A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 29



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29.

Ji Dae-ho made a bitter expression.

I already knew through my personnel records that there was a hole in Jang Yi-seo’s body. But… … .

“Your danjeon is really damaged. It has not just one hole, but nine. I couldn’t believe it even after seeing it.”

Was that body that body? Jang Yi-seo let out a sigh of relief and turned his head away. Either way, it was a body he didn’t want to see. He didn’t really want to talk about things that were obviously unanswerable.

Hana Ji-dae continued to speak without any clue.

“The internal energy keeps leaking out and cannot accumulate beyond a certain level. As a result, it cannot be purified, so the blood is full of impurities.”

I know. Who doesn’t know that? He knew his own body so well that he could recite it in his sleep.

“Just by looking at his movements, he is already at a level where he can stand out in the world, but his body can’t keep up, so no matter how much he understands the principles, he is only first-class. You won’t be able to look beyond that.”

Is this guy kidding me? I wanted to get angry and yell at him, but the moment I looked into Ji Dae-ho’s eyes, I realized that he wasn’t trying to tease me.

sorrow.

Because I could feel the extreme regret in his eyes.

Jang Yiseo calmed down his anger and asked with a cold glare.

“What do you want to say?”

“Come to Horyondang.”

Jang Yiseo’s eyes widened. He told me to come to Horongdang. He was telling me, his aide, to become his subordinate. It was an absurd suggestion. However, Ji Daeho continued speaking without blinking, as if he was being sincere.

“The arrows probably came from being ambushed. It will probably continue to do so. The slaughterhouse will not stop hunting thanks to the power of Maga.”

Is that what the Horongdangju, who is in charge of public security, should be saying? Jang I-seo asked in a reproachful tone, as if he found it ridiculous.

“That’s right, what did you do instead of working? You asked the Sa brothers to apologize, not to make you an arrow shield? You trusted me and left it to me, and this is all you got in return?”

“That apology. I will accept it. If you come to Horongdang, right now. So come. If you become mine, no one will be able to touch you.”

Jang Yiseo narrowed his eyes. What that meant was… …. He couldn’t protect Chil Gong Ja because he was next to him. Or, Chil Gong Ja didn’t have the ability to protect him.

Whatever it is, it doesn’t feel very good.

“Why? Are you feeling compassionate? Is it because my body is like this?”

“Because it’s a pity. Yang Yoo of the Two Twin Horses criticized you as the worst, but Yang Yo praised you as the best. I am also the latter. Your talents are too valuable to be wasted like this. However, if you continue to stay in the Chilso Palace, you will be in danger. Maga will never let you go.”

This guy is serious. He’s seen me so many times. I laughed out loud. I’ve often heard that he’s a strange guy, but seeing him in person is even worse. They say that if you bite something, you become obsessed. Why on earth would you bite this rotten body?

“You overestimate me.”

“Before becoming the head of the clan, what I did was to judge the qualities of the warriors and assign them tasks. I have a certain sense of pride in that.”

“You did something that didn’t suit your aptitude.”

“That may be true. But it’s not a bad deal for you. At least you’ll be doing something much more meaningful for the school than what you’re doing now.”

It could be meaningful work… … It could be. It could be better to discover talent than to dance with a sword next to a loser. Yes. If I were someone who really thought about the Demonic Cult.

Jang said it in a tone that seemed completely devoid of sincerity.

“Can you heal my body? Then let me think about it.”

At this, Ji Dae-ho nodded his head vigorously as if he was completely sincere and answered with fervent eyes.

“I’ll look into it. I’ll go to the 6th Elder, Doksanma, and ask for the answer.”

“I guess you found what I said difficult. Even if Hua Tuo were to return alive, this body would not be cured. So I am telling you to give up.”

“Even if you can’t fix it, there are many things you can do here. You can raise talented children, and you can study martial arts. Anything… … .”

Jang I-seo shakes his head.

“There is only one thing I wish for. For the Seven Princes to become the leader of the cult. I will refrain from mediating with the slaughterhouse. I will take care of that now.”

“you……!”

Jang I-seo got up from bed and put on his belongings, including the jacket and gloves that were neatly folded next to him.

“Thank you for your concern. However, any further interference is not possible. I am strictly the assistant of the Seven Princes and his man. I will pretend that I did not hear what was said today. Please do not follow me. I want to be alone for a while.”

Jang Seo took the lottery ticket and went outside. Ji Dae-ho took a deep breath and spoke afterward.

“If you change your mind at any time, just tell me. I’ll always have a place for you.”

Creak.

Jang Yi-seo responded in silence and then went outside.

*

‘I’m sorry, but there’s nothing meaningful to me at Horongdang.’

Jang-seo looked at the closed door and walked outside.

Ji Dae-ho said it was a temporary outpost, but the sight he saw upon exiting was quite convincing enough to call it temporary.

A tiger’s seal carved by a craftsman’s hand on a high ceiling. And its scale is better than that of most manors.

Of course, because it had been used for a long time, there were often traces of wear and cobwebs on the corners, but it was still good enough.

“It looks like quite a few people lived here before. The floor is particularly rotten.”

Let’s lightly bend down and sweep the floor. There are often cracks and dents here and there. This is a phenomenon that often appears when a lot of people have been running around for a long time.

“During the height of the war, there was probably no place as busy as this place.”

The war between the Jeongpa and the Sapa and the Demonic Cult was a long history of martial arts that spanned hundreds of years. The temporary outpost of Horongdang here was probably built at least a hundred years ago.

“Should I have asked on the way out?”

No, but if you tell me not to come out, does that mean you really won’t come out?

Jang-seo snickered and got up, walking aimlessly down the hallway. It was much wider than he had thought, and he soon found himself quite far from where he had first come.

Then, as I opened the old door covered in cobwebs, what appeared to be a kitchen appeared. Judging by the condition of the dishes, it seemed like it had not been used for decades.

Let’s look inside. There is a back door leading out. Jang slowly walked over and opened the door. Then, a tremendous sight unfolded before his eyes.

“That place is… … !”

A huge and magnificent rock wall spread out on a low hill. A huge iron gate that appears to be about 15m high is embedded in the middle of it.

And on the wall above, there is a large inscription that can be seen clearly even from a distance.

Cheonmajeon (Heavenly Demon Hall), a cave inside a cliff.

It was right here. The center of Cheonsan and the place where the best Cheonma in the world resides.

Thump, thump.

Just watching made my heart race with loneliness.

Wouldn’t that be natural?

Now is the time of peace, but just 19 years ago, the enemy of the Central Plains and the one who made the world tremble is standing before us.

“I wish I had gone with Mao.”

My mouth was licking with regret. Just seeing the inside of Cheonmajeon was a huge achievement for a spy. But I had ruined that opportunity because of the slaughterhouse.

‘You gave me a gift, so you should repay me. You missed the chance to end it with just an apology. Wait. I’ll repay you somehow.’

Jang Yiseo showed a cold expression and withdrew. There will always be opportunities in the future anyway. There is no need to be impatient.

It was at that moment that I was about to turn around again with positive thoughts.

“hmm?”

Jang Yiseo took a step forward and turned around again.

Then he sat down and lowered his body. In the distance, among the weeds that had grown up to his knees, he saw something that he was inexplicably drawn to.

‘well?’

Yes, it was a well covered with a lid and surrounded by bushes. It was a well with a strange sense of foreboding, surrounded by bushes all around.

Jang-seo approached as if he was being led and opened the lid with a click.

The dust is rising like bubbles. I can’t even guess how long it has been unused.

As I looked inside, I saw a completely dry bottom. It wasn’t that deep. At first glance, it was just a well that had reached the end of its lifespan.

There wasn’t a single element worth paying attention to.

one.

Chuck. Jang-i looked around and jumped in without hesitation.

I ran my hand along the wall, recalling memories of the past. One by one. And then… … .

‘This is… …!’

I was shocked.

* * *

Meanwhile, Mao, who had arrived at the main gate of Cheonmajeon, swallowed dry saliva repeatedly, looking extremely intimidated.

There were sufficient reasons.

First of all, this bluish-colored thing that always frustrated him. The giant iron door that wouldn’t open no matter how hard he tried made him feel dizzy just looking at it.

And the second one.

“Are you here alone?”

A man dressed in pure white from head to toe, like a sorcerer, with not a single beard, and with white makeup like a devil.

A first-class demon who assists the cult leader, resides in Cheonmajeon, and reigns at the top with Usa.

Gwangmyeong Left Envoy Baekya.

That was exactly why.

“No. It’s crowded. Oh, so yes. That’s right, alone.”

Mao answered hastily, trying his best to hide his discouragement. Then he glanced at Guangming Zuosa out of the corner of his eye.

How is it that even though so much time has passed, he has not aged and still looks like a middle-aged man? Considering that he was the leader of the previous generation, I even suspect that he is really a devil.

“You only get one chance.”

The Gwangmyeongjwasa replied indifferently, his tone completely devoid of emotion, as if he was no longer interested.

Then he pointed to the door with his loose sleeves, showing only his long white fingernails.

“Let’s get started.”

It means that if you come, you should take care of business and then go.

Mao also nodded and stood tall in front of the door. Then he raised his head all the way. Wherever he went, Mao was not inferior in physique. This damn door was just too big.

“after…….”

Mao took a deep breath and thought deeply.

The gate of Cheonmajeon, where the first qualification is tested.

All the successors who had limited themselves had already opened this door. And it is said that when they first opened it, they received a great gift and homework from their father, who was a thousand years old.

So, when they finished their homework at the next breakfast, they were given a corresponding gift, and in this way, the successors became stronger by leaps and bounds.

“Me. Except for the genius Mao.”

But now that is a boring old story.

because.

“Because I realized the secret.”

The eyebrows of the monk Gwangmyeong standing behind him twitched at his grandiose and outrageous remarks. How dare you.

“all.”

Mao stood with his feet shoulder-width apart with a solemn expression.

“all.”

Within a moment, the left-handed man pulled forward and the right-handed man pulled back while holding on tightly.

“urg.”

And the waist that twists and turns.

“Guooooooooo-!”

Woof!

A tremendous amount of heat radiated from Mao’s body, and the Guangming Zuo’s eyebrows rose even higher.

And the moment he extends his fist.

Kwaaaaang-!

The doors to Cheonmajeon were wide open.

#Cheonma Jinwookwang (1)