A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 46



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46.

#Moonlight Lake Battle (2)

What is this? Only one of the two can see the sun? Doesn’t that mean we’re going to end each other here today?

When Meng Hui looked at Mao in confusion, he shouted urgently.

“Why are you telling me that now! Those slaughterhouse bastards are coming here right now?”

Slaughterhouse?! Meng Hui’s eyes widened. The Slaughterhouse was a place he knew very well. It was a place where the worst assassins would kill anyone without any hesitation, and where Mao had a deep-rooted ill-fated relationship.

“Let’s run away first. Oh, let’s go to Manga. We can all go together! Let’s go there and think about what to do… … .”

As Mao flinched, Zhang Yi cut him off like a knife.

“If you’re going, go alone.”

“uh?”

“I have to meet them here.”

“Are you crazy? The slaughterhouse is coming. They’re coming to kill you!”

“That’s why I have to meet you. There aren’t many customers looking for you, so I can’t just make you go around in vain.”

“Hey, is that what you mean?!”

“That’s right.”

“You crazy kid!”

Meng Hui’s eyes widened like lanterns as he listened to their conversation. Jang Bo-jo is your target? You’re trying to kill him? That’s… … war!

He had heard the old story. Mao’s family members were murdered by the butchers. And it was Maishin who ordered it. Just to harass his younger brother.

So I could immediately see what this conversation meant.

This time, Mysin turned his sights on Jang Yi-seo.

“No! Assistant Jang is not allowed!”

As his thoughts reached his death, Meng Hui screamed in shock. Mao and Zhang Yishu looked at him in disbelief.

“Oh, no, that’s… … .”

“Okay. Your Majesty the Sixth Prince, please go quickly. And Your Majesty the Seventh Prince, listen carefully.”

Jang Yiseo looked straight at me and spoke, her magic flowing out.

“Today, there is no other choice but to win this fight. After today, the village will be a sea of ​​fire, and you, the Seven Princes, will be left alone again. Just like before. Do you understand? So decide. Will you win and protect it? Or will you lose everything? The choice is yours, the Seven Princes.”

“My… … share?”

“yes.”

Mao shivered at Zhang Yishu’s cold words.

The past fears were once again taking control of his reason. Especially recently, when even Jang Seo almost went wrong, his fears were doubled.

If it were in the past, I would have definitely covered my ears and turned away.

but…….

“What do you want to do?”

Mao stared blankly at Zhang Yishu in front of him. His eyes were confident and unwavering. Was he really fearless?

I don’t know.

But then I thought, maybe with this guy, the results might be different from what I thought.

and.

“If we fight… … . What are the chances of winning… … ?”

Although he himself was not aware of it yet, he too was changing.

Little by little, very little by little.

It was growing, taking baby steps at a time.

“If a genius comes along, unconditionally.”

Under the guidance of the assistant director.

“You win.”

Shh.

* * *

– Wolha Village Market Alley.

“you are……?!”

Dong Zhuo recognized his opponent at a glance, even in the dark of the night. He was a red-haired, disobedient man. He was none other than the Seven Princes Mao.

This is someone that any slaughterhouse manager would know.

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

Sigh. A laugh escaped Dong-tak’s mouth. If I had to describe it, it would be somewhere between a laugh and a mockery. It was just absurd.

“Your Majesty, what brings you here in the middle of the night?”

“That’s what I’m talking about. What are you planning to do by coming to the village wearing masks at this hour?”

What are you doing? Dong Zhuo slung his hammer over his shoulder, looked at his subordinates, and replied.

“Can’t you see? It’s because we received a request to kill all the kids living here.”

“What? This kid… … .”

Dong Zhuo’s truly rude answer caused an uproar everywhere. Rather than being discouraged in front of the Seven Princes, he seemed even more majestic.

“Are you really going to swing your sword in front of me, the successor to the cult leader?”

Mao asked with trembling lips. However, Dong Zhuo’s reaction was indifferent. He spoke as if spitting out the question while poking his ear.

“Why are you doing this all of a sudden? You never said a word in the past either.”

“what?”

“Was that three years ago? What were those kids’ names? Cheoldeuk… …? Why? The dark-skinned little kid and the crying baby next to him. Was it that long?”

Dong Zhuo laughed wickedly and placed his palm flat on his stomach. The surrounding subordinates snickered, and Mao’s face turned pale.

The names were wrong, but I knew right away that they meant my friends who had died in the past.

‘Cheol-yeong… … Jang-deuk… … .’

Not only did he admit to murder, he also insulted her. It was truly a case of putting the other person in the wrong place.

One, Dong Zhuo, was originally like that. He was an ignorant, hot-blooded, and blind man.

“So, Your Highness, when it’s time to sleep, quietly return to the palace and pretend not to see or hear. Just like you always have, this time too, just sleep soundly.”

Dong Zhuo nodded to his subordinates, his voice cracking.

“What are you doing! If you came to work, you have to work. Get it!”

“yes!”

As Dong Zhuo’s order was given, the assassins who had stopped walking approached again. Eek! At this, the Black Dragon Sect was lost in thought and was in disarray, while the believers on top of the building trembled and prayed to God.

Mao also came to his senses belatedly and opened his eyes wide. Then, he pushed the chest of the assassin who had reached him first with his left hand and glared at him and said.

“Go back. Go and keep your distance.”

What are you guarding? the assassin said with a sneer.

“Kuuuu, what are you talking about? Listen, Your Highness the Seven Princes. If you’re really scared, just shut up and get out of the way. Don’t act like a guest. Or… … .”

“The right to everything.”

“what?”

Just then, the assassin was about to approach again, laughing.

Woohoo!

A tremendous amount of yang energy flashed out from Mao’s body.

And at that moment, his right fist, which had turned as white as the sun, slammed into the assassin’s chest.

“Kaaaaaaah-!”

The assassin flew like a ray of light, passed Dong Zhuo, and crashed into a building a short distance away. The wall of the building then collapsed.

“What, what is this… …!”

Not only Dong Zhuo, but also the assassins. And the Black Dragon Sect and the village believers.

Everyone’s mouths were wide open and their pupils dilated three times.

What on earth did they just see?

“I told you to guard the street… … .”

Mao sighed and brushed back my bangs, then smiled and said.

“Remember, this is the distance between you and me that you must keep.”

Mao the bastard… … .

“You get it, you little shits? Woohahaha!”

A true martial arts genius?!

“How could this happen… … .”

The alarm bell of crisis rang in the heads of Dong Zhuo and his assassins.

* * *

Meanwhile, when Dong Zhuo, who had been hit by a sudden ambush, entered the Chuixianru, Seokwol Geumhwabin was also unable to avoid being flustered.

“Huh… … .”

The first thing that greeted her was a large ginkgo tree that grew above the three-story ceiling.

and…….

“Were you… waiting for me?”

It was the beautiful Chwihongran and her subordinates in white robes and masks looking down at her from the third floor railing.

“Come up.”

Chu Hongran spoke coldly and turned around to go upstairs. At this, the corners of Saekwol’s mouth went up.

Look at this bitch. You knew I was coming, but you didn’t even run away and wait for me?

In particular, the captivating gaze that looked down on me was deeply engraved in my mind.

‘I guess I’ll have to gouge out your eyes first.’

The wrinkles on her forehead, hidden by the powder of her anger, are deep. It doesn’t matter. Her face will be wrinkled even more.

“Everyone, wait outside.”

“yes!”

Pfft!

The order was given by the moon, who lightly kicked off her seat and performed a light-hearted technique. With her skirt fluttering, she flew up lightly, stepped on a ginkgo tree branch, and jumped again. In an instant, she reached the third-floor railing.

On the surface, she looks like a gisaeng about to retire, but it’s easy to see why she’s ranked third in the slaughterhouse hierarchy.

The reason he left his men outside was because he was confident in himself.

“Hey, let’s see what our junior believes and why he’s acting like this.”

Saekwol climbed up the stairs with a cool smile.

Then, on the fourth floor, an open space greeted her, with all obstacles, including the folding screen and table, cleared away.

And at the end stood Chu Honglan and her subordinates.

“Ohhohohoho!”

How funny was that majestic appearance. Saekwol couldn’t hide his laughter. After a while, he barely managed to suppress his laughter and said while scanning the front.

“Surely… this is all? No?”

There are about thirty sword-wielding subordinates gathered around Chwi Hong-ran. It is not a small number for one person to deal with.

Hana Saekwol let out a sigh of relief.

The guards’ eyes are quite fierce, but… … they are either second-rate or just poorly first-rate.

If you draw your sword and start dancing, there’s no one left standing around having a cup of tea.

The expression on Saekwol’s face sank coldly as if the excitement that had been rising had suddenly cooled down. There’s something surprising about attacking a sleeping woman. This is obviously not fun.

But.

“3rd in the slaughterhouse hierarchy, Geum Hwa-bin.”

From Chwi Hong-ran’s mouth, unexpected details about herself began to pour out one after another.

“She became a gisaeng because she was crazy about men, but by chance she learned the Chaeyangboeumsul (採陽補陰術) from Madu and rose to the ranks of masters. She originally only targeted men, but at some point, as she got older, she started taking her anger out on young women. Her nickname was Saekwol (色月) because she would make a scar like the moon on her opponents’ faces. Lastly, her age is… … .”

“Shut up. Say one more word and I’ll rip your mouth off… … .”

“I’m turning fifty this year.”

“This bitch-!”

Sreung! Saekwol is pulling out a long sword and grumbling. She is using a forbidden word that should never be revealed. At this rate, my eyes are not enough. I will have to burn her with fire to appease her.

Saekwol, who had barely controlled his emotions, smiled faintly and said.

“I thought my junior was smart because he was so classy. Now I see that he’s just a smart-aleck. He’s got a pretty face, but his mind is empty. What if I investigate all that and then act like this? Why? Your old man believes only me?”

Saekwol smirked and glanced up the stairs leading to the upper floor. There is only one answer when a worthless parasite acts like this. It is only when there is something to trust.

And the assistant of the Seven Princes, Jang Seo, is a regular at the Chwiseonru.

Isn’t this a very obvious picture?

He is waiting on top of those stairs.

“That’s good. I have to take your pillar husband with me anyway. Just come out.”

Saekwol threw the scabbard on the floor and aimed the tip of the sword at Chuhongran’s Adam’s apple as a final warning.

“If you delay any longer, you’ll get a hole in your neck?”

Woohoo!

Huge stakes rise alongside billowing skirts.

This is a truly tense situation.

And right then.

Footsteps echoed on the stairs.

Even with the fake flesh added to the body, there isn’t much room to spare.

But.

Sabak, sabak.

Her decision was unexpected. She just walked straight in without any defense. Jang Yiseo’s eyes widened slightly.

Pfft pfft!

And the iron bars that jutted out from the left and right returned without doing any damage, as if they were stabbing an illusion. Even though she was clearly there.

‘Hwanyoung Shinbo (Fantasy God’s Step)… …!’

This is the very same method that she was given as a gift by the cult leader. Jang Yi-seo immediately recognized the light body technique she had performed.

A martial art that gave rise to a legend that a person’s neck was cut off and a tree was cut down just by walking.

Although it is not widely known, it was one of the reasons why Sahae-ryeong was established as the Ice Flower Sword Master. It is a technique that raises the level of Lee Hyeong-hwan’s magic to the extreme and performs two movements simultaneously.

‘You dodged it as you walked. They say you can’t leave out nobility from the three princesses. Who would have thought you’d come in with the Welcome Shinbo, the martial arts master?’

Jang swallowed hard and waved his hand with a broad social smile.

“Hey, what’s going on?”

Sahae-ryeong approaches with an indifferent expression.

At her appearance, Mao turned around and was hit by an iron hammer and bounced back, and Meng Hui, who had opened the double door slightly and was looking closely, fell forward in surprise.

“Ah, no. Why… … .”

Jang Yi-seo glanced at her from the corner of his eye and saw that Maeng Hui also recognized her human face.

‘What is this? There’s no one who doesn’t know this. At this point, aren’t you asking me to find out?’

When Jang Yiseo turned his head away, pretending not to see him, Sa Hae-ryeong looked at Maeng Hui with cold eyes and said.

“I heard that the doors to Cheonmajeon were open, so I stopped by to say hello. But… … I didn’t know there would be a guest.”

“Well, I’m an uninvited guest too.”

Shrugging his shoulders, Sa Hae-ryeong remained silent and only looked at Maeng-hui. Maeng-hui’s expression changed from moment to moment. At first, he seemed surprised, but soon he turned pale.

Judging from the atmosphere, it’s clear that they’re sending a message…

“Hey, hey. Mao. Hey, do you want to go to the bathroom with your brother?”

“What are you saying, kid? Over there… … Uh. Let’s go. Let’s go quickly, hyung.”

“Uh, uh.”

This time, even Mao’s face turned pale. Then, the two of them walked to the bathroom, arms around each other’s shoulders. They were two heads taller than each other.

‘What on earth did you say to those kids?’

When Jang Seo looked at her with a blank laugh, she quickly dismissed him and said this.

“Do you have time?”

*

“Come in.”

Jang Seo-ga held the annex door and nodded to her. She hesitated for a moment at the excessive consideration, then stepped inside and said.

“Do you like doing useless things?”

“Well, do you sometimes want to score points?”

“That’s a negative. Throw it away. It’s just disgusting.”

“You don’t like special treatment? That’s good, man. Then just sit anywhere. There are no chairs. They haven’t been brought in yet. Let’s just count the tea as something you drank. You should save it.”

When Jang Yi-seo sat down on the floor in the center with a bright smile, Sa Hae-ryeong made a face as if to say, “What kind of guy is this?”

Is there no line between kindness and unkindness in your head? This is the first time I’ve been treated like this as a daughter of the third princess. The more I see him, the stranger he is. I think he’s a guy who doesn’t have any corners that I can expect.

Sa Hae-ryeong stood with his back against the pillar and asked briefly how things were going.

“Is this the work of Jegal Gui-ryong? I’ve heard about it in passing.”

Sigh. Of course he heard. Jegal Gui-ryong is from Sahae-ryeong. He must have already reported it before. However, Jang Yi-seo shrugged his shoulders and responded.

“Oh, I guess you’ll meet that inspiration too?”

“Well, sometimes.”

“His personality is not that great, but his skills are good.”

Of course. Because I told you to pay attention to it. Sa Hae-ryung nodded as if satisfied. Then he changed the subject.

“It wouldn’t have been easy to open the gates of Cheonmajeon. What did you do?”

Is that what you came here to hear?

The corners of Jang Yi-seo’s mouth went up.