A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 349



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349.

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“How on earth are you going to catch those Blood Cult guys?”

The dog crosses his arms and looks dubious.

“You’re not planning on hitting the equator, are you?”

Equator. Of course, they broke the peace agreement that the death penalty had set, so they will definitely pay the price at some point.

But not now.

“If we attack the Equator now, a war with the Sado-ryeon may break out. I can’t do something that the Blood Cult likes.”

“You know very well. But then there’s no way. That’s all the evidence we have left.”

No, there is still a way.

A way to make them crawl out instead of hiding.

“Please state internally that it was the Jinuiwi that attacked the Tiger King.”

“Th, what is that!”

The leader and the northern dog blew up their flagships.

What the hell is this?

They didn’t do that until just now!

“The idea is to keep the blood sect moving.”

“… … !”

The plan was simple.

To make them believe that this plan was not a failure, but rather a half success.

Their ultimate goal will not be the death of the Tigers. That is merely a process.

The real war is between the Murim Alliance and the Jinuiwi!

“Are you saying that we should pretend to continue to doubt the Golden Guard?”

Correct. If I just told them that, they would definitely move again.

Of course, there were some areas of concern.

“But would they believe that? They’ve already failed.”

“I will believe you. You two would have believed it if I hadn’t told you.”

“That’s… … that’s right.”

The North Dog and the Meng Zhou eventually nod their heads.

It was obvious. This was something the Blood Cult had been preparing for at least several years. It wasn’t just a case of disguising themselves as the Golden Guard, but a grand undertaking that had been slowly built up to the point where one could not help but be suspicious.

Even the assassins self-destructed by setting off a lightning bolt, so if the three of us keep quiet, no one will know about this.

“Okay. Let’s say I believe you. Then what? We’ll just have to wait for them to show up anyway.”

If you just stay still, that’s what it would be like.

But this time it’ll be different.

“Propose a meeting with Hwamujin first. I propose reconciliation, not war.”

“… … !”

That’s the last thing they want. So what can you do? You have no choice but to run out and stop it somehow.

“So you’re trying to invite a crisis instead!”

The dog clapped its hands and cheered.

It’s a pretty plausible plan. No, it’s definitely worth a try.

But there was one essential condition that had to be met.

“If what you say is to happen, the Blood Cult will need to know about our movements. How will we convey that?”

That’s right. Bukgaedo asked with his eyes wide open. Jang Yi-seo answered with the corners of his lips raised.

“You will figure it out yourself.”

The hidden rat will foolishly ask you.

*

Jang Seon revealed his plan and went out.

And in the place where he disappeared.

“hmm…….”

“Ugh… … .”

The North Dog and the Mengju were as exhausted as if they had been sucked into something. After a long while, the North Dog finally muttered.

“Did this guy Muyeong pick his disciple just by looking at his head?”

It was that amazing. Bukgae was the information chief of the Murim Alliance. He was also known for his cunning, no matter where he went.

But there was something different about Jang.

He was good at strategy, and while being meticulous, he was also easygoing throughout.

As if the situation was being played out over your head.

I’ve never seen anyone so skillfully plan a game at that age.

“If that guy Zhuge Sang had seen this, he would have made a fuss and wanted to take me as his disciple.”

As far as Bukgae knew, he was the smartest person, so this was truly the highest praise.

However, the leader thought differently.

‘Even Zhuge Liang wouldn’t have found the answer this quickly.’

For the past three years, I haven’t even been able to catch the tail of the blood cult.

Jang Yi-seo not only stopped the Blood Cult’s evil plot overnight, but also made plans to capture them.

Moreover, he is not just a guy with a head, but a guy with a head.

The more I looked at him, the more I couldn’t help but admire him.

Suddenly, the words that Shin Seung had said to Jegal Sang three years ago came to mind.

‘If it was Jang Daehyeop, whom you abandoned, he would have definitely found a way!’

Chapter 103… … .

Why is it? Even though I know it’s not true, I keep thinking of number 103 in the white paper.

Somehow I feel like I would have found a different answer three years ago.

If the white paper is number 103… … .

‘If it’s a new monk, wouldn’t you be able to recognize it?’

Clearly, he has a connection with Room 103. It’s not that old, so he’ll recognize it right away if he meets it.

My heart fluttered with an unknown sense of anticipation.

*

Meanwhile, Jang Seo, who had come out, secretly headed to the guest house.

I didn’t come here because I suddenly wanted a drink in broad daylight, I came to meet some people.

The fact that Bukgae returned after completing the Jincheonrye investigation means that there is a high probability that she has also arrived by now.

“No, what brings you here? I was planning to come see you anyway.”

As expected, the woman who entered the room was startled when she saw me.

The leader of the Biryongdang clan, Myo Chae-kyung, was there.

“Have you met Hwasup?”

He went in with a smile and sat down at the side table.

“We met.”

Judging by the scary grin she gave as she sat down, it seemed like she got what she wanted.

“Don’t be surprised. The Jincheonroes that Hwasupja has recently created… … .”

“It must have fallen into the hands of the Golden Guard.”

Myo Chae-kyung’s eyes widened. Her expression seemed to ask how she knew that.

“It’s unfortunate, but it was a waste of time. It was a trap set by Il-Hwang.”

“What does that mean?”

“While the leader was away, the guardian angel was raided.”

“omg!”

I explained to her everything that had happened, and Myo Chae-kyung was shocked, but quickly sorted out the situation.

“You set the trap a long time ago. So that the leader can strike the Golden Guard.”

As expected, if you pretend, it’s pretend.

“So what should I do now?”

She asks with a sinister smile. The task was simple.

“Please keep an eye on just one little rat.”

“A rat?”

The equatorial confederates took advantage of the gap in the leader’s presence to launch an attack.

This means that the Blood Cult is fully aware of the internal affairs.

In other words, there are spies inside as well.

“It’s stranger if there isn’t one. Moreover, if the rumor that he was sent back to the countryside was their plan, there’s no way he wouldn’t have joined the Tiger Corps. But do you know who he is?”

As you know.

He must be close to the leader. He must be one of the wealthy.

At first, I was suspicious of Namgung Shin and Wi Ji-gyeong’s group, who belonged to the Oryunhoe, but they were too reckless for that to be the case.

Then there was only one thing left.

From the day I took the entrance exam, Ttukseokburi came to me with a friendly smile.

‘This is Jo Jin-pyeong from Hamyang. He is single.’

Jo Jin-pyeong.

That’s it!

* * *

A member of the National Assembly near Hwarim-hyeon.

“I’m sorry, if only I hadn’t asked you to go on patrol… … .”

A man with a rough beak bowed his head in front of the member who had lost his right arm, which should have been fine.

This is Jo Jin-pyeong.

“No. How could this be your fault? Don’t worry too much.”

The member with the amputated arm tried to smile and tried to comfort him instead.

And when Jo Jin-pyeong finished visiting the sick and came out, his gloomy expression disappeared as if the darkness was disappearing when he saw the sunlight.

‘I’m sorry, but it’s my fault. I already knew that the equator would come.’

It was obvious. He was the one who had requested the equator!

‘Don’t be too upset though. If it were true, it would have been the neck that was cut off, not the arm.’

Jo Jin-pyeong smiled brightly and started walking.

* * *

“Have you ever seen such a murderous bastard!”

Meanwhile, in the guest room, Myo Chae-kyung was indignant.

Because he was furious that a spy from the Blood Cult had dared to approach the vice-leader, Jang Il-seo.

“But how did you know that he was a spy? His identity must have been clear.”

It certainly was. When I looked at the data, there seemed to be no problem at all.

I was born and raised in Hamyang, and I have average interpersonal relationships and even an old mother.

one.

“It was suspicious from the beginning.”

The easiest way for a spy to avoid suspicion in a large group is to make friends with strangers.

‘I’m sick of waiting, so I’m suggesting we talk.’

And he was the one who used this better than anyone else.

A friendly smile and a cheerful personality.

Most people treated him openly, and his interpersonal relationships spread like a net.

So I was suspicious of him from the beginning.

The reason we had drinks together at the inn from the first day was to find out more about him.

And the moment when this suspicion reached its peak was when I stopped by the temple.

A single-moksal and Hwangbo bottle in one sentence.

Songok and Wijigyeong in the middle of the gate.

In front of Daeungjeon are Jinja Ryang and Namgung Shin.

Clearly there were seven people in the group, but only one, Jo Jin-pyeong, was missing.

Still, at the time I thought it might just be a coincidence.

But on the day the raid took place.

Doubt became complete certainty.

‘Oh, I’m sorry.’

On the day that the enemy invaded, he, who was a security guard, went out as a reconnaissance team and became their hostage.

And the decisive evidence was the eyes of the equatorial mount.

‘Do you know that? The one who entrusted you with this request is a member of the Blood Cult.’

The moment you ask the question.

Swish.

His focus was on the Tiger Clan, not himself.

At that moment, both eyes were filled with betrayal and shock. As if they were demanding an explanation from someone.

And the person reflected in those eyes is.

“Jo Jin-pyeong. It was him.”

“Because the eyes don’t lie.”

In short, it was he who entrusted the task to the equator.

Myo Chae-kyung shook her head with a tired expression.

“If the day ever comes when I have to betray my Vice-Cult Leader, I will just gouge out both of my eyes.”

“That’s a joke,” he said, chuckling.

“Let me run wild as if it were my world for the time being. When the time comes, I will sort it out all at once.”

“Jeonmyeong!”

“The plan of Il-Hak will continue. Until I finish it.”

A new board has begun to be laid in Hwarimhyeon.

The hellish board of blood cults created by Jang Il-seo!

* * *

– Cheonsan Cheonmajeon.

When Jang Yi-seo was preparing a counterattack in the Central Plains.

News of him reached the Demonic Cult.

“Ouch, we’re in trouble!”

A hollow space where a brazier roars.

The elder, Ma-ui, came in out of breath, leaning on his cane and looking thoughtful, holding a letter in his hand.

Then, the eyebrows of the man who was sitting on the inner throne with his eyes closed twitched.

The devil’s eyes slowly open.

Now, the red-haired prince who has the appearance of a prince of the Demonic Cult is revealed.

The Seven Princes Maoda!

“You might have thought I was asleep, but you were wrong. I just blacked out for a moment.”

I didn’t ask. And isn’t that it?! Anyway, that’s not what’s important right now.

“Lee Seo. No, the vice-president… … .”

“Jang-seo?! Why is he here?! He really came? Where is he!”

Mao suddenly ran over and grabbed Ma Yi by the collar and shook him. Let go of my hand! He said after barely shaking him off after being swung back and forth.

“No, they said they were attacked by enemies!”

“What, what?!”

“That’s a surprise attack by hundreds of people in the middle of the night!”

How dare you… … what kind of child!

Hurrruk!

Flames burst out from Mao.

“Call the elders immediately. No, assemble the entire army. It’s war! I won’t let those bastards mess with me!”

“Yes! But I already killed them all!”

“who?”

“Vice-Chancellor.”

Today was another peaceful day for the Demonic Cult.