A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 294



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294.

#The leader of the devil’s cult

In fact, Jang knew everything from the beginning. No, there was nothing that wasn’t part of his plan.

It is also said that when the vice-chairman election is held, the leaders will go wild.

Among them, Elder Lee would be the craziest.

It was also said that Zhuge Liang would send him a survival log.

Even if I didn’t know that this moment would come today.

I knew it all.

So, the number was already written down a long time ago through Soo.

‘What did I ask for?’

‘Oh, I sent it. It arrived without any problems.’

What was sent then was none other than a letter. And the recipient was… … .

‘Room 103… … I’m sorry.’

A relief on a rock.

It was none other than Jegal Somi!

The punishment that Jang Yi-seo gave her, who had told her to return to Cheonghae and wait, was to steal the book of his survival that Zhuge Liang was going to send.

‘I hope this will atone for some of the sins my grandfather committed against you… … .’

and.

‘I told you to bring it. The original.’

Before Gyeomsaik could do anything, he sent Heukgeo to retrieve the original copy of his survival log.

And the information on the manipulated weapon was handed over.

Yes. From the beginning, what Jang Yi-seo had been aiming for was to eliminate all the agents of the rock carving and retrieve his own survival log.

Only then can I completely erase my past as a spy.

“Inooooooooooom-!”

Cheon-o-san was furious and stretched out his sword. As expected from Elder Lee, he was quick and flashy.

In the past, it would not have been possible to stop it.

But now it’s different.

『Shaolin 72 kinds of exquisite arts: The Great Golden Dragon Claw Hand』

Jang Yiseo also extended his reach and blocked all of his fierce attacks.

“Ah, no… … !”

“What is this old man doing!”

And Mao also took out the Changlongdo and came forward. It was impossible to take it away by force.

“Hey, hey! You guys planned this from the beginning!”

Elder Cheon O-san was struggling, sweating profusely as if he had met the grim reaper.

“Oh, so that’s what it was about.”

On the other hand, Jang-seo joked as if to prove that the confusion from earlier was just red smoke.

“What is it, Jang-seo? What does it say?”

As Mao continued to shout at him from the side, Cheon O-san felt like all his long hair was falling out.

“That, that’s a lie. It’s a fabrication! If you check it now, you’ll know everything… … .”

“That could be.”

“what?”

“But didn’t you say earlier that you would take responsibility for this? If this is a lie, then you should die right here.”

“… … !”

Cheon Oh-san staggered for a moment as if his cerebral blood vessel had burst. He had been hit. He had dug his own trap and had shoved his head into it.

If you admit it, the Archduke is a spy, and if you deny it, you will be held responsible with your life.

A perfect self-destruct loophole with no escape hole, not even a single needle hole.

I felt sick and all the color drained from my face.

“What on earth… …! What have you done, Jang-seo!”

Gyeomsaik, who had just managed to get up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shouted.

Jang Yi-seo answered with his eyes.

‘We did what we do best, don’t you know? Number 12.’

Then he approached the dazed elder and whispered softly.

“What are you doing? Go and catch it.”

“what……?”

“Shouldn’t you look good for me? At least not if you don’t want to be dragged out of here all battered and bruised.”

This… this crazy kid!

Cheon-o-san felt a chill at that moment.

This guy is a demon.

If you ask me who the worst person in the world is, from now on I will write Jang Seo without hesitation.

If not, then you can’t be smiling so wickedly with your teeth exposed.

Must be killed.

We have to kill it somehow.

It has to be that way!

“… … Do you really have to read the letter here with my own mouth before you move?”

“Ugh!”

The elder’s face was completely filled with fear.

And at that moment, Jang-seo looked like a very evil spirit to his eyes.

Natural enemy.

This was the moment when Jang-seo established himself in his mind as an impenetrable wall that could never be overcome.

“What on earth are you doing… … .”

“Shut up!”

The elder’s long hair flew like a snake and fell upon Gyeomsaik in one breath.

“Kwaaaaak!”

A terrible scream followed. He mercilessly pulled out one of Gyeomsaik’s arms and threw it at his subordinates from a distance, saying:

“Put this guy in jail right now!”

A situation that is simply incomprehensible.

The elders and the crowd could only watch in amazement.

There’s only one thing to laugh about in here.

There was only Jang Seo.

He spoke softly in the midst of the chaos.

“Let’s continue with the election.”

Elder Milesung belatedly came to his senses and nodded. Even though he didn’t know the details of the situation, he felt it.

That Jang Yi-seo won and Cheon O-san lost.

therefore.

“The election for Vice-Chairman Jang Il-seo begins. Raise your hand if you are in favor!”

The first to raise his hand was Ma-ui, followed by the third elder, Maeng Cheol-yong, the fifth elder, Gwang-gyo, and the seventh elder, Yang-yu and Yang-yo.

and.

Everyone’s gaze turned to the bewildered Elder Cheon Oh-san.

He spoke with difficulty, his face flushed with embarrassment.

“I agree… … . I agree! Ugh!”

Thud. The election is finally over.

Everyone was shocked and looked at with disbelief.

“It’s all over anyway.”

Miles raises his hand to mark the end.

“We hereby unanimously announce that a new vice-regent has emerged in the Cheonmasin Church!”

Waaaaaaaaaaaaah!

A loud roar rang out as if the mountains were about to fall.

“Jang I-seo! Jang I-seo!”

Finally, it was the moment when Jang Yi-seo ascended from Agent 103 of the Rock Carving, through the position of a stray dog ​​and a three-star general, to the position of assistant and then to the position of vice-chairman, the second-in-command of the Cheonmasingyo.

Everyone cheered him on, and Mao and Ma Yi ran over and hugged him.

The other elders looked forward to the future with smiles, while the fox masked people and the Chilsogung family members looked on from afar with warm eyes.

and…….

His voice resonated in everyone’s hearts from up in the sky.

[The vice-principal comes to Cheonma Hall.]

God of the mountains.

Cheonma Jinwookwang.

His six-harmony battle cry rang out.

Everyone responded by kneeling and shouting.

“May the Heavenly Demon Lord be blessed!”

“May the Heavenly Demon Lord be blessed!”

The vice-presidential elections are over.

*

“Jang I-seo. You are now the vice-principal. You succeeded!”

Mao trembled as he looked at the scene where everyone was kneeling and bowing their heads.

Yes, I think that’s what happened. Mao is happy as if it were his own business.

But why don’t you kneel?

You didn’t kneel either.

That’s true too. I forgot. I was so filled with regret that my long life as a spy was over.

It was an uphill climb that I had been running on without even considering other outcomes, but I felt very strange.

Because when my life as a spy came to an end, I felt a mixture of bittersweet and bittersweet.

I, a spy, am now the vice-leader of the Demonic Cult that I had considered a den of demons.

When I actually looked back at myself, I was so shocked that I wondered if this was reality.

Of course, that didn’t last long either.

“Congratulations on your elevation to the position of Vice-President.”

Because many people in the crowd, including Elder Milesung, who stood up from his seat, bowed down and reminded him again.

“Congratulations!”

This means that this is not a dream, but reality.

It wasn’t just the believers. Those who had been fighting with swords just a moment ago were chanting even louder.

It was a change of scenery that would make even a spy cry, but it was natural for them.

Following Iljangro, Cheonma also declared himself a vice-religious leader. Denying this was tantamount to treason.

So, fearing that he might be seen as unlovable, he showed even greater loyalty.

Thanks to this, Elder Lee was even more shocked.

Perhaps it felt like the power that had been thrust upon me had been blown away by the wind like a fleeting dream.

“Jang-seo, what are your thoughts?”

Mao asked. Pick smiled and answered honestly.

“It’s good.”

“What? Get out of here. I like the assistant, I like it now. Just decide!”

“What are you talking about?”

“Isn’t it better to be an assistant?”

“Power is supreme.”

“Hey, Mr. Lee! Just wait and see. I’ll put the minor leader on the line and make you a counselor again.”

“You will have to come diligently.”

“Huh! I’m a genius Mao!”

For the first time, Mao took off all his masks and laughed heartily.

I felt like I could really relax now.

I wanted to reconnect with others who helped me, but unfortunately, things weren’t so easy.

“Just step aside for a moment! I’ll just say hello!”

“Vice-President!”

People started to flock here and there like a swarm of bees, trying to get their faces painted.

“Oh, Iseo. First, go to the cult leader. We’ll stop this place.”

“Okay. Let’s go! I’ll see you at home later!”

Ma Yi and Mao blocked the way, and Il Jang-ro nodded to the back door and spoke meaningfully.

“I’ll wait for the next one.”

As I swipe my pupil left and right, I see the elders standing tall with Miles at the center.

“See you later.”

Now we’re in the same boat.

I lightly took the lottery ticket and turned around. No, at the very moment I was about to turn around.

“Walk straight!”

I made eye contact with him.

Daeju is dragged away, his body completely wounded.

It was a self-interest.

He smiled weakly and seemed to say:

‘You are a total idiot. How long do you think you can hold out there? You won’t be able to last long.’

Yeah, that could be possible.

but.

‘At least it won’t be thrown away. I won’t live like that anymore.’

He turned around without mercy. The paths he and I had taken, which might have been similar, became even more distinct at this moment.

There is a way forward, but no way back.

From now on, I will establish my sanctuary in Cheonsan.

therefore.

“I have come at the call of the cult leader.”

Now it will be reborn.

Become the leader of the Demonic Cult, not the 103rd in the rock carving.

Squeak!

The door to Cheonmajeon opened.

*

It was only a matter of seconds since I entered Cheonmajeon, calming my mind as if I was taking a bath.

So, it wasn’t long after I decided to become the leader of the Demonic Cult.

‘F*ck, I can’t stand it?’

I immediately fell into regret. What a sanctuary.

“Huh!”

The unbelievable killing intent struck the flesh like a spirit merchant, and the brazier that rose to the ceiling seemed to mock the pain.

“Are you here?”

A person sitting on a throne, smiling, with his arms crossed.

That crazy monster born to enjoy other people’s suffering.

“My priest.”

He was a self-proclaimed death penalty demon. The priest would freeze to death. I would rather believe him than my enemy.

“… … Heavenly Demon Lord Manmaangbok! The new Jang-seo has returned after completing his mission.”

Thud! I fell to my knees with trembling legs. Beads of sweat dripped from my forehead.

I almost died while walking.

Why on earth does this person do such things?

“You’re late.”

“I came here without even looking back.”

“You can’t just stand there blankly and talk to the youngest when I call you.”

“You even saw that?”

“It’s just what you see.”

Isn’t that even creepier? How do you see it from here?

anyway.

“As I told you, I have eliminated all the spies who infiltrated the Murim Alliance.”

He took out a piece of paper with a list from his bosom. Then, bang! It flew straight like an arrow and was caught between the swords of the Heavenly Horse.

Even if I had been holding a sword, it would have been snatched away from me in an instant, without any defense.

I feel it again, but this is not the realm of humans.