A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 48



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48.

#Moonlight Lake Battle (4)

The assassins of the slaughterhouse were as quick to judge a situation as their reputation.

“He’s no ordinary guy! Don’t let your guard down!”

When three assassins fell to the ground in the blink of an eye at Maeng Hui’s hand, he immediately slowed down his steps and took a guarded stance.

Not only that, the vanguard scattered left and right and occupied Maeng-Hwi’s rear in an instant. This shows that they are also skilled in combined attacks.

of course.

“Where!”

The opponent is the Sixth Prince, Meng Hui. Even though he is a weak-hearted fifteen-year-old boy, he is the successor to the Heavenly Demon and Mao’s older brother.

As the assassins charged, he threw his spear forward and shot it like an arrow in the same direction.

Wedge!

“Ugh!”

The spear first pierced the chest of the assassin in the lead, and Maeng-hui passed by him and grabbed the spearhead again.

A divine presence that naturally elicits admiration.

Then he ducks down and hits the instep of another assassin who is panicking. Boom! He pulls it out again and swings it to the side, hitting another assassin in the thigh. Boom!

“Kkaaaak!”

In a flash, he defeated three more assassins.

“Hit!”

One opponent is not one or two, but dozens.

Then, nearby assassins rush in swinging their swords at the same time. A horizontal slash.

At this, Maeng-hui, who was walking, stopped walking as if he was breaking the rhythm. Whoosh! Then, the assassin’s sword passed through the air exactly an inch ahead of the tip of his neck. An exquisite move.

Of course, the opponent is not a clumsy third-rate assassin, but a first-rate assassin. Without any time to hesitate, another assassin stabs him with his sword.

As if he had eyes on his side, Maeng-Hwi turned his body around and let the tip of his sword slide down his side, then faced him and stabbed him in the stomach with his short spear.

puck!

“Ugh… … .”

But it was shallow. The assassin who was stabbed with a spear only had a distorted expression, and he held the spear tightly with both hands while glaring with poisonous eyes. Then he spoke with a mean look in his eyes as if he would never let go.

“How dare you, so young and green… … Hehe, try to take it with some force.”

He was wearing leather armor. Maeng Hui could sense it by touch. Then he boldly gave up the struggle and let go of the spear.

“what……?”

The assassin, who had expected to know how to play tug-of-war, was taken aback by the sudden situation.

But right then.

puck!

Maeng Hui did a somersault and kicked the back of the spear.

“Ugh… Ugh.”

A spear pierced through his armor all the way to his back. The assassin was pushed back five or six steps, blood dripping from his mouth, and he fell to his knees, dying.

Although he is only fifteen years old, his movements are of a different class.

“Never let that bastard hold a spear!”

“Unleash a combined attack!”

But there were still dozens of enemies left. The fight was just beginning. As the two assassins ran towards him from the left and right, swinging their swords sideways, Maeng Hui hurriedly turned around and escaped about fifteen times.

“Got it!”

And the moment he reached the other assassin, he jumped high, did a somersault, and kicked the assassin in the back, pushing him forward.

“ah……?”

Then, with a rustling sound, the two assassins chasing him struck him with their swords, and his body was cut into three parts.

Then, he quickly dives into the gap between the two bewildered assassins. He then steps on their knees and pelvis in succession, then goes up and simultaneously knocks them down with a scissor kick.

Before becoming the successor to the Demonic Cult, he was the son of the third-generation noble family, the Meng family. It would be a mistake to think that he only has the ability to use a spear.

He walked leisurely back again and pulled out a single spear from the kneeling corpse.

The assassins flinched and took a step back at the suffocating sight.

The surrounding area is already filled with the corpses and blood of his comrades, but Maeng-hui’s black clothes are covered in blood stains. He doesn’t have a single wound.

If you still think he’s a kid after seeing this, then you’re blind.

As the situation calmed down for a moment, Maeng Hui stopped walking and took a deep breath. He wiped his forehead with his sleeve, and the enemy’s blood and his own sweat mixed together.

Even if he is a master of the Sixth Army, his opponent is the slaughterhouse, a well-known assassin among the secret organizations of the Demonic Cult. They are among the best among the top-class masters. If you go all the way, it will be difficult for even your own body to survive.

“Huh, are you going to continue?”

But of course, he was confident. He had a stubborn conviction that he would be the one standing in the end.

“Sorry, but I’m not like that guy standing there like an idiot. I’m saying I won’t look at him. That’s why only those who are going to die should take up arms.”

The assassins hesitate and look at each other. If even one of them drops his sword, they all seem ready to drop it together.

Perhaps it would have actually been the case if he hadn’t been there.

“Hehe, that kid is quite the character.”

Dong-tak, the 4th highest ranking swordsman in the slaughterhouse hierarchy.

If he hadn’t been there.

As the assassins retreated like the Red Sea parting, a wild beast with a sledgehammer walked out between them.

And when Maeng Hui saw this, his expression hardened for the first time. This was because he recognized it at a glance.

‘This guy is strong.’

In terms of status, he was the equal of heaven and earth. He was the young master of the Meng family, so there was no way he would know of a mere assassin. However, I could feel the sharpness of the aura emanating from his body.

“You look like a bodyguard hired by the Seven Princes. Go back while I speak politely. This is not a place for someone like you.”

“Oh, employment? No!”

What kind of bullshit is this? Who would hire whom? I’m the older brother. But just as Meng Hui didn’t recognize him, Dong Zhuo also had no way of recognizing Meng Hui with his mask on.

“No? Huh, you lie so well with your mouth open. Then why did you suddenly show up and hurt our children?”

“You don’t have any reason to harm the church members, do you?”

“What? This little brat has a bad habit of talking.”

“You have nothing to say. Anyway, don’t do anything stupid and go back quietly. Otherwise, I won’t stay still either. And me. I haven’t even shown my true abilities yet.”

Meng Hui pointed the tip of his spear as if there was no need for a longer conversation. Dong Zhuo’s expression hardened and he licked his lips.

It was clear that Malbonsae was a child. But his skills were real.

Especially, up until now, all he has done against my subordinates was just a taste. He hasn’t even properly shown his martial arts skills. If he were to decide to start using his martial arts skills, who knows what kind of disaster would unfold.

Dong Zhuo then glanced at his subordinates, nodded, and raised both hands.

“Okay. I’ll step aside.”

“Me, really?”

“The damage has already been done. We can’t afford to lose any more of our children here.”

“Okay! Good idea.”

Meng Hui smiled brightly and lowered the spear he had been aiming. Dong Zhuo shrugged his shoulders and slowly approached him, speaking.

“But how old are you? Fourteen? Fifteen? That’s a difficult achievement for someone that young. Who did you learn from? What family do you come from?”

“Why are you asking that? And why do you keep coming? Don’t come. Stay right there.”

“Oh, I’m curious. I think your reputation is quite great. Let’s wait and see… … .”

“That’s what I’m saying, stay still!”

Despite Meng Hui’s shouts, Dong Zhuo was deep in thought, scratching his forehead. Then, as if something had come to mind, his eyes sparkled and he spoke.

“If it’s a spear technique… … then yes. Manga!”

“uh?”

“That’s right. The Meng family. It’s famous. There are many masters from that family, and many disciples. It’s one of the three great families. Yes. So you studied there.”

“No, that’s true. But why is that… … .”

Dong Zhuo had already taken two steps forward. Looking closely at the shadow cast by him, he could see that not only was his side wide, but his height was also unusual, like Mao’s. Meng Hui raised his head.

Then he smiled and said,

“It’s nothing. I just need to avoid you when I bury you.”

“what?”

“Goodbye, little one. Hahahahaha!”

Boom! Dong Zhuo’s iron hammer falls vertically. Oh no! Feeling defeated by the sudden surprise attack, Meng Hui leaps backwards.

Boom!

The poor floor breaks. But this itself is a trap.

Before Meng Hui could even land on the ground, eight daggers flew in from all directions at once.

They are assassins.

‘Oh, when!’

While I was engrossed in the conversation with Dong Zhuo, they took over the situation.

Although Maeng Hui may have been superior in martial arts, his lack of combat experience and weakness held him back.

Kaka kaka kang!

Maeng-hui, who blocks the dagger by spinning his spear. However, the condition of the man who landed on the ground is not good. One hand is clutching his side, and blood is gushing from his thigh.

Missed two of the eight knives.

“Hehe, you naive kid. I guess you only taught me how to fight in the wilderness, but not how to win.”

“You, you punk… … . Ugh.”

Maeng Hui staggered in intense pain. His thigh was fine, but his side was the problem. It was deeply embedded and he was already confused. Even this chilling feeling spreading throughout his body… … was a paralyzing poison.

‘What an idiot! What should I do? I can’t possibly handle all of these guys. How did I end up doing such an idiotic thing… ?’

Self-reproach creeps in, but it’s already too late. The incident has happened, and there’s only one choice left.

Now, even though the achievement is only 4 stars, once unleashed, he has no choice but to use the direct magical power of the Great Splitting Spear Technique, which tears the front line apart.

The problem was the opportunity to use it.

“I don’t really like smashing kids’ heads… … but I’ll try to change that now. Hehehe.”

“This cowardly bastard!”

“Hmm, no. That’s something a bunch of stinking political brats would say. At our school, the one who wins is the strong one. Well, if you taught me this much, I should charge you tuition, but that’s enough. Just pay for the boat ride to the underworld. Hahahaha!”

Boom, boom! Dong Zhuo swings his hammer over his head. The rear is already surrounded by assassins, and Meng Hui swallows dry saliva and twists his spear into a tight grip.

Either the assassins’ sword or the pig’s hammer. It was a truly unfavorable situation where one of the two had to be allowed to attack.

There is only one chance to win this fight.

‘I’ll catch that pig.’

Maeng Hui made up his mind. And it was the moment when a crucial match was about to unfold.

“Euryaaaaaaaah-!”

Suddenly, a red-haired idiot jumped in from behind with a loud shout.

“Mao?!”

It was the Seven Princes Mao.

“What is it!”

Dong Zhuo was startled by Mao’s sudden attack, turned around, and swung his hammer. Boom! At this, Meng Hui bit his lips tightly.

‘If you spread your wings here, it’ll be dangerous for him too. You idiot!’

He quickly turned around and swung his spear forward, swinging it at the assassins who were gathering behind him and preparing to kill him.

『Great Splitting Spear Technique, Form 1: Wind Dragon Wave』

Quagwaquagwaqua!

Then, the wind that flowed through the window became a large whirlwind and swept forward.

“Kwaaah!”

“Ugh!”

The assassins fell, their black clothing torn to shreds as if they had been cut dozens of times without any defense. Those within a dozen paces were reduced to rags in a single attack.

Truly an incredible martial art. This is the Great Splitting Spear Technique of Meng Jia!

‘Huh… … That guy… … ?’

Meng Hui turned around and looked at Mao, as if he had no regard for the pain in his body. And then his eyes bulged out.