A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 35



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35.

#The beginning of training (3)

“Please wipe it.”

A woman in her thirties, covered in makeup, approaches Sado-cheol, whose hands and face are covered in blood, and politely holds up a handkerchief.

This is Geumhwabin, the third in the slaughterhouse hierarchy and the owner of Saekwolru.

Sado-cheol didn’t even look at her, just wiped his hands and sat back down.

“But even though you were going to do that to that kid anyway, you always tried to stop me when I tried to step in. Thinking about it makes me mad again.”

His younger brother, Sa Ho-jeong, crossed his legs and frowned. Sa Do-cheol glared at him like a wild beast and replied.

“Be quiet, and get ready.”

“What preparations?”

“It’s almost time for a deal with the Iron Horse Bandits. If you want to receive the goods accurately, prepare everything without fail.”

“Ha, those damn barbarian bastards? Shouldn’t you go with them? Whenever I meet them, they stink. And they smell like fucking dirt. They make me vomit.”

“Sahojeong.”

“Ah, fuck. Okay. Okay. I said I’ll meet you. Just go and give me the money and get the unmarried mountain. Right?”

Sahojeong grumbled and turned her head. Then Sadocheol looked at Myshin and spoke.

“I think it will be difficult for Jang Seo to end things quietly.”

Judging from the tone, this does not seem like an apology or a request for understanding. This is a notice. It is a notice that something will go wrong and that you should clean up the mess.

At this, Mysin snickered and picked up a handful of the unmarried mountain on the table. Without taking her eyes off him, she put it in her mouth and answered.

“Just make sure.”

“Agreed.” Sado-cheol nodded briefly.

Jang has already crossed the line. What happened to two executives is truly unusual and humiliating. Those guys should be made an example of and destroyed to save face.

He said this while looking at the smiling Rouge Saekwol standing in front of him.

“Gather everyone. I will go hunting myself.”

“Yes, boss.”

“The goal is Wolha Village.”

A shocking order was given by the apostle.

“The deadline is until everything burns to death and disappears.”

At this, Myshin burst into laughter, and Sahojeong grumbled that she wanted to go too.

And Saekwol Geumhwabin smiled brightly and nodded.

“I will prepare.”

Sado-cheol, the boss of the slaughterhouse.

He started moving himself.

* * *

Unaware that the slaughterhouse’s blade was closing in on their necks, unexpected cheers erupted in Wolha Village.

“Hyungniiiiiim-!”

Yongtae, the leader of the Black Dragon faction, runs around waving both hands.

“I’ve been waiting for you!”

Meggi and the Black Dragon family members follow behind to greet them.

“Are you here?”

And even Chu Hong-ran greeted us warmly in a somewhat shy manner.

They all welcomed the two back warmly.

Opening the gate of the Heavenly Demon Hall, Mao, the Seven Princes who returned home in glory, and his aide Jang Seo.

I’m talking about these two people.

“Hey, I really like my house. Look at that bamboo forest over there. It smells just like me. Yeah. I like it.”

Mao smiled faintly as he watched the people running from the Seven Little Palaces to the Moonlight Lake to greet him. He already had a manly impression with his tall, well-built body, but with the spear-dragon sword draped over his shoulder, his appearance became even more impressive.

Yongtae and Megi also noticed this and were startled and shouted.

“No, Your Majesty. That. That. Is that perhaps it?”

“Yes. That one. That one!”

Kids. I told you to listen to me like this so I can understand. Mao said, rubbing his philtrum with his index finger.

“That, that’s not it. It’s a spear, a dragon, a sword. These are the divine items that were bestowed directly by the cult leader, you brats.”

“That’s right, Changryongdo! Isn’t that the one you put up as collateral at a gambling house and lost in a jiffy!”

“… … Meg, you little punk. I was waiting to say that on purpose.”

“Oh, I got caught.”

“Come to work. I’ll show you why this is divine.”

“evil!”

Mao and Meggi ran around like children, kicking up dust. Zhang Yishu shook his head in disappointment.

Then he looked at Chwihongran and asked.

“Where is Master Zhuge Liang?”

No matter how much I looked, I couldn’t see Jegalgwiryong. Instead, Yongtae, who was next to her, laughed heartily and answered.

“Well, he left without saying anything. When I started working with him, I realized he was not an ordinary eccentric person. He was so loud. At this age, I’ve been through a lot.”

That must have been the case. He wasn’t usually inspired.

But there is one thing that is certain.

“What about Chilsogung?”

Jang I-seo asked with sparkling eyes.

“You’ll be amazed when you go there. But do you really want to live there?”

Yongtae asks worriedly. Judging from his expression, it seems like the construction went well.

“Thank you for your hard work.”

Jang-i gave a brief greeting and walked towards the bamboo forest. Then Yong-tae blushed in embarrassment and approached him cautiously.

“You’ve worked hard. But, hyung… … . It’s hard, but since the results of your work are immediately visible, it doesn’t feel too bad. So… … . While we’re at it, how about we learn some things with our kids?”

Jang Yi-seo snickered at Yong-tae’s question. The Black Dragon faction was originally a bunch of troublemakers who just went around picking fights without doing anything.

It’s not a bad thing to work hard and live properly. The quality of life itself is different between living knowing the value of reward and living without knowing it.

“Let’s talk about it later when we get a chance.”

“Thank you, bro!”

Yongtae and his men smiled brightly and bowed their heads. Jegalgwiryong. Although that man had a bad temper, he was a nobleman with solid abilities. If he were to learn from him, he would definitely be of great help.

As I walked like that, I passed through a bamboo forest and finally the newly renovated Chilsogung Palace appeared before my eyes.

If it was a dilapidated ruin before, now it is… … .

“What is all this?”

Mao blinked his eyes three times and rubbed them.

That’s because I couldn’t believe it even after seeing it.

First of all, the wall was much thicker than before, and it was also so high that you had to look up to see it for three counts.

Although it was a bit rough due to the lack of time, it definitely felt like a palace now.

“That’s great?! But there’s no door.”

It was just as Mao said. The passageway that seemed to be the entrance was only narrow enough for one or two people to pass through, and there was no door in sight.

“Still, it won’t be easy to get in.”

Yongtae said with a confident smile.

“Why can’t you come? Even a passing dog would come in.”

Mao snorted and walked forward. Now, wait! Yongtae and Meggi were startled by this and reached out their hands, but they were too late.

Mao was a hot-tempered rascal. He stepped into the passageway without giving anyone a chance to stop him.

Okay then.

Wheaaaak! Thud!

“Ugh!”

A black iron club suddenly popped out from the left wall of the passageway and struck me in the face.

Mao just collapsed on the ground.

It was so absurd and unfair that I looked up and saw the iron club that had hit my cheek disappear into the wall again with a clatter.

“Is this a moose instruction?”

My cheeks were so cold that I couldn’t even pronounce words properly and tears welled up in my eyes.

“No, that’s… … .”

Yongtae hurriedly ran over to Mao, grabbed him by the back of his neck, and dragged him backwards, touching his forehead.

And Jang Seo, who saw this, smiled in conversion.

“You did a good job.”

Where did you get this?! Mao’s eyes pop out.

“What’s wrong! Didn’t you see that just now? I went in and got hit hard? Look here. My cheek is swollen. Can’t you see? Are you an assassin?”

Jang Yi-seo stepped forward, pushing aside Mao, who was whining right next to him. Yong-tae then let out a couple of empty coughs and explained.

“First of all, there are three new places built in Chilsogung this time. One is the entrance, the Gate of Good Fortune and Bad Fortune. Every time you take a step, iron bars stick out here and there… …. Oh my, even Master Jegal gave up and had to climb up the wall using a ladder.”

“F*ck, then it’s not a good or bad fortune! It’s just a bad omen that you’ll get hit with no exceptions!”

Listen to the end. Don’t be so snarky. Jang-seo motioned to Yong-tae to continue without worrying about it.

“Yes, the second is the path of the 108 afflictions, and the third is the room of inability to rest… … They are very, very dangerous. Maybe… … your life could be in danger. Yes. Many of our children have gone to the bottom because of that.”

“Hey, you! Why am I living in such a dangerous place!”

Why live? Because that way you can become stronger as soon as possible.

Martial arts are not simply about increasing your internal energy and memorizing techniques. When the realms are similar or only one level apart, the key to victory or defeat comes from skilled senses.

Even if you are the best martial artist, the moment you let your guard down, your life will end in this world of martial arts.

But Mao is a total beginner who has never even properly learned martial arts, let alone any sense of it.

For him, who was like that, to catch up with his brothers, mediocre training was not enough. A more certain stimulus was needed.

So, what was prepared was the reconstruction of Chilsogung.

Melting away threats in life.

Just as he had learned from the rock carvings.

“From now on, listen carefully to what I say.”

Jang I-seo said with his eyes wide open.

“If you want to survive another month, you have to do whatever it takes to survive here.”

“Hey, Jang-seo… …!”

“You must. You must endure.”

Jang Yi-seo turns his head to the side.

Now there is only one month left.

Until then, we have to survive somehow.

The Seven Princes. And myself.

*

After greeting each other at Chilsogung, Yongtae and Meggi returned to their respective places.

“Then we will go now.”

“I haven’t been able to rest properly for a while.”

As the two people and the Black Dragon Sect left, and the surroundings became quiet, Jang Yi-seo let out a shallow breath. Now he felt like he was finally back home.

Chu Hongran, who had been watching from the side, spoke cautiously.

“Is something wrong? You don’t look so good.”

It wasn’t just a day or two, but she had been seeing Jang Yi-seo for years. But today, her expression was strangely gloomy. Although she was originally cynical, there was a playfulness in her eyes and a faint smile on her lips. She seemed like a person full of murderous intent.

“… … It’s nothing.”

“It’s nothing. I guess I’ll die in a month.”

“yes?”

When Chu Honglan asked in surprise, Mao’s lips pursed and he grumbled.

“My father gave me a ridiculous homework assignment. He told me to avoid his style. How can that make sense?! What can I do!”

“ah…….”

Chu Hongran sighed, covering her lips with her white hand. That happened. But… … .

‘Master, your expression doesn’t seem to be because of that. What should I say… … You look scared.’

It was accurate.

In fact, Jang Seo’s current internal condition was more serious than it appeared.

Because Cheonma’s internal energy is gradually infiltrating even his spirit.

Why would magic be magic?

It is magic because it is a malevolent energy that goes against the natural order and harms the body.

Among them, the one that Jang Yi-seo holds is the magic energy of the Heavenly Horse, which can be called the most precious.

Since it’s leaking out of the hole in my danjeon, it’s only natural that I’d go crazy.