A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 305



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305.

#rehabilitation

– Mahaesan Horyondang.

“Who is coming!”

“What nonsense are you talking about? Who is coming from Cheonmajeon?”

“Hey, hey… … !”

“Who is it? Huh? Gwangmyeongcheonmadae?!”

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sound of drums on the castle walls began to beat urgently, and the Horyongdang warriors moved hurriedly.

“What the hell is going on! Why is the Cheonmadae here!”

Soon, the new head of the family came down and expressed his bewilderment.

It was natural. They were the Mangbuseoks that would never move even after death without the order of the Heavenly Horse.

“Could it be that the cult leader has come?!”

No way.

“My lord, the one standing in the very front is… … Brain, Brain, Brain Horse!”

“What?!”

The owner opened his eyes wide in fright.

Even though it happened three years ago, he remembered it clearly.

The legendary man who stormed the synagogue alone, broke through the siege and rose to the position of vice-chairman.

It seemed a little different, but it was definitely him.

Brainwashing!

“Oh, how did the vice-principal… … .”

A deep question escaped the leader’s mouth. Even if he was the vice-chairman, he had no authority to move the Cheonmadae.

‘Why are you following me?’

‘I will serve you.’

‘No, so why?’

Of course, the parties involved also do not understand.

After a while, dozens of warriors, including the lord, came down and arrived in front of Jang Yiseo.

If you count the crowds that have gathered beyond the inner door, it’s over a hundred.

Jang Yi-seo spoke in a low voice.

“I came to see the local lord.”

Gulp. The dragon king’s Adam’s apple gurgles.

Jang Yiseo spoke again with a faint smile on his lips.

“Where is it?”

*

Horyondang’s underground brain prison.

In a place devoid of light, a tiger wearing a pure white prison robe sits cross-legged.

Even though he’s been locked up for quite some time, he’s still got a great physique.

That was understandable.

“You have to eat quickly today. I’m going to get really hungry if I keep doing this. You know that.”

Khaaaaang!

Because his brother-in-law, who was an adjutant, brought a pig’s hind leg in a bundle.

“You brought only one leg and you’re making a fuss about it!”

“If this gets caught, both you and I will be dead.”

“Oh, to have entrusted my sister to such a coward? This is a regret for eternity!”

“My sister prepared this for me. Please eat it quickly.”

“That damn bastard.”

The hungry tiger glanced at him with displeasure and then put the pig’s hind leg in his mouth.

But at that moment.

Kwaaaaang!

The wall comes crashing down.

At this, the tiger and the adjutant’s eyes widened and their mouths fell open.

Thud, thud.

And a man steps into the dust.

“Huh… … ?”

“Khaaaaang… …?”

A man who is so happy that tears well up in his eyes even though he is the same man.

“How have you been?”

“Vice President Jang… … no, Vice President!”

“I stopped by to say hello, so I hope I didn’t bother you?”

Khaaaaang!

The tiger’s tears poured down.

One day, three years had already passed since the beginning of the world of the Thousand-Moo-gi.

Cracks began to appear in his once impregnable power.

The reinstatement of the Horongdangju Ji Daeho.

*

– Mahaesan Biryongdang.

A dark and cramped corner of the basement that almost feels like a prison cell.

A woman with a green gem on her forehead is examining a document with tiny words written on it, holding a candle.

My eyes are getting increasingly blurry, whether it’s due to presbyopia or a mental illness.

Her name is Myo Chae-kyung.

For a moment, he dreamed of a rosy future while holding on to the title of the head of the old Biryong Party and the vice-head of the clan.

He was a low-level party member who fell to the bottom of the underground in an instant.

“Haa. I, the head of the household, am the one who deciphers the secret language.”

Sad days that make me sigh involuntarily.

As I was walking out after finishing my work, I happened to see the new head of the household, Gil-sang Go, standing there, tearing things apart.

“Hehe, who is this? Aren’t you the former head? Oh, are you a party member now?”

I saw you yesterday too, you little shit.

“Oh my! Which party member dares to just go when the party leader speaks?! How presumptuous.”

“What? But that bastard Go Gil-sang… … .”

“Don’t be scared. That’s enough. You have a lot of work to do tomorrow, so leave early.”

“Can’t you see I’m going home now?”

“That’s what I’m saying. Come to work by 7-9 PM.”

This crazy kid!

“It’s drinking time now, what nonsense are you talking about?”

“No, that’s right. Go and work now.”

“what?”

“Why are you asking me like you didn’t hear anything? If you don’t like it, then just leave.”

Snap. Myo Chae-kyung’s teeth ground as if they were going to break.

“I get it.”

As I turned around bitterly, I could faintly hear Go Gil-sang talking behind me.

“Anyway, I don’t even know the topic. I still can’t tell when I’m in it and when I’m not. Tsk.”

Snap. It feels like my sanity has snapped.

I wanted to stay, thinking that it might be helpful when Jang-seo came back one day.

Come to think of it, I’ve been holding back for way too long.

The moment when the corners of the mouth turn up and the life force pours out through the fingertips.

“It’s been a while.”

A voice that was almost impossible to believe seeped in from right behind me.

Suddenly, the movement stopped and soon the corners of his eyes turned slightly red.

No way. Am I hallucinating because I’ve been through so much?

But I couldn’t let go of my foolishness, so I slowly turned my head.

And I saw.

“you……!”

A man wearing black lipstick who came back after three years and smiled wickedly.

The kid I’ve been waiting and waiting for.

Jang Seo.

“Oh, you’re back?”

“Are you crying? You’ve gotten a lot weaker.”

“You crazy bastard. You’re still the same. You still taste like rice, and just seeing you smile makes me feel better.”

“Have you had a hard time?”

“It’s hard!”

Myo Chae-kyung turned her head and wiped away her tears.

They used to be so cruel, but now they’re really like family.

But it doesn’t seem like a very good situation to relieve stress.

“You’re really being a jerk. The Biryongdang is going really well. You’re so old that you fall for a man and let anyone in? You’re finished. Listen!”

At Go Gil-sang’s shout, the Biryongdang warriors rush in. There are quite a few of them.

At this moment, Myo Chae-kyung panics and blocks Jang Yi-seo as if she is guarding him.

“Hahahaha! How have you been, Lord Myo!”

A spirited tiger appeared from behind.

“Lord Ji?”

“You’ve rested for a long time, so shouldn’t you be working now?”

And then came the hopi-patterned warriors swarming in and blocking the entrance!

“Oh, why Horongdang… …!”

But they’re not the only ones.

The real one is above the head.

“Hit!”

The strongest unit in crimson blood-stained clothing flying in like hawks.

The Gwangmyeong Cheonmadae raided Biryongdang.

“What, what is this… … .”

“Good luck.”

“What? You dare to speak to the master, Gilsang-ah? That b*tch! Keuk!”

Swish!

In an instant, Myo Chae-kyung’s hand, moving like a ghost, grabbed the owner’s neck.

“Gilsang-ah. Tell me when I’m in and when I’m not. How many times do I have to teach you before you figure it out?”

“S, save me… … Break!”

Phew!

Myo Chae-kyung’s clasped hands pierced Go Gil-sang’s abdomen.

“Be careful when you go to the afterlife. Hohohoho!”

dump.

The leader of the Biryong Party, Gil-sang Go, dies.

Another crack has appeared in the fortress of the Thousand Weapons Company.

Myochaegyeongdo is also restored to its original position.

* * *

A temple built on a wide open space.

A huge crowd of people gathered nearby.

There were many guards and onlookers everywhere, and the leaders of the Demonic Cult were present in large numbers in the decorated place in the center of the hall.

The music of the pipa flows, and the atmosphere is somewhat bright with people laughing and chatting at the long tables on both sides.

It was a welcoming ceremony prepared by the Grand Duke himself for the youngest of the Seven Princes.

But something was strange.

In fact, everyone only gathered around Cheon Mu-gi, who was sitting on the prepared throne, without even looking at the main character, Mao, who was like a folding screen.

“I am truly grateful that you called me here.”

“I will continue to be loyal to you.”

Leaders lined up to offer greetings.

It’s a typical trick.

It’s really childish, but a cheap way to show who’s superior and in charge.

‘Have you seen it? No matter how much you are held in high esteem as the Emperor of Flames, this is reality.’

When I glanced at Mao, I saw that he had a puzzled expression on his face, which was quite amusing. Cheon Mu-gi said, slyly.

“Smile. Weren’t we all here to welcome you?”

“I’m so grateful that I’m crying. I think I’ve had my fill of fun. I guess I can go now.”

“Hehe, you’ve been wandering around the world and you’ve forgotten how to speak politely? I’m your older brother, Cheon Mu-gi.”

What can I do? You have to be like your older brother to speak loudly. Mao said, trying to avoid criticism and picking his ears.

“How dare you… … !”

The Sanwanggaju Pagunseong and the four Ohgunjang who had been standing in front of the Cheonmugi stepped forward.

Gooooooo!

A tremendous amount of momentum emanates from the large-bodied generals.

I recently heard that the youngest child was killed by Mao.

I feel like I want to wield a knife right now if I get permission.

It is certainly an attitude befitting those who have united the tribes of Xinjiang.

Even Mao Hana’s signal officer is no pushover, considering that he has made a name for himself abroad.

No, if we have to compare them individually, they were better than anyone in the Sanwang family.

The dragon of the battlefield!

He came forward as if to confront him.

“It’s a conversation between owners. Dogs, get out.”

What? Provocative language from the start.

A sharp light emanates from Pagunseong’s eyes.

“You’ve grown a lot, Guyu.”

Even the Sanwang family and Guyu had been tied together by a long-standing bad relationship. On a day that should have been a festive one, the heat of the moment flared up.

“It was done. Wasn’t it a good day?”

At this, Cheonmugi smiled and waved his hand, and Pagunseong and Ohgunjang also stepped back. Mao also nodded, saying it was okay.

“You must know what happened to your brother and sister.”

Why don’t you know? The three princesses were sent to Cheonghae, and the second princess was pushed to Namman.

Sagongja Han has disappeared without a trace, and Maeng Hui and Maeng Wonwon are also wandering around Saewoe.

In short, he is in a situation where he cannot even come home and can only wander outside.

“If you want to stay in Cheonsan for even one more day, you’d better be a little picky. If you don’t want to, I’ll let you leave again tomorrow. A farewell party instead of a welcoming party wouldn’t be bad either. Hehe.”

This kid. Mao’s eyes narrowed. I wanted to slam him in, but honestly, everyone was very tired.

Why else would he have left Chilmuwi at Wolha Village and come here alone with Guyu?

If you leave again, there’s no telling when you’ll return.

As I lowered my eyes slightly, Cheonmugi spoke with a victorious smile.

“If you know, don’t be a troublemaker and stay in the specially prepared seat until the end.”

Mao looked back with a frown, and a single, empty space in the middle caught his eye.

Unlike the luxurious and elegant dining tables arranged on the left and right, an old wooden dining table without a single tablecloth.

Even the food on the table was just a bowl of mung bean juice.

This is blatant talk of being a show-off in front of everyone.

“Mao. Stop it.”

Gu Yu-do opened his mouth with a serious expression, as if he thought that this was not right.

“Okay. There’s no need to make a fuss over just one meal.”

“Hahaha! That’s right. That’s how the lowly ones live. They eat whatever is given to them. They eat whatever is given to them. That’s the kind of life they live.”

The Thousand Weapons stand up in the Taesa Temple.

“Then eat and go. Bangrip.”

As Cheonmugi walks by and calls out his name, a man wearing red armor among the five generals bows his head.

The fourth of the five generals is the Flame General Bang Rip.

He is quite handsome with a solid build and radiant features.

“From now on, you are my agent.”

Cheonmugi spoke lightly and took out a piece of paper from his bosom and threw it.

Thump. As Banglip accepted this, a round silver plaque with flames drawn on it appeared.

A badge of proxy leader issued by Cheonmajeon!