A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 283



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283.

#Betrayal

Miles’s two eyes blinked wide as if they had been beaten.

Because no matter how much I think about it, I can’t quite understand it.

Giving strength to those who want to destroy me. How does that help? You’re asking me to kill you. It’s a contradiction.

but.

“It was something I had to go through at least once anyway.”

Jang knew from the beginning.

The moment the election is held, a huge pack of wolves will come at me with their teeth exposed.

Even though Cheonma did the bizarre thing of being ranked first, it wouldn’t have made a difference even if he hadn’t done that.

“Are you really doing this because you believe in him?”

The elder asks, narrowing his eyes.

That guy. He’s talking about Dokma.

Miles also knows that there is a giant behind Jang Yi-seo.

But you were wrong.

“no.”

“Then do you believe in the believers?! Because they worship you?”

“No way. They don’t have a vote.”

Then what does it mean?

“And yet you are confident?”

“yes.”

“You’re crazy.”

Miles replied sincerely. This was a really crazy plan.

How can I deal with all the leaders by myself? It’s ridiculous to even bring it up, but if I, as an elder, intervene, the fight will be over.

You will become everyone’s target and won’t even be able to reach the location.

but…….

‘That’s why I’m more interested.’

The corners of Miles’ mouth rose faintly.

I don’t know the plan, but I know the planner.

If you can say that with that much confidence, then you must have hidden numbers.

“What is the plan?”

“If I tell you, will you help me?”

“Elder Lee has a grudge against you. Furthermore, since he was defeated once, he will prepare more thoroughly than ever this time. I don’t fight in a fight I can’t win.”

Again, the car is pouring. But it is slower than before. The hands feel leisurely. Of course, it is only for a moment.

“Then you can stand behind Elder Lee.”

Aww! Miles’ hand stopped. On the other hand, the corners of Jang Yiseo’s mouth rose faintly.

“I told you, that’s what I want.”

“What on earth are you thinking?”

Instead of answering, Jang-seo smiled.

And it was a smile that was very familiar to Miles, yet also one that made her worry.

The smile of a visionary that only those who look several steps ahead, not right now, can have.

And I know from experience that those who only look at the front can never beat such a person.

“I don’t think this is a proposal that would harm Elder Il. If I lose to Elder Lee, my life will run out anyway, but if I win… … .”

“If I win?”

Miles swallowed hard. Jang Yiseo took a shallow breath and replied.

“You will be the sponsor who produces the vice-chairman and the sub-chairman.”

“sponsor?”

“yes.”

Is there anything more foolish than this? But strangely, Milesung appealed to me.

That sounds plausible.

In the first place, he never thought of becoming the leader himself.

How could a mere prime minister dare to covet the king’s throne?

If there is one meaningful wish that I have in my life, it is to produce a king.

‘But there is a vice-religious leader and a minor leader… … .’

The fact that they are even mentioning the minor religious leaders means that they haven’t let Mao go yet.

As deep interest appeared in his eyes, Jang I-seo added.

“There is only one thing I ask of you, Elder. Please do not step forward and stay behind Elder Lee.”

“Just pretend to catch Janelle and stay still?”

“Yes. Please make sure that all the forces opposing me are directed towards Elder Lee.”

It’s true. Just like cold tea, Milesung’s heart was filled with worry rather than anger.

Get what you want from both sides while maintaining at least a modicum of self-respect.

Not a bad thing.

He said with calm eyes.

“Good. I will trust you. However, I cannot tolerate an unqualified person standing over me even for a moment. What do you think?”

Gooooooo!

Once again, energy is sucked into the area surrounding Miles.

His season is Bukmyeongsingong.

That’s also a 12-point polarity!

Number one in the hierarchy.

The question is, what price will he pay for having his honor trampled upon?

Jang stood up with a cool smile.

“Isn’t there an easy answer in our school?”

A sincere smile spread across Miles’ lips.

Then he stood up and said.

“The strong are the most powerful.”

If you are curious about the qualifications, just try applying.

Kwaaaaang!

A great roar echoed through the Gyeongcheonchae.

Kwakwakwakwang!

The light flashed without warning, and the rebuilt Gyeongcheonchae collapsed with a crash.

And at the end of a long war.

Miles, standing on the ruins, smiled and said this.

“Have you eaten?”

*

After the showdown, Jang Yi-seo left the place right away after a brief conversation.

Miles couldn’t hide his laughter as he watched that scene.

“Hoo hoo hoo.”

My left arm, harder than iron, swelled, but that made me feel better.

How long has it been since we’ve had a fight this intense?

“Isn’t the rumor just exaggerated?”

Who is he? He is the Northern Ming Demon Lord Maile Seong, known as the number one in the Cheonsan hierarchy at the time, excluding the first-class demons and hidden masters.

He acknowledged Jang Yi-seo.

This means that he has become a person of equal power to the elders.

To this extent, I can be arrogant. Of course, I didn’t think I would lose. I didn’t show off all my skills.

‘That goes for you too, though.’

Jang Seo, who had grown distant like a dot, corrected his evaluation of him.

I’m not that guy. I’m a dangerous guy.

A very dangerous guy who might end up sitting on top of my head if I’m not careful.

‘It’s been a while since I’ve felt this excited.’

So it would be more fun.

“Are you okay?”

The swordsman who arrived late asked anxiously while fiddling with his sword.

“You’re often late.”

“I’m sorry. The aftermath was so great that it was difficult to approach… … .”

“It was done.”

“But, can I just send it away like that?”

The gazes of the swordsman of Buncheon and Maileong were directed to Jang Yiseo’s empty seat.

“Leave it as you wish. It won’t cause any harm.”

“What do you mean… … .”

“I, Maile Sung, must declare to the leaders that I support Elder Lee.”

“… … !”

“And tell your family to pretend to look for the brain horse, but avoid close combat.”

The eyes of the swordsman of the heavens flashed open.

What kind of inconsistent nonsense is this?

“Are you saying you will take the side of Assistant Jang?”

“Someone is drawing the big picture of the future, and it is lowly to miss it by only looking at the commotion in front of you.”

There’s something.

The swordsman swallowed hard and finally lowered his head.

“… … Your name.”

And I thought.

‘Thank goodness, Gaju. I don’t have to cut you down.’

If he had told me to kill Jang Il-seo, I would have drawn my sword without hesitation.

Those who support the brainwashing are everywhere.

Island? It was Dan Ri-yeong, the swordsman of the Heavenly Swordsmanship, who took his hand off the sword and turned around with one eye.

* * *

As Jang Yi-seo was about to meet Il Jang-ro, Chilsogung Palace also greeted the late morning noisily.

“Jang Il-seo is running for the leader election?!”

Mao, who woke up after noon, sobered up as soon as he heard the news.

“Not the leader, but the deputy leader, you idiot.”

“So why!”

No matter how pitifully I asked, there was no one who could give me a satisfying answer.

Myo Chae-kyung and So-oh disappeared at dawn not long after Jang I-seo left, Ma-ui left for Doksan-gak in the morning, and Dok-ma and Hong-ran were not seen either.

The only people gathered here now are Mao, Yongtae, Megi, Mankwang, and Maenghui.

“I don’t know for sure. There has been some talk among the believers. It’s a bit… … to have you as my assistant.”

“Something!”

“It’s a shame.”

Yong-tae, who brought the news, scratched the back of his head and added. Mao then shouted with a bright red face.

“Don’t make me laugh! Didn’t Jang get down on his knees and swear to me that he had absolutely no interest in being the vice-principal?”

That never happened, but Mao was sure of it.

Why Jang I-seo? What’s the regret? Anyway, if I become the leader, I’ll be in a position to go up. No matter what other people say, I’m not the type of person to be swayed by anything!

“Mao.”

“why.”

“Your legs are shaking so much right now.”

“No!”

Mao shouted.

Maeng Hui shook his head. He must be very anxious. In any case, it was a situation that was incomprehensible.

Because if it was the assistant Zhang that he knew, he would not be the type of person to abandon Mao without saying a word, even though it would make his stomach hurt so much.

“He’ll be right back. Just look at him. He’ll come to me later and say, “Why are you making a fuss about such things? You’ll be so arrogant and give me a hint.” I guarantee it!”

Mao tried to shake off his inner anxiety with boastful words.

But right then.

“He won’t be able to come right away.”

A deep, old man’s voice flowed in from the front door. I frowned and looked up, and a man with a scary wrinkle on his forehead came in.

“Grandpa Dokma… … ?”

Dokma Yang Daeheon.

That was him. And next to him was Hongran, with a complicated expression on her face.

“What do you mean, you can’t come right away?”

“I told you. I don’t let Jin Woo-kwang get away with it.”

“I asked Hongran, not Yeong-gang!”

Isn’t that informal speech? Anyway, Dokma didn’t think this was a situation where he could be scolded, so he took a deep breath and spoke in a bitter voice.

“It seems that Lee Seo has decided to become the vice-chairman.”

“That’s ridiculous!”

Mao’s mind was in disarray and his heart was thumping.

Did he really abandon me and my family? Because of the position of vice-chairman? Because he wanted it? Because he was excited by the cheers of the believers?

“That can’t be true!”

Mao shouted and stubbornly denied it.

Who is Jang I-seo?

He was a supporter, friend, and brother who always corrected me.

but.

“This is a letter that Assistant Jang left behind. The old man saw it first and went out to check it out in a hurry. He is on his way back… … .”

Hongran handed over a letter with a gloomy face. Mao snatched it away and read it with wavering eyes.

【You must become a vice-president. Don’t ask why, don’t find out. Just do it.】

Mao ground his teeth with trembling hands.

It’s a market.

It’s clear that he was the one who was arrogant from beginning to end.

Even when we first met, we greeted each other through letters, and when I left, I left without saying a word, leaving only a letter.

All he did was spout out nonsense telling me not to come looking for him.

“This son of a bitch!”

Wow! Mao crumples up the letter and walks into the inner room.

“Your Majesty the Seven Princes… … .”

Hongran called him pitifully. Mao walked away without looking back and said,

“I told you not to look for it. Just leave it alone. Do whatever you want with it.”

The tip of his nervous voice trembled. The betrayal he must have felt was so well expressed.

Maeng Hui also shook his head.

“Honestly, I don’t understand this time either. Of course, Assistant Jang has his reasons, but even so, this is a bit… … .”

I was upset by such a heartless letter. Who wouldn’t be like that?

just…….

‘Is this the method you chose for them?’

Only Dokma, who guessed his mind, looked at the distant sky with bitter eyes.