A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 292



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292.

#The Last Knife

A river as wide as the sea, Eohae.

Two ships were parked side by side in the middle of nowhere, with nothing but the horizon visible.

The owner of one side is a middle-aged man with curly hair who wears a hat.

“Long time no see.”

It’s a double-edged sword for counterintelligence!

And the other one is… … .

“I didn’t know you’d come out in person, No. 12.”

A refreshing tone. A beauty that is not hidden even when covered by a scarf.

A relief from the Murim Alliance rock carving.

It was Jegal Somi.

“Ah, aah. You’ve gotten prettier since I last saw you.”

“Why are your eyes like that, No. 12?”

“Ahem!”

Gyeomsaik, whose eyes were bruised and bloodshot, came out to the sea and made contact with the Murim Alliance.

To secure the final piece of evidence to bring down Jang Seo!

If it were normal, he wouldn’t have been able to come out so openly, and he would have sent someone else instead of himself. Unfortunately, that’s not the case.

“How are you, sir?”

As usual, Jegal So-mi didn’t want to bring up his grandfather, so he got straight to the point.

“… … You know why I called you, right?”

“I know. It’s not because of Room 103.”

“that’s right.”

Jegal So-mi took out a sealed letter with the symbol of the blue dragon, the symbol of the Murim Alliance, from his bosom.

Each of the eight folds has the seal of the alliance stamped on it, and it is ingeniously sewn together, making it a genuine product issued by the Murim Alliance.

“It contains information that will reveal the identity of Room 103.”

The corners of Hyeonsaik’s mouth go up.

“I know. All the agents of the Rock Carving remember. Before leaving, they stamped the water and left behind a will and their last record.”

Among the agents, this was called a survival book.

It means leaving behind a record of one’s existence on this earth.

And what is contained in that envelope is Jang Il-seo’s survival record.

Solid evidence that can completely destroy him!

“Please make sure there are no mistakes. This is the one and only original.”

“Don’t worry.”

When Gyeomsaik tried to take it, Jegal Somi immediately took it back and looked straight at him and said.

“I’m asking you to use it only when you have certainty.”

“hmm…….”

Gyeomsaik also looked at her and nodded with a more serious expression.

“I intend to do so. There’s a good position prepared for me. I will never allow 103 to become the vice-principal.”

“Please.”

She finally handed over Jang Seo’s survival book.

After taking the ticket with this in his hand, he put it in his bosom and went back on board his ship.

And as he watched him slowly leave, Jegal So-mi muttered softly.

“Room 103… … I’m sorry.”

Finally, the last knife that would burst Jang I-seo’s heart began to head towards the synagogue.

* * *

– Cheonsan Presbyterian Church.

“Kuaaaah!”

Screams are flying. It’s total chaos.

The intrusion of Chilsogung was much more damaging than expected and was enough to shake the board.

“Hit!”

In particular, the Seven Martial Arts were strong.

They returned stronger than ever, to the point where it would not be an exaggeration to call each and every one of them a hundred men.

Although he didn’t have any internal energy, his sudden rush was explosive, and when he retreated, he was as flexible as the wind.

The five-body wind technique they learned at Manma Bunchong gave wings to their movements.

Not only them, but the members of Chilsogung were also extraordinary.

Hongran became a white-haired witch and swept away the warriors, and Maeng-hui stormed through the enemy lines, swinging his spear.

Those who are frightened turn their eyes to Soo, who seems relatively lighthearted, but it is not a good judgment.

“Cough!”

He would faint just from a single pebble bouncing off his fingers.

In this way, the situation turned into a chaotic battle with no way of knowing what would happen.

Moreover, the path to the outer gate was opened due to the salt-colored dragon shot by Mao.

“Jang-seo, now!”

At Mao’s shout, Zhang Yishu nodded and ran like a ray of light.

“How dare you!”

As the president was finally free from the heat, Meng Yu tried to catch him, but Mao’s Spear Dragon Sword caught his eye first.

‘Huh!’

Sleepwalker, who had slipped backwards in the intense heat, frowned.

“Huh!”

Mao then stuck out his tongue and laughed, then followed Zhang Yishu and disappeared.

‘Seven Princes Mao.’

He was clearly the successor, but he was a bastard who had never once thought of him.

When did you become strong enough to bite my feet?

“Hehe, it’s been a while since I’ve been away from the main temple.”

It certainly seems that way.

When I see those kids being beaten right in front of my nose.

But Mongyu neither became impatient nor chased after them.

He is a more destructive and cruel demon in his way of thinking.

It was Jang Seo who kicked away the opportunity to live.

Then it is only natural that I should repay you in my own way.

“Let me get back on my feet.”

Why bother chasing him? No. Why? Because the screams of those who remain will call him back.

“I’ll give you all the bones.”

He walked out leisurely, carrying his luggage on his back. Then, immediately, a prey appeared.

Although it’s a giant, it’s only a matter of time before it gets crushed in my hands.

Tutu tuk!

He struck the opponent’s body several times like a ray of light.

It may not look like much on the outside, but your sternum and collarbone will have been shattered.

And the pain would be considerable.

Naturally, screams will soon be heard. But don’t feel bad. Soon, everyone will be like that.

It was a moment when I was walking past the man with a light heart.

“Are you done?”

Strangely enough, a deep voice, not a scream, came from behind.

“hmm……?”

I looked back with a somewhat unpleasant expression, and the giant who must be writhing in pain was looking down at me with such indifferent eyes.

“You… … .”

And at that moment.

Wedge!

A bullet flew towards Mongyu.

Bam!

“Ugh?!”

The two arms blocking the intersection are hit hard, and two lines are drawn on the floor, and they are pushed back for a long time.

My arms are so numb that I can’t even move them.

His strong arms that can lift four or five giants with just one finger!

‘What is this… … .’

Only then did Meng Yu look at his opponent properly.

A giant with red eyes that looks unusual.

Would Mao and Zhang Lishe really have left their seats without any thought?

you’re welcome.

“Who are you?”

Because there is a dragon in Chilsogung.

“trough.”

Dragon of the battlefield, Guyu!

This is the Red Dragon who gained heavenly level martial arts skills from the Manma Tomb and returned even stronger.

The president’s face hardened as he looked at Mongyu.

*

Meanwhile, Zhang Yishu and Mao finally passed through the main gate.

One or two people had to stop again before they could go very far.

A crowd of a hundred people blocking the way.

“Why, why are they here… … .”

This time, Jang Seo also vomited out his flagship.

Because there were opponents standing there who were absolutely unbelievable.

There was a reason why Sajangro, who was third in the line, came out first.

A black, red-embroidered piping-style coat.

And the strongest unit of the Demonic Cult wearing white masks.

“Gwangmyeongcheonmadae… …!”

“Why are they here!”

Even the small golden mask standing in the center is the second-ranking Gwangmyeongcheonma Daeju!

Although he was not inferior in skill, the general opinion is that he simply yielded to Iljangro!

This is absolutely ridiculous.

Why on earth did those who are supposed to protect Cheonma come here?

no way?!

Jang Yiseo quickly raised his head towards the sky.

And on the peak of Mahaesan Mountain, far above the clouds, there was a smiling Cheonma.

“The greater the adversity, the more the light shines.”

Oh my, this is crazy!

Jang Yi-seo sweared at the sound of Cheonma’s voice ringing in his ears.

What kind of death penalty is that? Even my enemy wouldn’t do something like that.

“Hey, this guy… … . How are the two of us going to deal with them!”

That’s what I mean.

This time it’s a real crisis.

Gwangmyeongcheonmadae is something I never thought possible.

Honestly, I wonder if I could win even if I fought against one of the Heavenly Demon Lords.

But to face all of those thousands of soldiers, I’d rather die with my sword in my mouth.

Zhang Yishu and Mao narrowed the distance between themselves as they watched the approaching Guangming Tianma Army.

That means it’s vague and tense.

Ding ding ding ding!

In the meantime, the sound of the drums grew closer to a thump, and the sun rose to its zenith.

Now there really isn’t much time left.

At that time, I was truly falling into a deep sense of despair!

“Ohhohoho! Where are you saying that second place in the hierarchy? No, now third place is going to stop first place!”

From somewhere, her now delightful laughter echoed.

Then the two people turned their heads!

“What is this!”

Instead of the Dragon Lord, strange men wearing fox masks appeared!

A woman in a feather dress, a toad in a golden dragon robe, and… … .

“We are the ones who gathered to support the Brain Demon. Don’t tell us who we are anymore!”

“Don’t tell me anything! You’re a clueless tiger!”

Khaaaaang!

Anyone can tell that they are Ji Dae-ho and Man-geum-su. And Myo Chae-gyeong and Beon-cheon Geom-gaek. And that’s not all.

“Do you really have to write something like this?”

“If you don’t like it, take it off.”

“Who said that? You always speak so harshly.”

Two siblings who exude tremendous majesty just by walking towards each other.

I can’t tell the name because it’s hidden by the fox mask… … .

“Second older brother and third older sister?!”

“It’s noisy.”

“Shut your mouth.”

The two princesses, the infinite number of the two concubines, and the three concubines, Sa Hae-ryeong.

They joined in, like a thousand troops.

Who the hell talked to Jang Seo about depth? Who said his roots were shallow?

you’re welcome.

Although the time was short, the connections and roots that Jang Yi-seo had built up in this Demonic Cult over the past year were deeper and stronger than anyone else’s.

“Go, Jang-seo. We’ll open this place for you.”

The owner of the Hwacheon Sword and the Binghae Sword, wearing a fox mask, speaks in a calm voice.

“Jinsan… … .”

My heart aches, so I call her name as a friend.

“You still call me that.”

She responds with a warm smile. I feel like we have become true friends, transcending our social status.

“There’s no time. Hurry up!”

Phew!

Starting with Sahae-ryeong, those wearing fox masks shot towards Gwangmyeongcheonmadae.

Jang Yi-seo looked at their backs and took the lottery ticket with sincere gratitude.

“Jang-seo, hurry!”

And at Mao’s shout, he shot forward again.

Myo Chae-kyung blocks the blade that is shot from the side, and Ji Dae-ho pushes away the running Dae-won with his heavy shoulder.

But again, a few more people are blocking the road.

“Tread on it and go!”

The swordsman of the heavens swings his sword and gives his back.

Pot!

Let’s jump up by stepping on it, and the Four Sea Spirits and Infinity will be watching from behind.

After a while, he lands on the ground. The Cheonmadae members swarm him again.

“Euryaaaaaaa!”

The path opens again with the flames of Mao that followed.

Riding everyone’s wind, he once again soared from his seat.

And at that moment.

“I can’t go.”

Wow!

From the front, the sword energy of the Gwangmyeongcheonma Daeju wearing a golden mask shot out in hundreds of branches.

A perfect attack with absolutely no way to avoid it!

“Jang I-seo-!”

“no!”

Everyone’s worried cries ring in my ears.

Only then did I realize.

That I wasn’t the only one who was sincere to them.

That the years I lived as a spy were not an empty field.

Like a flower blooming in spring, you were with me without me knowing, illuminating my path.

So I… … .

I have to go.

I have to survive here.

If there is no road, make one.

『True Thunder Technique』

Oh my!

The light shot out like a single ray of light between hundreds of sword energy branches.

and.

“no……?!”

“That’s ridiculous!”

Finally, beyond everyone’s astonishment.

Ding ding ding ding ding!

The moment when the sound of the drums reaches its peak and it approaches noon!

chuck!

Arrived.

The final step to abandoning one’s identity as a spy and becoming a member of the Demonic Cult.

In front of the hall where the Seven Elders of the Demonic Cult stand!

There was silence for a moment.

Elder Maileong smiled broadly and shouted with both arms outstretched.

“The election of the vice-president begins!”

Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

The cheers of the believers erupted like a downpour.

This is also the case with Guyu and Mongyudo.

Chilsogung and Ilbeonmasungdo.

Fox masks and the Gwangmyeongcheonma sword.

All the fighting is over.

This is what Jang Seo-ga finally proved.

Qualifications as a candidate for vice-president!

“Haha, this is the reverse flow.”

It was the moment when the benevolent smile of the Heavenly Horse spread widely across the clouds.