A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 227



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227.

#Leaving Cheonsan

Late at night.

Jang Yi-seo arrived in front of Chilsogung Palace.

And surprisingly, Usa Heukya was following him. It was Cheonma who was taking care of him.

Thanks to that, the road was smooth.

“… … .”

There was little conversation between the two. Originally, Heukya was a quiet man, and was more accustomed to observing others silently than speaking.

The chapter he saw really aroused his suspicions once again.

Because the eyes were dead and there was a deep darkness. It was as if he had no attachment to the school.

Isn’t it really strange that he refused the position of vice-principal?

Squeak!

But the moment I opened the door to Chilsogung and stepped inside, I realized how useless my hasty judgment had been.

The dead eyes became bright and full of life, as if they had been prepared for this moment.

“Don’t wait outside.”

Black Night smiled faintly and waited outside the door.

And as Jang Yiseo stepped into Chilsogung Palace.

“Chief Jang… … .”

My most reliable ally, Hongran.

“Huh, hyung!”

“I thought I was going to die!”

Yongtae and Meggi have now shed their rascally ways a bit.

“Jang-hyung, I heard you’ve become successful!”

He’s a vulgar person, but he’s still my friend.

and…….

“Keep on going, Master. Iseo is here.”

“Are you here?”

Even the devil’s brother and the poisonous horse’s private tutor.

They were all gathered together, waiting for me in one of the messenger ships that had been sent in advance.

I was grateful for their patience and glad that they were safe.

“I’m here.”

And Jang had a long conversation with his family.

The story of how they were captured by the Biryongdang, how they escaped, what they ate, and how they endured sleep at night.

We shared stories that were not so ordinary, but could be considered simple.

Of course, the conclusion of this incident is also something that cannot be left out.

“But will the Archduke just stay still?”

At Hongran’s worried question, Jang Yi-seo smiled and answered comfortably as if telling her not to worry.

“You’ll have no choice but to stay still. For the next year.”

Because by now, Gwangmyeongjwasa Baekya will have arrived.

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– Cheonga (千家) Shinwoldang (神月堂).

Grand Duke Cheon Mu-gi and the Duke Han, who were plotting a conspiracy for the successor, and the elder Cheon Oh-san opened their eyes wide.

Because a guest in pure white clothes suddenly appeared in the room like a ghost.

“Oh, Gwangmyeongjwasa?!”

“The door didn’t even open, so where on earth did it go… … .”

Is that important? This is important. The left sage said, spreading out his edict at length.

“I have come to convey the sect leader’s orders. I will seal Ilsogung for one year and sentence him to imprisonment.”

“What is that… … !”

“If you break this, you will suffer, and if you help this, you will suffer.”

“How… How could you do this to me! I am the Archduke. I am the Archduke who will become the Young Leader-!”

Cheonmugi jumped up and shouted.

What do you want me to do?

In our school, losers are expected to remain silent.

“I have clearly conveyed it. If you do not wish to follow it, then so be it. However, I will come back then. Not with a letter, but with a sword.”

The left-hand man said something scary and then disappeared like a ghost.

Suddenly, the image of Jang Yi-seo flashed through Sakongja’s mind.

‘The line you’re holding. It’s not the trend, it’s the losing streak. Keep my words in mind.’

And with a very mean smile on his face.

I shook my head and looked forward. The Archduke was sitting there in a daze.

“Jang I-seo… … Jang I-seo-!”

Just calling out the name of the person I miss.

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“ha ha ha!”

Unlike the gloomy Cheon-ga, Chil-so-gung was filled with laughter until dawn.

“Still, the Archduke should be thankful that it ended like that. If the Master had known in advance… … .”

As the magician glanced at the poisonous horse, the man swallowed his tea solemnly and answered softly.

“Nothing will change even if I know now.”

It’s a really scary story if you understand it, but everyone decided to just ignore it.

The group laughed and chatted for a long time.

And then one by one they return, and before we know it, dawn is rising.

Finally, Jang Yi-seo was ready to leave.

“Are you the master of the Heavenly Horse?”

I button up my coat, leave the annex, and look back. There stands Dokma, who has regained his former charm.

Although he is still thin, it feels like it is not because of his illness, but because of his sharp, unique charm.

“If not, then there would be no reason to bring him all the way to Gwangmyeong.”

“Did you know?”

“How could I not notice such a large shadow casting its shadow over the entire bamboo forest?”

Shhhhhhhhhh!

At his words, he looked into the bamboo forest outside the manor. Although Jang-seo couldn’t see it with his eyes, he could see the poisonous horse.

A forest scene that remains dark even though the sun is rising.

It is the aftermath of the Usagi Seongmyeongjeol, the dark spirit ghost festival.

He’s probably waiting on a bamboo tree somewhere in the forest right now.

On the contrary, it would seem to Usaga that a terrible poisonous smell was spreading throughout Chilsogung.

The gaze of monsters who have reached the realm of enlightenment.

But, even though they know each other so well, they don’t even greet each other, so it seems like they don’t get along very well.

“That’s what happened.”

At Jang Yi-seo’s answer, Dok-ma nodded without asking any more questions.

It was like that even though there was clearly worry in both eyes. Infinite faith. That must be it.

“I will always be careful and careful again so that you don’t have to worry.”

Jang-seo approached Dok-ma with a grateful heart and held his hands tightly. Then, he started saying words that made him feel even more grateful and sorry.

“Don’t worry about the children here. I and the magician will protect them.”

“Private school… … .”

“If you are my person, you are also my person. I feel sorry that I cannot do anything while the leader protects you.”

“… … !”

Jang Yiseo’s eyes shook greatly. Because he could sense the sincerity that was oozing from him.

But it didn’t end there.

“Take it.”

He took a golden pill wrapped neatly in his bosom and handed it over.

“What is this…?”

“It’s a spirit tablet made from ten-year-old snow ginseng. I should have found the method to handle it and given it to you, but I didn’t have time. If the moment comes when you need it, don’t hesitate to use it. It will be helpful.”

“ah…….”

A sigh escaped Jang Yiseo’s mouth. A deep sense of sadness rose in his chest. How should I express this?

“thank you.”

“Family doesn’t greet each other like that.”

Family. I see. This is family. Someone who can give everything without holding back. Someone who is on my side without me having to say anything.

Jang felt the heart of his family once again.

‘If we make Mao a cult leader… … will this also be the end?’

Once again, a strange and inexplicable feeling wells up within me.

But I didn’t want to show it in front of the private tutor. I just smiled sincerely.

And he greeted me more vigorously than ever.

“I’ll be back soon, Sasauk.”

The fierce wrinkles on Dokma’s arms disappeared and a gentle smile appeared.

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Jang Yi-seo spent two days like that and then returned to Cheonma Hall at night.

“Thank you for watching over me. Thanks to you, I was able to come here safely.”

I expressed my gratitude separately to Heukya for joining me.

“Do you have any regrets about refusing to be the vice-principal?”

“None at all.”

What a strange guy. Usagi snickered invisibly and turned around as if he didn’t care.

“It’s not over just because you refused. The elders, including Cheon Ga, will now look at you differently. There will be many trials. So when you return, you should prepare yourself mentally. This is the kind of place our school is.”

“I will keep that in mind.”

“There is something in that room that the Most High has given you. Get ready and come see him.”

Jang Yi-seo smiled warmly as he watched Heuk-ya point to the room and leave without a care, and raised his ticket until the end.

And as he said, I opened the door and went inside.

In the middle of an empty room, neatly folded clothes and ornaments were placed on a dresser.

The dark black color did not make it particularly extravagant, but the gorgeous pattern on the collar gave it a stylish look.

As soon as I changed my shoes, a completely different looking Jang-seo appeared in my place.

Although clothes are said to make the man, it wasn’t just because of the clothes.

A look of intelligence and mastery in the eyes, with loose hair.

Even if someone who didn’t know saw it, it would be shocking to see it bowing down. In fact, it was surprising that it had been hidden until now.

Thinking back on the past, it was truly a complete transformation.

In this way, Jang-seo walked towards the summit where Cheon-ma was waiting with a completely different appearance.

It still doesn’t feel real that I’m leaving for Jungwon.

It’s already been 14 years since I came to Cheonsan.

I dreamed of the day I would return, and imagined countless scenes.

A civil servant returning home in glory. A warrior with only wounds. A tyrant riding a golden carriage. A lonely and desolate foreigner.

But I’m in a situation where I’m going on a secret mission from Cheonma.

But even without that, there was enough reason to go.

‘Blood Cult. Whatever you are planning, I will destroy it completely.’

therefore.

“Are you here?”

I’m leaving.

“I am the new leader. I will go to Cheonghae and retrieve the Neunggagyeong on the orders of the Supreme Being!”

One bright moonlit day.

Jang Yi-seo left Cheon-san.

After receiving a secret order from Cheonma.

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– Ilsogung Heukhwawon.

On each door of the Ilsogung Palace, which had a flame pattern painted on it, pure white paper was stuck slanted.

At first glance, it looks like a spring leaflet, but the words written on it are not “Ipchundaegil” or “Geonyangdagyeong” but “Ilbeolbongmun (一罰封門)” and “Ibeoljeokcham (二罰卽斬)”.

In simple terms, it means that if you behave like a mouse for a year, you will be punished, but if you act any more, you will be beheaded.

This is truly a cruel and humiliating piece of writing.

Of course, it was a truly satisfying sentence for the scholar Muhan Seong who passed by here every day.

“Hahahahaha! One bee stings, two bees stings, and so on. Dude, if I were you, I’d be so embarrassed I’d bury my nose in a bowl of water and die. Isn’t that right, Assistant Cho?”

“Haha, that’s a valid point.”

“I used to feel like I was always bored when I came here, but now I feel so good. Now I get sad when I don’t come here. Hahaha!”

Whether it was because the walls were low or because their voices were loud, Cheonmugi, whose pride reached the sky, had to tremble with anger every day.

Even.

“Is this what you brought me to eat?”

Clank! The spoon I threw rolled across the floor. All that was left on the table was a bunch of grass.

His was a bit more than that. In front of him, sitting in a long row facing each other, there was less than half as much food on the table.

What can we do now that the granary is empty? We have to eat whatever is given to us.

That was the severe punishment that Cheonma handed down.

The brilliant past has become colorless, as if it were just there, or not there. I have to just breathe like a bug.

“You bastard, Jang Seo! I will kill you and eliminate you. Definitely!”

The Grand Duke’s heartfelt lament burst out.

But who said that?

The punishment is not over until you repent.

“Ugh!”

“Ugh… … .”

Boom! The Black Knights who were eating fell over, foaming at the mouth and hitting their heads on the table.

Up until now, it was only a severe punishment handed down by the Heavenly Demon.

“Wh, what… … !”

Now it’s Dokma’s turn.

“Eww!”

It was one day when the scream of the Thousand Weapons resonated for a long, very long time.