A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 66



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66.

#A special type of volcano, Seonyu

“Haha, my lady. I’ve heard the story many times. But seeing it in person, I feel like it lacks beauty.”

“Yes. Thank you.”

While Zhuge Shang went to talk to the leaders of the alliance, including the leader of the alliance, Zhuge So-mi sat among the later leaders and spent time listening or not.

‘I’d rather stay up all night and read Letter 103 again.’

The surroundings were noisy and noisy, and people like dragons and stars came and tried to talk to me, but it was all boring.

It makes sense, because she only heard about the rock carving agents fighting in the field, so how could she get excited when she heard the stories of the rookies who had barely entered their twenties? She could only laze around.

The same was true for the later index of the Hyungsan faction that is now boasting proudly.

“Haha, I said this to the thieves of the Green Forest. Retreat immediately. If you don’t, you will taste the sword of Hengshan Xiaolong.”

“Oh, so. So what happened?”

“Wouldn’t my presence here be the answer? Hehe.”

“Hahaha! Amazing, Hyeongsan Xiaolong Xiaoxia!”

What’s the big deal? We only fought a few bandits. If someone saw us, they’d think we’d captured the Green Forest King.

Everyone gave it a thumbs up.

At this, Jegal So-mi turned his head. It would be better to set sail on Dongting Lake and recite poetry.

It wasn’t much different if I listened elsewhere.

They are all boring and predictable heroic tales.

“Why on earth do you listen to all that? It’s not fun.”

It was at that moment that Jegal So-mi was mumbling inaudibly and holding a bottle of alcohol, trying to make himself heard.

“It’s a trade-off. If I listen, the other person will listen to me too.”

A cute sunflower with short bowl-shaped hair spoke to me from across the room. She was smiling brightly, holding my chin with both hands.

“Movie theater!”

Jegal So-mi put down her glass and greeted him with surprise.

“long time no see!”

Her name is Yeonghwa Jeong.

She, with her round, beautiful eyes, was also one of the greatest martial artists, just like Jegal So-mi.

His nicknames are Dog (丐), Flower (花).

Flowering.

Unlike his dignified appearance, his clothes were dirty and looked like old clothes.

Round, lively eyes that seem to have tens of thousands of interests in the world.

Yes, that’s right.

It is the flower of openness that is more difficult than a dragon in a stream.

To be exact, she is the granddaughter of Bukgae, one of the five great gods and the Supreme Guardian.

And he was Jegal So-mi’s closest friend.

“What happened? You said you weren’t coming today.”

When Jegal So-mi expressed her deep joy as if she had met a savior, Yeong-hwa Jeong fell down on the table and muttered.

“So to speak, I have to stay up all night tonight. Please comfort me. I’m so tired.”

“You can just stay up all night.”

Jegal So-mi held onto Yeong-hwa Jeong’s hand tightly. Even though her fingernails were covered in dirt, she held on tightly as if she would never let go.

Film Jeong-eun was always grateful and happy for the easygoing nature of Jegal So-mi.

“But what was that story earlier? Sharing?”

“You too. Your personality doesn’t change. Do you want to know that more than my story?”

“There’s a precedence. And you know I can’t stand being curious.”

Film Jeong chuckled at Jegal So-mi’s persistent questions.

“It’s nothing. See over there? As soon as the Hyeongsanpa Gam So-hyeop’s turn was over, Master Changgeommun was talking next to him.”

That’s right. As Jegal So-mi opened his eyes wide and looked around, the group’s conversation was clearly heard in his ears.

Compared to the story of Hyeongsan Xiaolong, it is truly embarrassing, but if I may tell you my story, the person who caught Shandong’s downward swordsman this time is actually me.

They say a divine being appeared in the political sect! It was a small group!

That was such an obvious story. Jegal So-mi immediately closed his ears and asked.

“But why is that?”

“From now on, I want you to call me Jeolmyeongdo-gaek.”

“What?”

“How can a nickname come about? It comes about when someone calls you. If you’re going to do it, you’re going to hear it as you want.”

“Where is that? Then what about Shandong’s downward sword? That must be true.”

“A black spirit living in the small village of Xiangxiang in Jining, Shandong Province? Even the grandfathers wouldn’t know about that. It could be a real ghost.”

Haha… … I burst out laughing at the perfect analogy. If Bukgae, the master of openness, or Zhuge Liang, the master of rock carvings, don’t know about it, then really no one knows.

“Anyway, we go around like that, promoting each other, spreading rumors, and creating achievements one by one. It’s not common for everyone to gather together, so I think it’s a good opportunity for the later indexes to make their names known.”

I see. I completely understand. Of course, my interest has dropped accordingly.

Jegal So-mi downed his glass in one gulp and only then asked how things were going.

“But what’s really going on? You have to stay in Beijing today.”

“Someone asked me to find someone. So I brought him here and that’s how it turned out.”

“who?”

“There it is, that human.”

Film Jeong pointed to a man who was just entering with his glass in his hand.

A man wearing a dark blue volcanic wave uniform.

She has pure white skin, is prettier than most women, and is also tall.

In particular, the gaze that seems to be indifferent to everything in the world is strangely stimulating.

Thanks to this, women everywhere were gossiping and everyone’s eyes were focused on him.

“Who is it?”

When Jegal So-mi asked in surprise, Yeong-hwa Jeong gave her a teasing glance and answered mischievously.

“Why? Are you interested in that?”

“Don’t joke around.”

“Well. What should I say? The most rising volcanic cult among the recent post-graduate index?”

“A special species?”

“You’ll know when you see it?”

When the movie director nodded and giggled, Jegal So-mi turned her head, blinking her big eyes.

“Seonyu. Didn’t I tell you not to come here today?”

Seonyu, a special type of volcano faction that appeared late in the Jeongdo Society.

He was surrounded by men, not women. And they were also disciples of the same Hwasan sect.

“… … .”

“You’re not going to answer? Are you saying that what I’m saying is funny now?”

A manly man raised his voice loudly. His name was Seon-gwang. His nickname was Mae-hwa-ryong. He was one of the top ten masters among the later disciples and was considered a great disciple.

Next year he will be 2 years old, so there is an 11 year age difference between him and Seonyu.

But looking at his expression, it seems like the young Seonyu has a lot going on.

“… … If it was funny, I would have laughed.”

I have a feeling that I know the reason.

“What?! This kid… … !”

When Maehwaryong couldn’t control his anger and tried to grab the other disciples by the collar, the other disciples stopped him.

“Your Majesty, there are many eyes watching here.”

“Yes, please bear with it. Don’t you know that Seon-yu is like that?”

“Let go. That kid is ignoring me right now!”

Seonyu. Is that really so? The disciples glared at her as if to apologize. Then Seonyu calmly removed her red lips.

“… … I guess so.”

“Ahhhhh!”

“Ambassador, please!”

“You’re really arrogant! Come on. Let’s have a formal rematch today in front of everyone!”

“… … Even if I do it again, the result will be the same.”

“Seonyu! You too, you little brat! Are you planning on making the Hwasan faction look bad?”

In response to the prisoners’ appeal, Seonyu briefly bowed his head and then went inside.

Then the disciples went outside, carrying the wild and raging plum dragon.

“What did I just see?”

Jegal So-mi blinked his large eyes at the situation that he could not understand at all. No matter how free-spirited the Hwasan faction was, it was still like this… … . How could it be like this in such a public place… … .

“So they come out into the world a bit and stuff. They’re famous these days. Everyone, look at them. No one looks at them strangely.”

After hearing the movie’s words, Jegal So-mi belatedly looked around. However, everyone seemed to have lost interest and was once again absorbed in their own stories.

“Do-myeong is Seon-yu. He is the only disciple that Hwa-pyeong-ja has taken in. As you know, the great swordsman has a wound from the battle of Jeongsa-ma-jeon, so his danjeon is… … Anyway, that’s why he is not Jeon-jeon or Jin-san, but Gi-myeong’s disciple.”

When Yeonghwa Jeong told him about her personal information, Jegal So-mi turned her head again and met her eyes.

I am neither a direct disciple learning martial arts directly from my master, nor a true mountain disciple receiving support as a gifted person.

Even though he’s just a named disciple with his name on it, he’s so ill-mannered?

“The first nickname I got was Okhyeop because I was handsome. I wasn’t widely known because I was a named disciple, but I gradually became famous among the female warriors.”

“I didn’t know.”

“The nickname ‘Okhyeop’ didn’t last long. It was changed right away. To ‘Sipchoja (十秒者)’.”

“Ten seconds?”

“No matter who’s nagging, we’ll just end it ten centuries ago. Well, that’s why we just call each other tenxx.”

Ha, I burst out laughing because it was so ridiculous. What kind of nicknames are there? When did you call me Ok-hyeop when you said it was good?

He laughed heartily as if he was watching a movie, then gulped down the bottle of alcohol with it still in his mouth before speaking again.

“Ugh, anyway, before that incident, he was just a half-assed, half-hearted person from the Volcano faction… …. He completely changed after that incident happened a while ago.”

“That incident?”

“You saw it earlier. The plum blossom dragon couldn’t hold back and went wild.”

I saw it. I saw it and it was so absurd. What kind of absurd thing is this, considering how much respect I give to face and manners?

But.

“I lost. To Seonyu. Ten times at that.”

“What?!”

Jegal So-mi screamed in surprise. After looking around, she covered her mouth with her delicate hand.

That was the most surprising thing I heard today.

Who is Plum Blossom Dragon?

Although he is usually angry, he is one of the top ten masters among the later indexes, and he is also the direct disciple recognized by the head of the Hwasan faction.

In short, the future leader!

But how could such a person have been harmed by a mere disciple?

“Believe me?”

“You have to trust me. I’m your source of information.”

“oh my god.”

Jegal Somi shook his head. No matter how strange things happen every day in Gangho… … .

It was certainly a shocking incident that the Hwasanpa’s disciple lost to the Giming disciple.

“I understand now. I guess I couldn’t see anything.”

Jegal So-mi licked his lips and looked at the place where the plum blossom dragon had passed with sad eyes.

The rumor has already spread, the embarrassment must have been palpable, and there must have been chaos within the Hwasan faction as well.

“No, but then shouldn’t the Hwasan faction accept you as a true disciple now? Why are you still a named disciple? After all, you are a great disciple, so you have sufficient justification.”

When Jegal So-mi suddenly expressed his doubts, Yeong-hwa Jeong answered by pointing her index finger at him and saying, “It’s Ji-hwa, after all.”

“I’m going to get off.”

“What the heck?!”

The room became quiet, and everyone’s eyes were fixed on Jegal So-mi, who had suddenly stood up. Her face turned red, and she clenched her teeth and smiled, throwing lottery tickets in front of her to apologize.

Then he sat back down and asked in as quiet a voice as possible.

“No, why?”

“I don’t know that either. If you’re curious, ask yourself.”

“Why me.”

“You’re the one that guy asked me to find.”

“uh?”

The moment Jegal So-mi asked in bewilderment, a large man appeared behind Yeonghwa Jeong.

He was so cold that it was almost indifferent, and he had thick eyelashes and even a long nose.

A face as perfect as if it were made of clay.

It was a special type of volcano, Seonyu.