A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 40



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40.

#What kind of person are you (1)

“Did you wash properly?”

1st floor of Chilsogung Annex.

In front of Jang Seo, who was sitting cross-legged in the center, two boys, still wet with sweat, came in hesitantly.

The six princes, Meng Hui and Mao, the seven princes, were brothers who got along well.

“Please sit down.”

Jang-seo said, pointing to the low table set before me. There were two well-roasted chickens on it.

Meng Hui and Mao swallowed hard and came over to sit down. It was only natural that they would feel hungry after emptying their stomachs.

“Me, really. What on earth is going on? Even if the Seven Princes are like that, why on earth is the Six Princes like that? Where are your assistants? Did you come alone?”

He left his house alone and came in and shit his pants. It’s something I can’t understand.

“… … .”

Instead of answering, Hana Maeng-hui only shed tears again. I understand. As you said, I came to see you because you were good at aiding me, but what a shame. Even though it was our first time meeting.

“Hey, Jang-seo. Don’t be like that. That’s how it is when you’re young. It’s okay. That’s how it is with people. Things don’t always go as planned.”

“Who is comforting whom?! I don’t want to hear that from you!”

“I took your side with the same shit-colored heart.”

“I don’t know that color?”

“That’s funny! Then what was that cheap thing you bought earlier? Was it green?”

“Be polite to your brother!”

“Go take a dump, you little shit. Hahahaha!”

“hey!”

“why.”

Two people jump up from their seats and glare at each other, growling.

After that, Jang Yi-seo pressed his temple hard. Then he hit the floor hard and said.

“Both of you, be quiet. What on earth are you talking about?”

“How insolent! I am the direct descendant of the Meng family… … .”

“Yes, I will put the chimney in the manger now. Along with the clothes you are wearing.”

When Jang Yiseo spoke firmly, Maeng Hui sat down like a dog with its tail tucked in.

“I, I tried to keep quiet.”

“Then do so. And Your Majesty, please lower your voice and sit down.”

“Hey, I feel wronged! Do you think you pooped because you wanted to? Then why did you leave those things in front of the toilet… .”

“Quiet.”

As Zhang Yishu opened his eyes, Mao sat down, grumbling softly. And when Meng Hui saw this, he was inwardly surprised.

‘Are you listening to that assistant right now? That son of a bitch?’

As it turned out, the situation became a bit embarrassing, but when I looked closely, it seemed like the roles had been reversed. It was like the Seven Princes watching their assistants’ faces.

Even Mao was never the type of person to listen to anyone.

‘So is that assistant really a teacher? If you think about it, there are more than one or two strange things. Even the fact that he installed a jinsik in the house. Could it be… … that it’s all for training?’

Maeng Hui narrowed his eyes and examined Jang Yi Seo carefully.

His face is extremely ordinary, and he doesn’t look like he’s over 20 years old. At first glance, he doesn’t look that strong, but for some reason, his eyes have an intimidating quality to them.

Just like my fathers, who have been through thick and thin and reached a high level…

‘What are you thinking now! How dare you compare your fathers to such a worthless guy!’

Maeng Hui shook his head. Of course, that couldn’t be happening. It seems he was very shocked today.

Gulp.

I’m also very hungry.

Jang Yi-seo said as he looked up at the table, swallowing his saliva.

“You probably haven’t had anything to eat, so please eat something first. We’ll talk about the details later.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Mao smiled and bit into the chicken leg, tearing it into pieces.

“Hahahaha! Enjoy your meal!”

Maeng Hui also nodded politely and spoke softly.

“… … I’ll eat well.”

So the meal began, and Jang-seo got up from his seat as if telling us to eat comfortably, walked over to the window in the corner, and stood with his arms folded.

Maeng Hui, who was watching this, thought as he plucked the chicken without hesitation.

The assistant secretary. And Mao.

I’ll go into detail about these two.

Of course, first of all, eat.

*

Jang-seo looked out the window and glanced at the boy who was busily picking at the chicken.

The Six Dukes, Maeng Hui.

Information about him just flowed through my mind without me having to think about it.

The youngest son of Maeng Cheol-yong, the third elder and head of the Maeng family.

A person born with a silver spoon in his mouth, lacking nothing from his talents to his family background.

As expected from a family of master swordsmen, Maengga, he handles the single spear, Mukhyeok, which was given to him as a divine weapon, and of course his skills are of a high level for his age.

He was originally timid and nervous, and there were doubts about his abilities, but he proved his abilities by becoming the youngest adopted son of the cult leader.

Perhaps because he was born a young master, he is as arrogant as the Seven Princes, and it is his habit to look down on and ignore others.

This was the basic, publicly known information about the Six Dukes of Meng Hui.

A life that truly has it all.

But there was also this story behind it.

‘A child born to Maeng Cheol-yong to be adopted as the leader’s son.’

Although the truth is unknown, there was once a record of a woman of good character being hired as a surrogate mother in Mengjia.

And before two years had passed, Maeng Hui was born. Although Maeng Ga’s wife acknowledged him as her child, he became the legitimate heir, his biological mother never showed up.

So the rumor that he was a planned child was known as a done deal. No one just said it.

‘Is that why you’re being so nice to me? Because it seems like our situations are similar… … ?’

Zhang Yishu’s suspicious gaze glanced at Mao.

“Oh, I ate well.”

“Where did my leg go? I left it here to eat it last.”

“Are you looking for this bone? You’re slow, kid.”

“This is real!”

“100 million!”

The two boys were tangled up and muttering. Jang-seo turned his head away with an even deeper look of doubt on his face.

Normally, that scoundrel wouldn’t invite someone into his house and make a fuss.

Even as far as Zhang Yishu knew, the Six Dukes and Mao were enemies. But maybe it was because they were the youngest, or maybe it was because of compassion.

In reality, he looks just like a cousin teasing his younger sibling.

‘If the older brothers had met, this place would have been scorched earth already.’

They are the children and brothers of the cult leader. In reality, they are candidates fighting for the position of sub-cult leader.

It’s okay because those two are young. From the relatively older Ilgongja to the Sakongja, just meeting them would be an event that would turn the Demonic Cult upside down.

Even if you look at the Three Princesses and Sa Hae-ryeong, aren’t they always attacked by assassins? It’s only natural that the closer you get to the position of the leader of the cult, the more careful you have to be with your actions.

‘But you came here naked and without any assistance. Are you naive or stupid?’

Even though they are latecomers who have no competition, isn’t it true that there is no boundary at all at this point?

The type that’s perfect for closing your eyes and cutting off your nose. Of course, I’m the one getting cut off.

Jang Yi-seo turned around and said.

“If you’ve finished eating, please return to your room and sleep. Starting tomorrow, we will begin our real training.”

Both people reacted with surprise at the same time at his firm words.

“You’re training?!”

“Go to your room?”

What the hell, you guys. As Zhang Yishu glared at the two of them, Mao spoke first.

“Sleep together… … . I’m lonely.”

“get out.”

Jang Il-seo gave an order to banish guests, flashing a light on life.

“pup…….”

Mao walked out slowly. And the six princes who were left alone were still lost in thought, watching the relationship between the two that was not yet adapted. You are speaking informally to me. What the hell are you guys doing?

But soon he shook his head and glared at me with piercing eyes. Anyway, that’s not what’s important right now.

“Mao is practicing cultivation?”

The reason you came here. It’s time to confirm that.

When Jang Yi-seo looked at him as if asking why he was asking that, Maeng Hui raised his voice and asked as if he was interrogating him.

“Why? Why is he practicing?”

“Do I have to say that much?”

“Do you want to die? Tell me right now. This is an order.”

Order? Hey, look at this guy. Jang-seo’s mouth goes up.

“Master Yuk Gongja, don’t you practice cultivation?”

“He’s different from me! He has no talent and has lived his entire life without any martial arts skills.”

“You don’t have the talent… Do you really think so?”

Jang Yiseo tilted his head with an indifferent expression. Maeng Hui responded with a snort.

“Huh, then it’s not like that?”

Of course not.

“Just as the Sixth Prince did, the Seventh Prince’s qualities are something that the leader himself acknowledges. But are you denying that?”

“Oh, why is Father here!”

“Because it’s worth coming out.”

Profit! Maeng Hui’s teeth clenched. What kind of arrogant guy is this?

“You, don’t you know who I am?”

embrace.

“Maeng-hwi.”

“Hey, Maeng-Hwi?! Did you just call my name carelessly?”

Then what should I say? When Jang Yiseo looked at him in disbelief, Maeng Hui became even more angry and shouted with a red face.

“You’re a supporter with no foundation or backing! Do you think you’ll be okay after treating me, the direct descendant of the Meng family, like this?”

“Musa… …?”

It was then that a strong magical energy began to emanate from Jang Yiseo’s body.

Woohoo!

Maeng Hui felt a flash of consciousness and the feeling of being out of breath.

‘This, this energy!’

Although he was young, he was also a world-class talent chosen by the cult leader. The magical energy emanating from Jang Yi-seo’s body was certainly small in quantity, but judging by his delicate five senses, it was similar to that of the person to whom all of Heavenly Mountain bowed their heads.

‘Oh, father… … ?’

Maeng-Hwi trembles and falls to the floor. How on earth could something like this happen? Such a perfect magic.

Of course, Jang Seo was equally surprised. He had only tried a little of Cheonma’s internal energy out of curiosity, but he had no idea that the effect would be this great.

‘As rumored, you are incredibly weak-hearted. Who would have thought that you would be so scared by mere energy? Or is it that the Heavenly Horse is so great?’

But even if it hadn’t been for this, I would have somehow broken that little guy’s spirits.

It was a heartfelt admonition to a child who had grown up crooked as an adult, and a warning to a competitor who would eventually have to be defeated.

therefore…….

Jang Yi-seo looked down at him coldly and spoke as if he were pronouncing a sentence.

“Not only did you come here without notice and cause a commotion… … Are you discussing my safety right now?”

“That, that’s not it… … .”

“Listen carefully to what I say. I don’t know about others, but I’m a little different because I have no background or backing. What I mean is that I don’t think about the future. Do you understand what I mean?”

“You… … aren’t you afraid of Mengjia?”

How on earth were you raised and educated to be talking like a fool in this situation? Jang Yi-seo responded as if he was admonishing her.

“Look around you. Where is Meng Ga now? I can’t see a single one. Neither the three elders nor the assistants. No one. The only ones here are the six princes and me, Jang Yi Seo. It’s just the two of us.”

“Ha, but no one speaks to me rudely like you do!”

“Yes, so learn. That there are people like me.”

Maeng Hui’s face distorted. What kind of guy is this… .

For a moment, Jang Seo-ri began to feel like a wall in front of my eyes.

I’m talking about the big wall called adulthood.