A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 33



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33.

#The beginning of training (1)

– Rock carving of the Hubei branch of the Murim Alliance.

It is a dark space with no windows or anything, so dark that anyone who sees it would think it is Cheonmajeon.

It is a place that is usually so quiet that even the sound of breathing echoes.

“Huh, huh, huh.”

Today, for some reason, a lively singing voice came out of the mouth of a smart and pretty woman.

Her name is Jihwa Jegal Somi.

She was a relief artist and always busy with work.

“What are you so happy about?”

“Oh, you’re here.”

Jegal Sang, who had finally arrived at work, frowned as he looked at his granddaughter who had been working overtime all night.

They say that when you get older, you lose everything and only your pride and loneliness remain, so it seems like he was quite bored commuting to and from work alone.

To be honest, I was curious. What on earth was going on in her mind when she said she had to sleep at home?

“I got a call from room 103.”

“What?!”

Jegal So-mi shook a small letter in her hand. Jegal Sang sighed and grabbed the back of his neck. Another 103? Sending an old man home alone because of a guy whose face I don’t even know. Aren’t you worried? What if he collapses on the way? What are you going to do?

“I told my agent not to show so much emotion!”

“It’s not about feelings, Grandpa. It’s about work, work! The mission of Unit 103 is going smoothly, and now we’re going to meet the Heavenly Horse… … .”

“conflict-!”

Zhuge Shang immediately shouted.

“Ouch! Why are you yelling? My ears hurt.”

“Who is your grandfather? Call me Lord!”

Ha, really. Can someone really be this childish? Jegal So-mi answered with a sharp expression and turned her head away.

“Yes, sir. Then may I go now?”

“Okay.”

When Jegal Sang answered curtly, Jegal So Mi pouts and starts walking home from work. But when she looks to the side, she sees Jegal Sang following her with an indifferent expression.

“Why are you following me?”

“I have a place to go with Grandpa.”

“You said it was a footnote!”

“Not anymore, since I got off work.”

It’s annoying.

“Oh my gosh, really. Where should I go? I couldn’t even sleep.”

“Tsk tsk, you’re the kind of guy who cares that much about 103 going to meet Cheonma. Are you saying you completely forgot that you’re going to greet the leader as a junior?”

Jegal Somi’s expression became blank.

“The leader… is that you?”

“Have you forgotten? Isn’t the Jeongdohu Society meeting in ten days?”

“Oh, that’s right.”

I had completely forgotten about it. Once a year, when the plum blossoms bloomed, the leader and other prominent figures and the later leaders of the political faction would have a time of exchange.

That is the Jeongdohu Society.

That day was just around the corner.

Zhuge Shang clicked his tongue as if he knew this would happen.

“If you understand, then get ready quickly. If we start going slowly from now on, we will arrive on time.”

I’d like to put it off just this once, but if I do, you’ll probably nag me for years about how much I’ve lost face because of you.

“Oh, right. Okay. Then just stop by the house once. I’ll change my clothes.”

“Okay. Instead, dress nicely and go.”

“why?”

“You’re of age now, so shouldn’t you meet a man? I, the old man, will go and introduce you to a good man.”

Gosh! Jegal Somi’s face turned bright red. A, a man? No, that’s a good thing when natural encounters occur. At this age, it’s not like I’m a kid, but my grandfather is going to find me a partner.

Jegal So-mi quickened his pace, rubbing the goosebumps on his arms.

“No. I’ll just go like this. You don’t have to wash. Let’s go!”

“Oh my, who would take that child like that servant?”

“There are a lot of people who want to take me?”

“I sure hope so.”

“Oh my, really. Let’s go!”

Jegal Sang shook his head in worry as he watched Jegal So Mi trudging ahead. A faint smile soon appeared on his lips.

This time, I promised myself that I would definitely find her a match at the junior academy. That way, I wouldn’t end up developing useless feelings for Agent 103.

‘Don’t worry. This time, I’ll definitely find the one who suits you the best. Haha.’

It was one day when Zhuge Liang’s hearty laughter resonated throughout the city.

* * *

When Jang Yi-seo came to his senses, it was already evening and the sun had set.

“Are you awake?”

When I opened my eyes, the first thing that came into my hazy vision was Mao. He was sitting on a stone in a small clearing in the forest, looking in this direction. He was putting firewood into the bonfire I had lit in front of him.

“hmm…….”

Instead of answering, Jang-seo let out a shallow groan and got up. I remember passing out in excruciating pain… … . But now, there was no particular place that hurt.

After looking around twice, I asked.

“What happened?”

“What happened? He came back just like he left. Isn’t this a complete challenge to the subject and object? What kind of assistant always faints and has to be carried on the master’s back?”

That’s right. This is already the third time. Even when I was working in the counterintelligence unit, this never happened. I’m not qualified to be a spy. Let’s wake up. But that’s that.

“How did it come to be?”

Jang I-seo asked with a very serious face.

“I thought I was lucky. I had used up all my internal energy because I happened to be communicating with this guy. So I sat there unable to open the door to the Heavenly Demon Hall. When my father called me over, I went to see you collapsed.”

Mao said, glancing sideways at the spear dragon sword hanging from the tree next to him. Jang Yiseo’s eyes sparkled as he saw this. It was his first time seeing it in person, but he could guess what it was because of the different colors.

“Did you get your water back?”

“of course.”

Jang Yiseo’s eyes lit up. This was great news. The sacred object was not just a sword, but also a badge of status that symbolized the successor to the religion. If you just had it, there was no place you couldn’t go in the religion, and there was nothing you couldn’t do.

‘Is it really that good? Jang-seo, this kid cares for me more than I thought.’

Mao felt elated and happy when he saw Zhang Liang being happy.

of course.

‘Now that we have the divine water, there are no more restrictions on our range of actions. Planning our missions will become easier.’

It was a dream come true. Jang Yi-seo quickly came to his senses and returned to the main topic.

“Did anything special happen while you were taking me out? Well, did you meet anyone or something?”

No one saw him enter the Cheonma Hall.

Of course, since I came here through Biro.

However, if the Horongdangju or someone else saw him being carried out of Cheonmajeon, troublesome things would happen.

As Jang Yi-seo stared intently at him, Mao muttered while looking at the distant mountains as if searching for memories.

“None.”

Phew. Jang Yiseo sighed in relief.

“When I came out, I saw that no one was there, so I guess they had been waiting.”

“Are you the leader of the Horong Party?”

“No. The head of the household was there. He was waiting in front of the Three Thousand Steps. He was angry at me again, asking why I was like that. That gentleman is really strange.”

Mao grumbles and frowns. Fortunately, if he had seen it from the Three Thousand Steps, he would not have seen himself coming out of the Heavenly Demon Hall.

“You seem like someone who is interested in a lot of different things. But more than that… … there wasn’t anything special to talk about?”

“What are you talking about? I just said that the kid was acting up.”

“haha…….”

Thank you, you punk. Jang Yiseo nodded with a bitter smile. Where did I not say anything else? There is no good in causing unnecessary misunderstandings.

Jang-seo looked at the crackling campfire and thought.

So there’s only one thing that needs to be explained?

“But how on earth did you get into Cheonmajeon?”

This guy is Mao, the Seven Princes.

Jang-i replied, casually throwing the log next to him into the campfire.

“How did you get in? You opened the door and went in.”

“Are you crazy? Who the hell are you to barge in like that?”

“Who dragged a dying person all the way to the guard post, saying he would definitely take him to Cheonmajeon?”

That’s right. Mao opened his eyes and scratched his head.

“Hey, Mr. Lee! Then come home early!”

“I went there right after I woke up.”

“Do you know I almost died?”

“If you almost died in Cheonmajeon, then it was just a matter of death. The leader killed you for a reason.”

“You cruel bastard! You speak clearly. It’s me, the leader!”

Neither of them, Inma. As Zhang Yishu snickered, Mao crossed his arms and asked.

“Then did you meet Gwangmyeongjwasa on your way here?”

“Was the Gwangmyeongjwasa there?”

“What? You were standing in front of the door until I came in. Didn’t you see me? You were having a great conversation with me, where did you go?”

The Gwangmyeongjwasa was at the entrance. That was unexpected. If he had been guarding the entrance when he met the leader… … .

“You never came out. Did you just leave without waiting for me?”

“I guess so.”

“Wow! Why?! We got along so well?”

“That’s your opinion.”

“What, Inma?”

“Oh, I’m just talking to myself.”

Jang Yiseo tried to turn his head away to clear his mind of distracting thoughts. There was no answer to this question no matter how much he thought about it. All he could do was hope that Gwangmyeongjwasa would disappear quickly.

And the good news is that Gwangmyeongjwasa actually left the place right away.

This was to convey the news that Mao had reached the pinnacle of power.

Because of that, all sorts of troubles were going to hit Chilsogung sooner or later, but there was no way the two of them could know about it now.

“That’s that. What on earth did you talk about with your father that made you feel like that?”

Mao asked with a frown, as if trying to hide his worry. Zhang Yixiu then looked at his lower abdomen blankly.

Then, without answering, he glanced at the Changryongdo and asked.

“Is this all the gifts the leader has given you?”

“uh?”

The Changryongdo is a gift received in commemoration of becoming the cult leader’s adopted son. Even though it was returned after being confiscated, it is too simple a price to pay for opening the gates of Cheonmajeon.

Of course, you may ask how he could say such a thing after receiving the new water, but that is the precedent.

When the Grand Duke Cheonmugi first opened the gates of Cheonmajeon, he received Gongcheongseokyu, and the second Duke Muhanseong obtained the martial arts of the previous era, the Hegemon Fist. The third princess, Sahaeryung, obtained the magic technique called Hwansangshinbo (幻影神步), which is said to be difficult to catch even if you see it.

The rest received the same, so it’s only natural to be curious.

“That’s it? But he said that I got recognized by that guy. He must have recognized me too. That I’m a genius. Hahahaha!”

“I’m glad I finally received that.” Jang Yi-seo shook his head and looked at Changryongdo again.

There was nothing particularly impressive about it. The blade was a grayish square with a dragon ascending into the sky.

But I got recognized… … .

Cheonma would definitely not have said anything nonsense. Mao said with a mischievous expression as he looked at him with a dubious look on his face.

“Don’t be surprised.”

Chuck! Mao immediately grabbed the spear dragon sword. There was nothing unusual. However, when he let go of the bet, whoosh! The blade transformed into an orange color.

Then it starts to sizzle and emit hot air.

“This is… … .”

“Hahaha! How is it? I made a bonfire with this? Are you surprised?”

Jang Yiseo nodded softly. This time, he was a little surprised. Using that kind of new water as a kindling. He really is a savage.