A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 42



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42.

When Jang Yi-seo points at Maeng-hui with his index finger, he blushes and laughs.

Mao responded in disbelief.

“What are you?”

“What? You can’t even walk properly.”

“Ah, this little brat!”

“You’re the one who’s the lover. What’s the peak? Anyway, I’m telling you that the left-hand man is also strange.”

“What? You just swore at me in front of me? Cancel it right now.”

“idiot.”

The two men bickered again. Then Jang Yi-seo clapped his hands and said, “Quiet!”

“For the time being, Changryongdo is sealed. From now on, Chilgongja, please concentrate on removing the weight from your steps. And every hour, you will visit three places: the house, the toilet, and outside the fence.”

“okay.”

Mao’s eyes are filled with strength. After all, as a genius, there is nothing he can’t do once he knows the method.

Maeng Hui also looked at Jang Yi Seo and said, as if he was determined not to give up.

“What should I do?”

Why are you asking me that? Jang Seo-ga licked his lips in bewilderment at the passionate look in his eyes and pointed to the annex.

“Go and practice on your own.”

Because it’s bothering me.

“okay!”

Maeng-Hwi runs to the annex in a hurry.

I feel like a tired beast is clinging to me. I must be mistaken.

Anyway, that’s how the two boys’ training began at Chilsogung.

* * *

Cheonsan Pork and Cattle Village.

Not far from the entrance to the village, at a crossroads, some peasants in shabby clothes are hiding in the bushes, loitering around with anxious faces.

“Ha, it’s time to come out now… … .”

A person who keeps checking the village entrance, biting his thumb and shaking his legs.

Surprisingly, it was Yongtae, the leader of the Black Dragon Clan, and his family, who were approaching their 40th birthday in two days.

They should have been in the alley of Wolha Village Market, but instead they appeared in front of Donwoo Village, one of the most dangerous villages in the Demonic Cult.

And wearing old, worn-out clothes too.

The reason was because of Jang Seo who came a few days ago.

So, it happened the very next day after I greeted you at Chilsogung.

‘Hey, bro?! What are you doing out at this hour? You’re slamming the door so hard… I can’t help but wonder?’

‘Put the knife away. I have one more thing to do.’

‘No, why are you talking about that at bedtime… … .’

‘It’s a deposit.’

‘What are you doing? You’re not serving any guests.’

That’s how I received a huge commission from Jang.

Of course, it wasn’t that easy. Maybe I had to risk my life. The content itself was fine. All I had to do was spy on them and run an errand. The problem was the target.

“Brother Yongtae, how about we just give up now? The opponent is a slaughterhouse, a slaughterhouse.”

Yes, the owner of this Donwoochon was a slaughterhouse.

If the Black Dragon Sect is a rabbit running around the back mountain, then the slaughterhouse is a mountain lord ruling from the top of Mt. Taishan.

“Khaaaaang!”

It was a tiger that was incredibly scary.

“F*ck, whoa! Why is this kid suddenly screaming and yelling, you piece of shit. Aren’t you going to clean your fingernails?”

“Or you can just hide somewhere.”

“Do you think you won’t get caught if you hide? You’ll just get more suspicion.”

Even if it’s a rabbit, a head is a head. Yongtae hit the back of the head of his frightened subordinate and said.

“And what about the slaughterhouse? At best, they’re just assassins who take people’s lives to make money. Have you forgotten that I’m from Horongdang, where I caught all the Inma and those kinds of things and threw them away?”

“Tongue, brother… … .”

“So don’t say anything. Do you understand? If you see any bastards talking nonsense and trying to get you off your feet before you get anything done, just have your head chopped off.”

“That, that, that’s not it, bro, over there!”

“What’s that, you little punk?”

When Suha pointed to the village entrance with a pale face, Yongtae suddenly turned around.

“Heeeeeeek!”

Then he opened his mouth wide and screamed.

A murderous crowd of people walking out, filling the wide entrance to the village.

A whopping one hundred slaughtering demons.

It was them.

Slaughterhouse.

And the three people who appear at the very front are… … .

‘S, Sado-cheol… …!’

The number one ranked Sado-cheol, known as the boss and butcher.

And on the left and right, the third in line, the color moon, the gold coin, the big monster, and the fourth in line, the meteor iron hammer, Dong Zhuo, took the lead.

In fact, the second Sahojeong restricted all slaughterhouses to come out.

“Tongue, bro. Oh, here we come. Here we come!”

The moment when the subordinates turn their heads in confusion to find their leader, Yongtae.

“Ughhhhhhh… … !”

Yongtae walked out with a dazed expression and a groan. His walking posture was unsteady, just like a drunkard.

As his subordinates stared blankly in bewilderment, he gestured with his eyes as if telling them to move quickly. His subordinates also groaned and crawled out as well.

“Woahhh!”

“Uh-huh.”

What kind of crazy things are they doing? If this continues, we will face the slaughterhouse head-on. As expected, when he sees a group of monsters approaching from a distance, Sado-cheol stops walking and glares at him coldly.

If it’s nothing, I’ll run out and kill and clean everything up.

Then, Saekwol whispered his opinion in my ear.

“It looks like they came to get medicine. Should I send them back?”

The only drug that the slaughterhouse handles is the hallucinogenic drug Mihonsan, which was airlifted from Cheolmajeok.

Occasionally, there would be people who were addicted to drugs and appeared like zombies. If they had nothing left to lose, they would be sold into slavery or given a good dose of medicine and thrown to the wolves.

“Ugh… … Give me some medicine… … ! Yo… … .”

Sado-cheol looked at them absentmindedly, then let out a sigh as if he was annoyed. Then he bluntly started walking again.

“let’s go.”

Anyway, the main building, Saekhwaru, is closed today. It would be a waste of time to go there. You can go in and wait or go back, you will have to decide. Now is not the time to be negative about the project because of those things.

“Get out of the way!”

“Uh… … Vicky… … Ja… … .”

As the slaughterhouse set out again, Yongtae and his men limped to make way for them on both sides.

And only after they had disappeared for a long time did Yongtae and his men slowly straighten their hunched bodies and speak firmly.

“Let’s get started.”

“Yes, bro!”

* * *

– Mahaesan Horyondang.

A large room with a tiger skin spread on the floor.

Just by looking at the size of the skin, you can guess how powerful the tiger was when it was alive. It was actually like that. It was the one who left the scar on Ji Dae-ho’s shoulder.

Yes, this tiger skin was caught and tanned by Jidaeho himself.

Originally, it was a custom that every new lord would do to catch a tiger from Cheonsan with his bare hands.

Therefore, it was rare for someone else to sit on the seat above the tiger skin. This was the pride of the family head.

However, this time, there was no other way, so Ji Dae-ho politely gave up his seat while even bringing his car.

He was a man worthy of that title.

A man with a long hat reminiscent of a sorcerer, a billowy white outfit, and no beard, all painted on like a devil.

In effect, an omnipotent being who governs Cheonsan on behalf of the cult leader.

It was Baekya, the first-class ghost, Gwangmyeongjwasa.

“Does it suit your taste?”

In response to Ji Dae-ho’s crude question, Baekya silently took a sip of the tea he was holding with both hands and nodded.

At first glance, they appear to be of similar age, but in reality, the age difference between the two is so great that they could be considered parent and child.

Of course, this means there are more left-handed people.

“What brings you all the way here?”

There was a sense of frustration in Ji Dae-ho’s voice. That was the situation right now. An urgent report came that the slaughterhouse’s Sado-cheol had led all the assassins and set out on a journey.

Judging from the fact that they’re all armed, they’re clearly headed for trouble.

It was something that the Horong Party leader, who was in charge of school security, could not just sit back and watch.

Moreover, I was even more anxious because I could clearly see where the slaughterhouse was headed.

But.

“Stop it.”

“yes?”

The Gwangmyeongjwasa took another sip of Horok tea and answered slowly in a thin voice without even looking up.

“I told you to stop.”

“I haven’t done anything yet.”

“If you’re smart, you’d know.”

Ji Dae-ho’s face was distorted like an angry tiger. I know. Why don’t I know? Horongdang means do not interfere with Maga’s affairs.

In short, it’s like telling us to just watch the slaughterhouse run wild.

This isn’t even the first time there’s been interference.

It was the second time since Mao’s entire family died.

“That can’t be.”

Ji Dae-ho firmly refused this time. I’m sorry to say this, but the slaughterhouse that killed those 9th-grade demons was their servant. Moreover, it was after the incident had already occurred.

But this time, the target is a 3rd-grade ghost, and nothing has happened yet. It’s a situation where you can easily stop it if you want to.

This was a matter of pride for Horongdang.

one.

“It is proper for a family to resolve its own affairs at home. Let’s not create unnecessary conflicts.”

Gwangmyeongjwasa also seemed to have no intention of backing down. Ji Daeho expressed his frustration as it was.

“Why? Why must it be like this? No matter how great Maga is, this is not right. This is a deception against the leader, the master of Cheonsan!”

“You said it was a deception.”

“Yes. Isn’t that right? If you really want to stop it, I will personally report to the cult leader as the head of the family.”

No matter how great Mark is, is he greater than the leader of the cult, or is he of a higher status than the monk?

Moreover, it was not the master of the house, Maileong, but his beautiful son, Mysin, who led the assassins.

Of course, this is something that needs to be corrected.

But when Ji Dae-ho saw the indifferent expression on the left-hand side, his heart sank. Could it be?!

“It is the leader’s will.”

Knock! The back of my head was cold from the shock. So, does that mean that the things I told you not to do until now were orders directly given by the cult leader Jin Woo-kwang?

Why on earth?

“… … Is that what the elder asked for?”

“That’s a stupid question, not like you. If you ask, is the leader of the cult someone who would follow you? You’ll be lucky if he doesn’t get his head cut off.”

Horok. The left-hander sips his tea and snorts.

That’s right. Jin Woo-kwang is not someone who would move at someone’s request. He is even less likely to be concerned about what his subordinates think.

“Then why on earth… … .”

“Why would that be?”

“yes?”

“Aren’t you the successor?”

Ji Dae-ho’s two eyes shook greatly.

“How can someone who can’t even control his own family rule over the myriad of demons? Either appease them, embrace them, or eat them. Whatever it is, you have to do it on your own. That is the attitude you should show as a successor.”

Ji Dae-ho was dazed. Was that it? It wasn’t because Maga’s breath touched him, but because Chil-gong-ja was the successor. So that’s why he just stood by and watched until now.

“And you won’t have to worry.”

“What do you mean?”

“You drank well.”

The left-hander finished his last words with a thud! He flicked the teacup. Then, the teacup that had flown in slowly landed on Ji Dae-ho’s palm.

Then I looked down at my empty glass and raised my head again… … .

“He’s gone… … .”

The chair where the left-winger had been sitting was empty.

Huh. Ji Dae-ho turned his head with a deep sigh. Then he shouted at his adjutant loudly.

Then, as expected, a man as big as a tiger came in, bowed his head, and answered.

“Did you call?”

Ji Dae-ho was lost in thought for a moment. Finally, his mouth opened.

“The expedition… is cancelled.”

The adjutant’s eyes widened. He lowered his head again, gave a short answer, and turned around to leave.

“Your name.”

It is the command of none other than the leader of the cult. Nothing can disobey this command.

“Chief Jang. I hope you are safe.”

Only Ji Dae-ho’s pitiful voice echoed in the room.