xinjiang, located at the western end of Central Plains.

This place, where the Cheonmasingyo is located and commonly called Cheonsan, has five spectacular views that will captivate anyone.

The eternal snow peak is covered in pure white snow all year round, and when it piles up, an avalanche falls for four days.

Daeseokrim (大石林), a narrow and narrow rocky mountain that reaches 3 ri (approximately 1,200 m) above sea level, is said to have thousands of narrow, narrow rocky mountains, so that once you hide in it, you cannot find it even after you die.

Sunakwon (水樂園), where dozens of waterfalls falling through the forest are said to calm fiery hearts.

Cheonmajeon (Heavenly Demon Hall), a labyrinth inside a cliff that was created over hundreds of years.

And the last fifth.

A small, isolated island floating alone in the middle of a large hot spring lake surrounded by mountains without a single bridge.

The name Cheonsangdo (Heavenly Island) was given because the rising steam resembles clouds.

She lived here.

The owner of a cozy manor built next to a small ferry.

The adopted daughter of Cheonma, and the person who recommended Jang Yi-seo to Chilsogung.

The Three Princesses and the Four Seas.

That’s her.

*

A turquoise hot spring surrounded by a rock wall in a cozy outdoor garden, surrounded by bushes and fog.

“hmm.”

Sa Hae-ryeong dipped her snow-white toes into the water. The temperature was just right. Soon, as she slid down from her knees, through her slender waist, to her chest, she felt like all the accumulated fatigue was flying away like steam.

It had been a long time since she had enjoyed such a peaceful life in the palace.

Especially these days, due to the fierce competition with my brothers, I felt like even ten bodies would not be enough.

This time, I returned to Samso Palace after a long 50 days, so what more can I say?

“hell.”

But this sweet rest was more than a luxury for her. She hadn’t even been there for very long, and she immediately called her assistant, Narak.

“Did you call?”

Then, Narak appeared from behind, bowing his head like a ghost and prostrating himself.

Gulp.

As Sahae-ryeong stood up, water droplets slid down his pure white body. Then, as he lightly turned his internal energy around, all the moisture on his body began to drop and float into the air.

And then choaaaak!

As she waved her hand, it flew into the bushes like a shower and landed there.

It is truly amazing how he can control it rather than simply push it out of his body like Mao.

Sahae-ryeong whirled the cloth lying next to him and wrapped it around his body. He then passed by Narye with his beautiful bare feet and said.

“What happened to that kid?”

That child. The only one she can call home in this cruel and savage world.

Mao, the last of the seven brothers, is the only one.

Narak followed her and answered calmly.

“As expected, it looks like it came straight out of a slaughterhouse.”

Slaughterhouse! Did she also know that they would show up at Wolha Village?

“This is a gate that the child must pass through at least once in order to stand up. If he cannot escape the pressure of the family, he will be locked in the well forever. I think Jang-seo knows that by now.”

The fact that Mysin has a close relationship with the Sassi brothers is something that only a very few people in the church know.

And she was also among those few.

Everything from the reason Mao is now living as a loser to the fact that everyone around him is under threat of murder.

Even though she knew all this, she sent Jang Yi-seo as her assistant.

She came into my room through the garden without any hesitation, shook off the rag, and changed her clothes.

Narak lowered his head and waited silently.

There is a glimpse of trust between the two.

Sa Hae-ryeong, who had tied her hair up and was wearing a gorgeous red and black outer garment, sat down quietly on the chair and asked again.

“Is it Sado-cheol who personally stepped in this time?”

The eldest son of the Sashi brothers and the head of the slaughterhouse.

She thought that if he had moved himself, it would have been a sure defeat for Zhang Li and Mao. In fact, Narak didn’t understand it very well.

Given the circumstances, it seems like he’s trying to raise those two, but why isn’t he giving them any help?

“This time, it seems that only the executives, the devils, have moved.”

Narak answered. Then a faint smile appeared on Sahae-ryeong’s lips.

“You were lucky. But that’s also a skill.”

“But we can’t be at ease. The executives, including Brother Sa, are recognized by the Presbyterian Church and the Oryongdang. No matter how skilled they are as counterintelligence agents, it would be difficult for a 7th-grade demon to block them. Furthermore, when I saw the impure bets coming out of their bodies… … .”

Narak recalled his meeting with Jang Yiseo.

With that level of skill, it was obvious that irregular and turbid energy was leaking out of Jang Yi’s body.

In short, someone who can never reach the peak.

On the other hand, the devil of the slaughterhouse has already broken the wall of climax.

“You can’t beat the best masters with proper tactics. That’s right. But what I need is not a baby bird waiting for its mother in the nest, but a falcon that will fight even if it means falling.”

“Even if I die?”

“Well, we’ll have to go there to find out.”

Narak tilted his head as if he couldn’t understand. Sahae-ryeong looked at him and let out a faint laugh.

If I hadn’t seen it myself, I would have thought the same thing.

but.

‘I’ll take the left three.’

‘Okay. I’m not the type of person to suffer losses. Just do this. Then I’ll take the right-hand side.’

It is clear that when Jang Yi-seo was ambushed by assassins at the Chwiseonru, he had one more opponent to deal with than himself.

‘Don’t move.’

First, he ended the fight and blocked the Yongpi Mountain with his body.

You can’t judge everything just by looking at it, but it’s clear that at least one movement is difficult for even you to gauge.

Moreover, although internal energy is advantageous in winning or losing a fight, it is not absolute. The conclusion is determined by who stabs the blade into the opponent’s heart first.

“If it were you, Narak. How long do you think it would take to deal with you?”

“Are you talking about the devil?”

Narak’s eyes, which had very little change in expression, were filled with doubt. It was something he had never thought about.

Why? Because he’s such a bad opponent.

It might be a very rude question, considering that he was the youngest leader of the Gwangryong Party, the most radical of the O-Ryong Party.

But Narak thought for a moment and answered honestly.

“If the devil takes the lead, it’s a ten-match. If not, it’s a two-match.”

“I see… …I see.”

Sa Hae-ryung laughs even more deeply at Narak’s confident words. This is his pride in his aide.

She said, turning her head away.

“Even if it costs Jang Il-seo a thousand hap, if he can just break the devil. Then, can we look forward to it?”

Seven Princes Mao.

That moment when that child becomes a strong ally and takes flight.

“Jang-seo. I hope you don’t disappoint me.”

Sa Hae-ryeong’s heartfelt support echoed throughout Samso Palace.

*

– Wolha Village Chilsogung.

“Put it away.”

Two words came out of Mao’s mouth.

“Kkaaaaaaah-!”

At the same time, a scream similar to the sound of a bird burst out from the devil’s mouth. Woof woof! Then, sound waves spread out fiercely in all directions.

An invisible weapon that damages the inner ear the moment it touches your ear, causing fatal injuries!

Yes, that’s right.

The name of the assassin with a pigtail, Mak-gwi, was not a martial art, but a sound technique of a master that shook the mind by putting internal energy into sound.

The muscles he’s built up and the clothes he wears that reveal his teeth are all a lie to let his guard down.

This is also why Narak said that if the devil made the first move, the fight would last more than ten rounds.

Moreover, if you look closely at his surroundings, you can see that his subordinates have already plugged their ears. It was truly a surprise attack.

“Ugh.”

As expected, Mao, who was the first to be hit by the sound of the sound, felt a ringing in his ears and the world around him spun around.

Then, he fell to his knees with a thud.

He was able to endure this because he had internal energy like the ocean. If not, he would have already passed out with blood pouring out of his ears.

‘no……!’

Just staying awake won’t make a difference.

With blank eyes, he pitifully looked at Jang Seo, who would become the prey of the assassins. But at that moment.

“Order. Follow.”

He lifted the umbrella with indifferent eyes as if nothing had happened.

and.

『White Thunder』

Kwajijik! A pure white lightning bolt ripped through the battlefield, tearing through the sound waves.

“Kkaaaah… … Ouch!”

puck!

And the dagger flew to the open mouth of the demon who was screaming and came out through the back of its head.

One move.

thud!

In just one move, the 6th ranked devil in the slaughterhouse fell backwards without even closing his eyes. It was an instant death.

“Wh, what!”

The assassins are baffled as if they have seen a monster.

But it was already too late. It all happened in an instant.

ping!

Jang-seo caught an arrow flying from the roof with his left hand, spun around, and threw the arrow in the same direction it came from.

puck!

The assassin on the roof was pierced through the forehead.

He returned after dealing with the demons, and with the pure white blade in his hand, he stabbed the five assassins on his left and right, who had rushed to his aid, indiscriminately, like lightning, in the instep, side, chest, and neck.

dump.

The assassins who were lying down around the captain were all falling down one after another.

What’s even more surprising is that no one screamed even once. Even Mao, who was watching, couldn’t even breathe properly.

Why? Because it happened so fast. Because it happened so quickly. It really felt like lightning struck.

“You, you… … .”

So the situation was resolved.

And Mao muttered, stammering, as if he had forgotten that he was kneeling.

Thud, thud.

Looking at him approaching me.

You said you were a 7th-grade noble. You said you just wanted to get promoted.

I’m talking about the guy who was bragging that he would hold on tight and climb up there.

“What are you… … .”

Mao’s two eyes tremble without mercy.

As I looked up at him, who was standing right next to me, a halo appeared behind him. A halo so large it was blinding.

And he said with a smirk.

“As the assistant chief.”

what?

“I promise.”

what.

“Little Leader. I will make it for you.”

ah…….

He held out his hand. Mao looked at it as if he was possessed.

Neither big nor small. Just ordinary. And yet, for some reason, I want to hold on to that hand tightly.

“Let’s go up together.”

He smiled brightly.

“Jang I-seo… … .”

And for the first time, Mao called his name properly.

chuck.

Finally, the two people’s hands met.

With my own eyes, I captured a new relationship that cannot be described in words.

“You have to be prepared if you don’t want to fall.”

“You better be prepared to catch me. Even the leader has given up on me.”

It’s a pride, Inma.

The two people smiled at each other.

Jang Seo, the best agent of the Rock Carving and a spy of the Murim Alliance.

And the greatest scoundrel of the Demonic Cult, the Seven Princes Mao.

Two people who don’t get along at all and can’t get along at all finally get on the same boat.

The destination is Sogyoju.

The deadline is until the day it is achieved.

Assistant, it’s a start.

#There are only two of us (1)