A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 45



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45.

#Moonlight Lake Battle (1)

Sado-cheol spoke coldly, his mouth clenched.

“After tonight, there will be only one person left in that village.”

Hehehe, hehehe. His fiery words caused a faint laugh to flow out from all over. Everyone knew who he was talking about without even asking.

Seven Princes Mao.

The idea is to kill everyone except him.

It had been a long time since he had been on such a dangerous mission as an assassin. It was truly unusual for Sado-cheol to go hunting himself.

In that sense, it was a feast. A bloody feast in which they were sure to be the winners.

And now everything is ready.

Sado-cheol looked at the Saekwol and Yoo Seong-cheol alternately, then looked at Wolha Village below the hill and gave an order.

“Jang-seo. Bring that bastard to me alive, and burn the rest of them… …to a sea of ​​fire.”

Yes! The men in black bowed their heads in unison and answered. Then, starting from the Saekwol and Yooseongcheolmae, they split into two groups, left and right, and shot down the hill.

Caw, caw!

Leaving only the cries of crows and the sound of the iron gate.

*

Wheeing-

Moonlight Lake, where a fairly cold night breeze blows.

A group of people appeared on the rainbow-shaped bridge that crossed over it.

It was the owner of the gorgeous black skirt, Saekwol Geumhwabin, and her subordinates.

Unfortunately, these are not clumsy assassins, but seasoned assassins who do this kind of work as if it were a meal.

Since the division of roles had already been decided in advance, there was no hesitation in walking.

Dong Zhuo, the master of the Yoo Seong-cheol, was assigned to take charge of the market street where houses were crowded together, and this was the place she was assigned to.

A skyscraper standing majestically like an isolated island in the middle of Wolgwangho Lake.

【Chwiseonru (Taking Immortals Tower)】

It was the residence of Chwi Hong-ran and the secret business of Jang Yi-seo.

As Saekwol approached and raised his hand, the subordinates who had been following him silently stopped walking all at once. A move befitting an assassin.

Saekwol licked her lips with her red tongue and looked up at the observatory.

As the name of the Drunken Immortal, Chwiseonru, suggests, each and every piece of furniture, from lanterns to roof tiles, exudes elegance and sophistication.

“Huh.”

Of course, I didn’t know everything about the complicated relationship between Chu Hongran and Jang Yiseo at the slaughterhouse.

It’s just that Jang Seo is a regular.

Coming here was purely a personal preference for Seokwol Geumhwabin.

“They say our junior is so pretty. I can’t stand it just thinking about it.”

Her eyes were twitching and rolling back as if she was in a trance. Her sexual orientation was not homosexual, but to be clear, it was abuse.

Especially women like me. Whenever she sees young and pretty ones, she cruelly cuts their faces with a knife. That’s her bad habit.

Soon, she regained focus and nodded to the left and right, and the subordinates scattered to the left and right and surrounded the Chusunru. In any case, Saekwol’s only target was Lu Ju. The subordinates waiting outside could handle the rest.

“Then shall we go?”

Creak.

Saekwol opened the gate of the Chuisanru.

* * *

Meanwhile, Dong-tak, who was heading to the market, was smiling happily as he looked at the empty streets lined with two- and three-story buildings on both sides.

The ferocity feels even more intense as the jagged teeth are revealed through the thick beard.

“Good.”

Dong Zhuo liked the quiet and orderly scenery like this.

Even if a bottle broke, I liked it in a clean room rather than on a messy street, and I was happier breaking the neatly combed hair of a master than the disheveled hair of a bastard.

That’s because it gives you a greater sense of joy when you break it.

In short, a crazy guy who is obsessed with breaking things.

That was Dong Zhuo, the iron fist of Yoo Seong-cheol.

“Hehehe.”

In that sense, I was in the best mood right now. Soon, screams would erupt from this neatly organized landscape, and flames would burst forth.

“Get started.”

When Dong Zhuo gave the order, his subordinates nodded and formed groups of five to sneak into the buildings on the left and right.

Boom! Crunch!

Dong-tak closed his eyes as if listening to his favorite song at the sound of doors and windows breaking apart.

“hmm?”

But originally, it should have come out as if someone was screaming at the climax, but it was as if the melody was cut off in the middle and no sound was heard.

When I frowned and opened my eyes, I saw the men who had gone in first come out with bewildered expressions.

“What are you doing?”

“That… … is not there.”

No. What does that mean? Dong Zhuo looked him up and down coldly as if to tell him to speak easily. Then, the subordinates who had entered the second, third, and fourth time rushed out and shouted in unison.

“There’s no one!”

“The house is empty!”

What? What the hell is this? Where are people going in the middle of the night? Dong Zhuo was so shocked that he motioned to his remaining subordinates to go.

Then, dozens of black-clad assassins spread out like an ebb tide into other buildings.

But they weren’t much different. After a while, everyone came out empty-handed and shook their heads. As expected, there was no one there.

“Ha, did you know in advance and just threw it all out?”

That was the most reasonable inference at the moment. Where else would they go as a group at this late hour?

Dong-tak walked slowly down the alley with a bewildered expression. It was cold. There was not a single person living in this large village.

I had high expectations since you said you’d deal with the devil and the yodo-sun, but you’re running away in fear. It’s so frustrating that I could almost laugh out loud.

But at that moment.

“You shouldn’t break someone else’s house window like that in the middle of the night!”

From somewhere a very angry voice echoed.

At this, Dong Zhuo and his subordinates hardened their expressions and looked left and right. However, there was nothing there. At that moment, he lost his temper and was about to ask a question.

Hurrruk!

The dark alley suddenly became bright with the sound of the torch being turned on.

Above.

When they raised their heads, they saw a large crowd of people surrounding them on the rooftops of the buildings, with bows aimed between torches.

“Ha, a trap… … ?!”

Thud, thud.

And then there was a group of people walking solemnly from behind, holding sharp swords like heroes.

“you……?!”

Dong Zhuo turned around with a startled expression and muttered.

A broad face with unusually wide eyes and squinting.

A face you can never forget once you see it.

“Who is it?!”

I have no idea.

“I am a catfish of the Black Dragon Sect! If you want to live, give up your life and go back quietly!”

Black Dragon Sect Catfish? Who is that? When Dong Zhuo looked at his subordinates, they all looked at each other as if they didn’t know each other.

No, more than that.

“If you want to live, give up your life?! What kind of contradiction is that!”

“Oh, you punk?! You really want to die! If you don’t want to be a deadly target, don’t spit and listen carefully. Everyone, put down your hands and pick up your weapons. No, get on your knees and get down on the floor!”

Meggi growled in a low voice, trying hard to hide his nervousness. Dong-tak narrowed his eyes and slowly looked up and forward alternately.

If you look at it from the outside, the situation doesn’t look good.

If he had been a servant, he might have followed along obediently, as the day was dark and he was nervous about the number of enemies.

but.

‘these guys.’

Shh. Dong Zhuo is already a seasoned master who has reached the peak of his power long ago. He looks like a fool at first glance. Are they just a bunch of brats with mouths, or are they real bastards?

‘You’re shaking because you can’t even properly protest. If that’s true, then those guys must be the believers of this village who have never learned martial arts. At least those bastards in front look like they’ve had their fill of swords… ‘

“Come on, get on your knees!”

Just looking at those legs that are trembling and making threats, you can tell that they are at best third-rate or second-rate.

If you decide to dance with a sword, there are a lot of people out there who will die screaming and have their heads broken.

therefore.

“Who do these kids dare to show off in front of!”

KHAAAAHHHH! Dong Zhuo roared, revealing his ugly teeth.

“Huh, huh?! No, this is not it.”

Everyone was shocked and stirred. Dong Zhuo and the assassins who saw this became even more murderous. And then Dong Zhuo gave an order.

“Catch those bastards!”

“yes!”

Sreung! The assassins all drew their swords at once. And they rushed out at lightning speed.

“Heeeeek!”

How did you know? Meggi was at a loss. This was a situation where I got caught without even trying properly. But even if it had worked in the first place, I wouldn’t have been able to overcome the overwhelming power gap.

So the truth was something else.

That’s right.

“Come out, you little punk. You little shit is scared.”

A tall, muscular man walking out from among the Black Dragon Sect.

Heavy eyes, contrasting with playful lips.

A tall, manly figure with hair as red as the sun.

“you are……?!”

Dong Zhuo’s pupils dilated.

“Oh, it’s me. The genius of Wolha Village.”

Mao, a loser, no, a genius.

The Seven Princes have appeared.

* * *

– A few hours ago.

Jang Yi-seo sent the three princesses away and let out a shallow sigh.

‘It’s today.’

I had been expecting that the slaughterhouse would come soon. But I didn’t know that it would be today.

It was only thanks to Jinsan and Sahaeryung that I came to know this.

Shh …

Just looking at the bamboo forest swaying noisily, I could clearly guess what the situation was. She hadn’t come alone, but had rushed in with her men to block the slaughterhouse.

A smile appeared on his face at the meticulous consideration that was unusual for a successor to the Demonic Cult.

‘The more I look at it, the more I like it.’

It’s quite different from someone who couldn’t help but was desperate and didn’t even come. That’s right. I’m talking about Ji Dae-ho, the head of Horongdang.

Of course I expected it.

If it was just Ji Dae-ho, it might not be a big deal, but Horongdang’s movement would involve the entire sect. And that was probably not what he wanted.

The pinnacle of the demonic cult.

Cheonma Jinwookwang.

When I only heard it as a rumor, I was skeptical, but now I am sure. It is the Black Sword’s way to bring in forces from all over and fight in groups. It is not Cheonma’s taste.

He is the one who practices the principle of respecting others more than anyone else.

I will never tolerate my successor Mao hiding behind the school and failing to take care of household chores.

Why? Because the leader must be a divine being who can deal with everyone alone.

‘So what I’m saying is that today this place is a slaughterhouse and a stage just for us.’

Zhang Yishu walked over to Mao and Meng Hui, who were standing there blankly, with a bleak smile on their faces. Then he spoke calmly.

“Your Majesty, please leave here immediately.”

It’s a lucky day. Now that we know today is a good day, the two of you must make a choice.

“Huh? Me? Suddenly… … ? Why?”

Maeng Hui was startled and looked at him with a blank expression. Jang Yi-seo responded dryly, as if the sun was setting.

“Because assassins are expected to invade here today.”

“what?!”

“What?”

Then, Meng Hui and Mao simultaneously screamed and asked questions.

An assassin? No, more than that… … . Maeng Hui glared at Mao with an expression that said, “You didn’t know that either.”

Of course, he couldn’t know either. He didn’t say anything. There was no need to do it in advance. Jang Il-seo spoke again as if he was organizing things.

“So, you should just leave. I’m not responsible if you get hurt while staying here.”

“Oh, no. But why the assassins?”

“Why doesn’t matter. What matters is whether it’s the assassin or Wolha Village. Only one of the two will be able to see the sun tomorrow morning.”