A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 217



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217.

#Because this is that kind of place

Myo Chae-kyung curled the corners of her lips.

The acupuncture needle that Mr. Hyung took out looked like a medical needle at first glance, but it was the instrument that made him famous today.

“It’s the Nine Poison Needle. It consists of nine needles, and each time it’s stuck, it screams that it’d rather have its limbs cut off.”

I’ve heard of it. It’s also called a cleft palate because anyone can’t help but open their mouth.

“Kekeke, I see you know well from the look on your face. I’ll ask the next question after putting it all in. I hope you can hold out for a long time.”

“You’ll regret it.”

“You regret it, you’re the one doing it. The arrogance of young guys always excites me. Makes me look forward to it.”

Mr. Hyung took the acupuncture needle out of the barrel without hesitation. And Myo Chae-kyung looked at it and laughed.

“Ohhohoho! Jang-seo. I can finally hear your screams of agony.”

How long had I been waiting for this moment? My heart was pounding with excitement. And then, my brother’s first needle hit my instep.

“Ohhoho! Pray. Where are you going, please beg for my life!”

But.

“hmm?!”

Myo Chae-kyung tightly closed her eyes and opened them again. Jang Yi-seo’s expression was so calm.

It was natural.

‘It’s blue tree poison. It won’t kill you, but the pain is extreme.’

There’s no way this will work on him, who is invincible. This is worse than a mosquito bite.

“Teacher, what happened?”

Mr. Hyung, who was momentarily flustered, quickly relaxed his expression and said with a smile.

“Kekeke, you really are a mad dog. Seeing you holding it in so well. You must be crying inside.”

Yeah, not at all.

“But the viciousness of cleft palate is that the pain doubles as it goes on! Hot!”

Mr. Hyung burst into a fit of rage and stabbed the second time.

“I can clearly see how much pain you are in! What do you think? Do you want to cut off your feet?”

“No, I… … .”

“No way! Hot!”

Without even listening to the end of the sentence, he stabbed four needles in the chest at the same time.

Even so, it was consistent. Jang even yawned.

“Huh, how? Why is this… … .”

Sweat was running down Mr. Hyung’s forehead. On the other hand, Myo Chae-kyung recited with a fearsome air.

“What the hell is going on!”

“That, that… … .”

What would he know? Jang Seo took a shallow breath and answered instead.

“What are you asking? Sir, I bribed you.”

“Where are you coming from, talking such nonsense-!”

Mr. Hyung screamed. Jang-seo smiled faintly and spoke with his eyes.

I told you I would regret it.

And then he continued speaking again.

“I told you to remove the poison in advance.”

“That, that can’t be!”

“If you don’t believe me, you can receive it yourself. He’s someone who can easily be moved for a few pennies. I had high hopes for him since he’s the pride of Biryongdang, but he’s really that easy. Isn’t he?”

Myo Chae-kyung’s face distorts in a complex and subtle way. To be honest, it doesn’t make sense. When did I have time to meet Mr. Hyung secretly?

But the opponent is Jang Seo.

Just by looking at his face, you can’t tell what kind of plan he’s planning.

“Bring it.”

In the end, Myo Chae-kyung spoke coldly to her teacher.

“No! Absolutely not! Don’t be fooled!”

“Don’t you hear me telling you to bring it-!”

At the sound of a bird’s cry, Mr. Hyung frowned and pulled out a needle from Jang Il-seo’s body.

At this, Myo Chae-kyung glared at Jang Yi-seo as if she was going to kill him, rolled up her sleeves, and stretched her arms out to the side.

“Let go.”

“Oh, how… … hmph… … . Please believe me, my lord.”

Mr. Hyung fell to his knees.

“Let go-!”

But in the end, I closed my eyes tightly and pointed my spit at Myo Chae-kyung’s wild and wild aggression.

And then, bang! The moment the blood is stabbed.

“Kih …

The goral ascended.

“Hahahaha!”

Jang Yi-seo burst into laughter, and the Biryong Party leader threw his needle while screaming repeatedly.

Tears fell from my eyes because of how much it hurt. My brother cried, and Jang-seo cried too.

And Jang-seo barely managed to suppress his tearful laughter and said:

“You must not believe the boasts of Biryongdang. It’s nice to see you.”

“You little punk… … .”

Myo Chae-kyung’s mind was completely messed up.

It was clearly the pain of having my arm cut off. This clearly means that the subscription needle is intact.

But… … .

“Why are you okay?!”

“You don’t have to know. And please stop wasting your time.”

Knock knock. Myo Chae-kyung’s molars clacked together in a deep trembling. This was not a trembling caused by fear. It was anger.

“Jang Yi-seo-!”

Wedge!

Myo Chae-kyung kicked her seat and stopped her sharp nails at the tip of Jang Yi-seo’s neck.

Gulp.

Red blood is flowing out. If you go one inch further in, you will die.

Hana Jang’s eyes and expression were colder and more daunting than ever.

“Don’t do anything you’ll regret.”

“Shut up! You committed a serious crime by leaving Cheonsan without permission. No one will care if you leave here as a corpse.”

“I have never committed a felony.”

“There are two ways to leave Cheonsan. One, you must receive permission from Cheonmajeon. Two, you must be accompanied by a first-class demon. And yet, you are not guilty?!”

“Isn’t there one more?”

“what?”

“Three, in case we have to inevitably pursue our school’s enemies in a wartime situation.”

Boom! A large rock fell on her chest. As Jang-seo said, there is such a clause.

But that would only apply in an emergency wartime situation.

She spoke with such a murderous tone that she seemed to be about to rip my throat out.

“Where are you getting your nonsense from? There is no such situation in our school… … .”

“I chased after the remnants of Doraok.”

“what?!”

The eyes of the Dragon Lord shook greatly. His face turned red and his breathing became rapid.

“You must have already heard that we, Chilsogung, resolved the recent Doraok rebellion. Our school’s forces were concentrated at the West Gate, and at that time, they were trampling over Cheonsan. It was as if they had collaborators. That’s why I deliberately let them go and secretly chased them down.”

“To find… accomplices?”

Jang Yiseo laughs. Myo Chae-kyung is filled with confusion. No matter how temperamental she is, she is still a woman who has maintained the position of head of the household for nearly ten years.

It’s something that you can’t even dream of with just a little effort.

‘Really?’

I don’t know. Usually, when someone is lying, their eyes, nose, mouth, and even the hairs on their eyebrows react.

But Jang was different.

This wicked bastard’s true intentions were beyond his ability to read.

I pulled myself together and gave a rebuke.

“You’re so good at lying! There are already reports that you’re in collusion with outside forces.”

“Tip-off? Who is it?”

“Huh, why? Is there something wrong with it?”

“It doesn’t matter who you are. But you have to use your judgment wisely. Isn’t this a place where conspiracies are rampant?”

“So what? If that helps me kill you, then it’s a good thing for me.”

“Instead, you may have to take responsibility for everything that happens later.”

“… … !”

“By the way, did you know that the people I was chasing were members of the Blood Cult?”

My mind was immediately distracted. My mouth fell open and the back of my head felt a tingling sensation that made me stagger.

“Doraok was a remnant of the Blood Cult. The leader already knows this. I, who returned after chasing them, coincidentally became a spy. Isn’t that strange?”

Myo Chae-kyung shudders. This is something she had no idea about. This is because the topic of blood sects was never mentioned at official events.

“I guess the Archduke didn’t say anything either. He must have known.”

“… … !”

A thousand Buddhas arose in the midst of the Myochaegyeong.

‘So the Archduke was trying to use me as a sword to catch this guy and throw me away? To frame Jang Yi-seo as a spy and cover up the crime of killing him?!’

It is undeniable. Even the person in charge of the West Gate was the Grand Duke. And it was the Grand Duke who reported to me.

This is… … so creepy!

“I told you, don’t think about it.”

“I am…….”

“Let me ask you again. Can you take responsibility for this situation right now?”

“That, that… … .”

“The Lord of the Flying Dragons-!”

“Eek!”

Myo Chae-kyung was startled and took a step back.

It’s over.

This is a situation where anyone can see the clear winner and loser.

“Let go.”

Jang Seo-ga glared at his older brother and said, Then he came over trembling, pulled out his needle, and took off his armor.

Myo Chae-kyung just watched this with a blank expression.

But right then.

Bam! The door opened.

“Up to there.”

One who suits darkness better than anyone else.

Han is a pale-faced private.

“I thought the Archduke said he would look after you.”

“That, that… … .”

When Myo Chae-kyung stuttered, Sakong-ja spoke to his older brother as if he didn’t even want to look at her.

“Take the lord out.”

“yes.”

Two people going out.

Squeak! The door closes, leaving only the mad dog and the Tosa dog in the room.

As time passed, I thought both of them had shed their old image. But now that we’re together after such a long time, both of them are giving off a strong scent of beasts.

“Your mouth is still the same. The only person who can make the Biryongdang Lord step down with words is you, a mad dog.”

Jang-i-seo pulled up the empty chair in front of him and sat down, speaking nervously.

“If it was going to be like this, you should have come forward from the beginning.”

“I didn’t know you could get away with it like that.”

“Then how did you think you’d get out? Did you think you’d kill everyone and get out?”

Isn’t the very idea of ​​surviving here wrong? The servant frowned slightly at the incomprehensible conversation.

It wasn’t all that surprising. If he was easy to take down, he wasn’t a mad dog.

“You can’t get out of here.”

“Do you have any reason to arrest him?”

“enough.”

“Look here, Your Majesty. Didn’t you hear the conversation outside? The reason I went outside was to chase away the Blood Cult… … .”

That was when.

“The Luju of Chwiseonru is the daughter of the Murong family.”

“what……?”

Calm but sharp words flew from the mouth of the private.

“It seems like you were arrested unjustly. You lived a hard life. You didn’t do anything suspicious. But you know better. If you have a past like that, it’s no easy task to turn you into a spy.”

“hey.”

“Yongtae, who runs the Black Dragon Workshop. He’s from Horongdang and has quite a wide network of connections. He’s a Soo from Bulmun Gakjan. He’s an information dealer, so there are more than a few suspicious things. Do you want more?”

“hey!”

“Wolha Village, where Chilsogung is located, cannot be an exception. It is only a village where Doraok was a blood sect.”

“Tosa-!”

He stood up abruptly in a rage, and then gave off a murderous aura.

The officer continued speaking in a calm tone, without even a single eyebrow wavering.

“The moment you leave, countless people will come here in your place. Is that okay?”

“Do you think it will be that easy?”

“It’s no use trying to stop them. There will be no one to help you. Chilsogung has entered Manma Bunchong, and the other successors and elders. And even the Oryongdang and the great lords. No one will help you.”

“Why are you coming out so petty?”

“Because that’s the kind of place it is.”

okay?

“You… …were you this kind of guy?”