A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 348



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348.

#There is no tag

Meanwhile, there was another person in the inner quarters who came running after hearing the news.

A red nose full of alcohol and a gourd hung on the waist.

“What the heck is going on!”

One of the five new festivals and the opening of the Taishang Ark.

It’s the Bukgae Chui Geulryun.

“Didn’t we decide to meet at Anga?”

“Did you commit a crime? Your friend’s house collapsed, so of course you should come!”

You say that even though you obviously know that’s not what you mean.

“What more can I hide since it’s already been discovered? I can’t live in fear any longer!”

So now he openly means to be by your side. When General Deng awkwardly greets you and leaves the room, you run over to sit next to the leader.

“Jangwon is completely destroyed! What the hell happened?”

“It is exactly as you see it.”

At the leader’s short answer, Bukgae frowned and closed his mouth.

Just by looking at the piles of corpses, it was easy to guess who had done this.

“The Golden Guard… … These damn bastards-!”

Gooooo!

The North Dog radiated energy with its furious eyes.

If everything had gone according to the original plan, the leader wouldn’t have been much different.

Perhaps after calling together the masters of the Murim Alliance, they would not hesitate to go to war.

But not anymore.

Squeak!

A person opens the door and comes in.

Jang Seo.

Because of that, the future changed.

“Did you call?”

“Come in!”

The leader welcomes him with open arms. However, he cannot fool his best friend, Bukgae.

Look at this guy? Who the hell is he to look at his own child with such a warm expression on his face?

He narrowed his eyes and looked intently at Jang Seo as he came in. Then, all of a sudden, his expression became fierce.

‘You’re so weird. You’re so weird. Where on earth did you come from to be so weird?’

I don’t know about anything else, but the dog-nosed boogeyman is considered the best in the world when it comes to picking on people.

But Jang was very strange.

‘It doesn’t smell. It doesn’t smell at all! Even someone who washes ten times a day is bound to smell.’

There was only one such case.

A guy who erased his own smell.

In short, he is a very suspicious guy.

“Sit down.”

The leader kindly pointed to the path ahead, and the North Dog glared at the wild dog with his arms folded.

‘What is this atmosphere?’

Jang shrugged his shoulders at the stark temperature difference and sat down in front of them.

Then the leader spoke with sincerity in a calm voice.

“I heard the story in general. Thanks to you, we were all able to avoid danger. Thank you.”

The leader bows his head. Jang Yi-seo is somewhat taken aback by the unexpected reaction.

Asking why I’m here when I should be at the Akduho, or asking about what happened yesterday.

I thought it would be one of the two.

Certainly, the leader is the leader.

He replied, his appetite returning.

“I told you, I’ll do what I have to do.”

But.

“How can I trust you!”

“yes?”

When he turns his head at the sudden commotion, Bukgae snorts. The leader also turns his head to look at him, as if he is shocked.

“What, why? Don’t trust this guy. He’s very suspicious. My nose can’t be fooled!”

“Girl wheel.”

“Look! You. The corpses outside. Did you make them all like that?”

They’re not executives, but let’s say they are.

“Yes, but.”

“Oh, well done. A hundred people were killed outside, but they all look fine on the outside. Hey, leader. You know what this means, don’t you? Poison! This guy used poison!”

Is this really open? He is definitely quick-witted. But.

“Is that a problem?”

“What is your last name?”

“Mr. Baek.”

“Look at this! From the Holy Sect. A guy who isn’t even a member of the party uses poison?! This guy, this is definitely a piece of work sent by Sima Weidao! Arrest him right now… … !”

“I am Muyeong’s disciple.”

“Nephew!”

The dog ran up to me and hugged me tightly. What the hell is this guy?

“Somehow, from the moment I first saw you, you seemed so innocent! This uncle recognized you at first glance.”

It’s a masterpiece.

“Let’s see. This person has a very slim face, just like Muyeong. Is this his son?”

“Not at all.”

“If he’s a disciple, he’s a son. Hahaha! The leader, he’s become a child, that’s enough. He doesn’t avoid being touched by a beggar!”

Can’t you see I’m holding my breath?

“Please come out.”

“But aren’t you asking who I am?”

“Is there only one more person whom the leader keeps as a friend?”

“That’s right. This guy is Muyeong’s disciple! He’s just that arrogant!”

Bukgae laughed heartily and returned to his seat. Maengju shook his head and asked something he had been curious about since the topic had come up.

“I thought you went to Akduho. How did you end up here?”

I asked and felt a sense of anticipation inside. I thought it might be him who saved me at the temple. But.

“I’m back.”

“You’re back?”

Chuck! Instead of answering, he placed the sword he had placed next to him in front of him so that it was clearly visible.

Then the dog crawled back again, examined the sword, and then said in surprise.

“A Thousand-Year Sword?!”

The leader’s eyes also opened wide.

“That stubborn Seogeom gave this to you?”

Is that a problem? They both nodded briefly and stared blankly at each other with their mouths open. Soon, Bukgae explained.

“Do you know what this Thousand-Year Sword is?”

“Isn’t that the sword you used?”

“It’s not just any sword. It’s the sword I’ve used my entire life!”

In simple terms, it is similar to a sacred token symbolizing a sword.

“That means I recognize you as the greatest nobleman.”

That’s what it meant. But why? When I looked at it casually, Bukgae swallowed his breath and answered.

“Who is Seogeom? Aren’t you the eldest adult in Hwasan? Since Jongjeong has acknowledged you, it means that you have become an adult who should be served by Hwasan in name and reality.”

“Is that how it is?”

“Look at him. Even the head of the Hwasan faction will have to bow his head when he sees you, and his disciples will have to kneel down, and his disciple’s disciple… … That’s enough. Anyway, even if that tough guy is Muyeong’s disciple, there’s no way he would do something like this.”

It was just as Bukgae said.

Seogeom is someone who values ​​etiquette and distribution above all else.

No matter how much I liked it, I would never do anything that could destroy the order of the volcano.

But giving the Thousand-Year Sword means openly telling the disciples to serve it.

Of course, if they knew that Jang Yi-seo was the vice-leader of the Demonic Cult and that he had inherited not only the Heavenly Sword but also the Intangible Sword, they would both have fainted.

‘Why on earth is it like this… … .’

Even the market manager didn’t understand it.

But for Seogeom, there was something more important than etiquette and distribution, and that was his sincere apology as an adult to Muyeong and Jang Il-seo.

That was the kind of person she was, Seogeom Yeojungak.

Anyway, it’s something you can’t disbelieve even after seeing it for yourself. Bukgae nodded and spoke heartily.

“Well, I’m Muyeong’s disciple, so there’s nothing I can’t do! Anyway, it’s really nice to meet you. I’m Chui Jie Lun. I was very close with your master, so from now on, you should call me uncle.”

A shallow sigh was swallowed. I never thought that my relationship with Shinju Ojeol would continue like this.

‘Did Sa-suk or Sa-hyeong know about this relationship?’

I don’t know. But I suddenly had a feeling that he must have known about the death penalty.

Maybe that’s why Shinju Ojeol survived in the Jeongsa Ma Jeon.

Furthermore, it is possible that the war was not started for destruction from the beginning, but for peace and balance.

Of course, if you ask him, the only thing you’ll get in return is a bad temper.

In any case, I can’t ignore my master’s fate.

He stood up from his seat, took the lottery ticket politely, and bowed.

“It’s a white paper.”

It was the moment when a new relationship with Bukgae Chui Geolryun began.

“Yes. White Paper. Let’s stay still. If Seogeom gave me the Thousand-Mae Sword, what should I give him? Are you married? I have a swindler who’s like my granddaughter. How about it? Do you want to meet him?”

“The granddaughter must have become a beggar.”

Either way it’s weird!

As the North Korean dog continued to squirm like a hawk, the leader of the group glared at him.

“Let’s talk about greetings later. Let’s start with what happened yesterday.”

It was something I had hoped for anyway. I changed my expression and seriously got to the point.

“Those who came here yesterday are not the Golden Guard.”

Hmm?! The two people are startled.

“They are assassins who came at the request of the Blood Cult. They are the enemy of the Apostolic Alliance.”

“… … !”

The eyes of the leader and the northern dog opened wide.

*

“So what you’re saying is that you deliberately set up the situation so that we would attack the Golden Guard?”

After the detailed explanation, Bukgae asked with a proud look.

“Yes. But it won’t be just any gold medalist. It’ll probably be someone the leader met.”

The government troops met at the temple. This time, they were wearing camouflaged clothes, and the flag that was on the carriage at that time was also found to be identical to that one.

Judging from the serious expression on the leader’s face, there must be something suspicious.

“But… … .”

Hmm? The leader looked at me fiercely and asked.

“How do you know that I met him? That’s something only we know.”

“I heard that from Seogeom.”

“hmm…….”

As I was talking roughly, the leader spat out a shallow sigh.

Actually, there is no particular reason to hide it, but there is no need to reveal it right now.

But is it an illusion that his expression looks particularly regretful?

anyway.

“Who is that person?”

When asked again about the main topic, this time Bukgae sighed and explained.

“Have you heard of the divine lord Hwamujin?”

Not at all. I’ve never heard of it before.

“He is the head of the Jinmusa (鎭撫司), the most powerful organization within the Emperor’s personal guard, the Golden Guard.”

Simply put, the best of the best in the Golden Guard with omnipotent power!

and.

“He is the one we thought was behind the Olympic Games until now.”

The leader had been suspicious of the Oryunhoe for three years already.

He learned of the existence of the Blood Cult in advance due to Gu Ja-gi’s death, and he was suspicious of the Oryunhoe that appeared like a comet when he was addicted to the fresh lung.

But.

“The Five-Ryun Society was like an illusion without substance. The Five Great Sects were just members of it. They didn’t lead it. So no one had any doubts.”

A friendly gathering for mutual benefit, literally.

It was nothing more, nothing less.

The problem is.

“It grew out of control. It was only three years. But now there is no merchant group that is not part of the Oryunhoe, and it has reached a point where if you are not part of the Oryunhoe, you cannot survive.”

And this shattered the unwritten rule of coexistence between the upper class and the sect.

There is no longer any need for the Murim Alliance.

Yes, that’s right.

The purpose of the Oryunhoe was not to fight and defeat the Murim Alliance, but to neutralize them.

“That’s when I realized. There was a huge amount of power hidden behind the Olympic Council that supported the upper echelons.”

And the most likely candidate was the head of the Jinuiwi Jinmusa, Shin Gun Hwamujin.

“The circumstances were clear.”

The dog continued to speak.

First of all, he is the head of an intelligence organization that is difficult to catch no matter how hard you dig.

The fact that they are a hostile entity that usually views the martial arts world as a potential rebel.

The fact that we have had continuous meetings with those belonging to the Olympic Games.

Even the stone Buddha statue collapsed on the day the leader met him at the temple.

And that’s not all.

“When I went to investigate the Jincheonroe this time, I heard that they had all been taken by the Geumuiwi.”

All the evidence was clearly pointing against him.

Hwamujin, the leader of the Geumuiwi Jinmusa!

But to put it another way, all of this is

‘It’s a trap set by Ilkom.’

At this point, Jang Yi-seo began to have new questions.

The fact that they had planned this meticulously means that they had been aiming for a fight between the Mengju and Hwamujin for years already. No, maybe even much longer than that.

Why on earth? What good would come from clashing with him and the leader?

“But if this was all the Blood Cult’s plan as you said, then now that it’s all ruined… … he’ll probably hide in the shadows again.”

A dark shadow fell over the faces of Bukgae and Maengju.

Fortunately, no sacrifices were made, but I thought that another long game of tag would unfold.

One of the men shook his head and spoke firmly.

“No. I’ll catch it this time.”

By any means.

“Because I’m going to make it happen.”

therefore.

“You two need to help me out.”

A sinister smile spread across Jang I-seo’s lips.