A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 71



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71.

#Back to Cheonmajeon (2)

– Mahaesan Horyondang.

“Ha… … . Haa… … .”

A dark room, completely blocked by light.

The man’s weak breathing came out as if he was about to die.

His clothes were soaked with blood stains, showing how much he had suffered.

Tied to a tattered wooden chair, he barely managed to come to his senses, his disheveled hair falling down.

“Just… … do… … something, you little shits… … kekeke.”

Even in the midst of all this, the person who keeps smiling is Sahojeong.

He is the second son of the Sa brothers, who were called mad dogs.

And the man sitting in front of her was a gentle tiger with stern eyes.

“Let’s start again.”

It was Ji Dae-ho.

“Ugh… … F*ck. What else are you going to do! You said everything… … Kk!”

Bam!

The walnut that bounced off Ji Dae-ho’s finger hit Sa Ho-jeong’s forehead as he was making a noise.

Then, thump! It’s natural to fall backwards.

And as soon as he falls, the warriors of Horongdang standing on either side grab the chair and help him up again.

The blood that had hardened on his forehead flowed down again.

In front of Jang Yi-seo, he was the most affectionate tiger of all, but in essence, he was the leader of the O-Ryong-Dang, a key figure in the Demonic Cult.

He is also the leader of the Horong Party, the messenger of the underworld for sinners.

“Ah… … I really told you everything. Believe me… … Jooooom!”

Ji Dae-ho nodded at Sa Ho-jeong’s appeal.

At the end of the interrogation, all the unmarried women scattered throughout the church were recovered, and the remaining women who received them from the slaughterhouse and sold them were also eliminated.

Now there will be no more drug leaking inside.

There is only one thing left.

“Are you really saying you don’t know where the Iron Horse is?”

“Are you stupid? You’re going to tell me that? I don’t know either, so I’ll just ignore you… … Ugh!”

Bam!

The walnut was fired again, this time hitting Sahojeong’s Adam’s apple. Cough, cough! Even after falling backwards, he couldn’t bear the pain and kept coughing.

But this time too, the warriors stand up straight away. There is not a single bit of mercy.

“Ugh… … Really… … . Trust me, please… … ! Just a little!”

Sahojeong’s swollen eyes were streaming with tears. She was so upset that she was going crazy.

Ji Dae-ho also nodded this time.

No one knows the habits of sinners better than I do. If Sahojeong, who only knows himself, has come to this point, then he really doesn’t know.

‘There’s nothing more to be gained from this guy. If we want to capture his body, we’ll have to ask for the cooperation of the Biryongdang.’

Ji Dae-ho stood up from his seat.

The interrogation is over.

“Lock him in Doraok.”

Yes! His subordinates responded briefly to his order. There is no time limit or document. Just lock him up. How long? Until the Demonic Cult needs him.

Only then did Sahojeong speak with a relieved expression.

“If you see that bastard at the market, be sure to tell him. I’ll really kill him… … Keeek!”

Bang! Ji Dae-ho’s foot cut off the horse and struck Sa Ho-jeong in the face. Then Sa Ho-jeong flew backwards, broke the chair, and fainted.

“… … You’re still being informal to the end.”

Sahojeong was dragged out, and Ji Daeho left the interrogation room with a serious expression on his face, ordering his subordinates to clean up.

‘Come to think of it, is it today?’

Ji Dae-ho, who had been struggling with work all day, suddenly remembered a schedule he had forgotten.

Then a faint smile appeared on his lips.

It was today.

That day the two men arrived at Cheonmajeon.

‘I believe you will do well, Jang-seo.’

From a certain point on, Ji Dae-ho was the one who had been truly rooting for him.

* * *

Meanwhile, Zhang Yishu and Mao’s journey went much more smoothly than last time.

‘Was the Demonic Cult always this peaceful?’

Perhaps it is because there has not been a day with good wind since I entered Chilsogung. Today, the sprouts blooming anew and the clouds passing by look so good.

Well, the slaughterhouse has disappeared, and the mastermind, Mysin, is recuperating, so there is no one to find fault with.

Thanks to that, Mao and Zhang Yi walked and walked in silence.

All preparations are complete, all that remains is to calm your trembling heart.

In this way, the two arrived at Mahaesan without any obstacles.

And the moment we climbed the hill and arrived at Horyondang.

“Horyongdang 5th grade noble Yangho, I greet the Seven Princes and the Assistants!”

The gatekeepers who had been waiting in front of the wide-open door bowed down and took a lottery ticket, offering a confident greeting.

‘The author is… … .’

Jang Yi-seo nodded at the familiar face. Good. He was the goalkeeper I had met before. Jang Yi-seo stepped forward as if fulfilling his duty as an assistant in response to their lack of discipline.

“I came to see the leader.”

Then Yangho opened his eyes wide and answered.

“I will serve you!”

So the two entered inside with great pomp, escorted by Horongdang.

*

The road from Horyondang to Cheonmachon was solemn the whole way.

It was partly because of the great task ahead, but it was also largely because the momentum of Mahae Mountain was so great, as befitting a place where the Heavenly Horse resides.

First, as we climbed the mountain path, there was a long cloud bridge that was 300 steps long, and on the mountain ridges to the left and right facing it, the archers were hiding and aiming their crossbows.

And when you climb the three thousand steps that appear after passing the bridge, the Gwangmyeongcheonma Unit, the strongest unit of the Demonic Cult, greets you on both sides with their armed and fierce demeanor.

It’s literally a rink of thin ice.

But the highlight of all is the high cliffs that appear on top of the hill.

It was because I arrived in front of Cheonma Hall.

“Are you here… … .”

Last time, the white nights of Gwangmyeongsa greeted us, but this time it was the opposite.

A person dressed in black from head to toe like a grim reaper, with black powder on his eyes and lips.

A great killer among killers who drove the most swordsmen to death in the past Jeongsa Ma Jeon.

1st Class Gwangmyeong Right Envoy, Heukya.

He was there to greet me.

‘hmm…….’

Jang Yi-seo swallowed a sigh and looked closely at Heuk-ya. He was an absolute master who should definitely be in the top five within the school.

Is that why?

Although he had met the local lord and the six elders, the Gwangmyeongusa felt something different when he met Cheonma.

‘Strong. Strong, really strong.’

The first emotion that struck me was, quite naturally, his absurd intensity.

Anyone who encounters a wild beast instinctively feels a sense of crisis. That’s how Jang Yi-seo felt right now. It was like a frog standing in front of a snake.

His presence was that strong.

But there was another reason that shook Jang Seo’s heart even more than that.

‘When you go to the Demonic Cult, be sure to watch out for the Dark Night.’

A word I heard from the dark magician before I left for the Demonic Cult.

Beware of the dark night.

Those words kept mumbling in my head.

‘He is a person who can sense the enemy’s mood like a ghost. And he is endlessly suspicious and interrogative. Never fall for the tricks he throws at you. If you do fall for it, your identity will be revealed.’

A devil who is the most trusted right-hand man of Cheonma and who judges and suspects everyone.

That was the Black Night of Gwangmyeongwoosa.

‘I always expected that we would meet at some point… … but I never thought it would be today.’

Jang-seo carefully swallowed the deceased’s saliva and sat down blankly without showing any expression.

“Hmm… … .”

Black Night looked at Mao without any doubts and spoke softly.

“Let’s get started.”

“after.”

Mao nodded and took a deep breath as he placed his palm against the large door of the Heavenly Demon Hall.

It’s already been done once. It won’t be hard to do it twice.

“Go.”

Woohoo!

In an instant, hot heat rose up from my entire body.

Last time, I opened it recklessly with the Dadaikkwon, but not this time. Little by little, a red light like the sun gathers in my palm, and soon it bursts out like a blast.

Oh my god!

The iron door opened wide, taking in the light.

A stable and reliable output that is incomparable to the previous one!

Seeing this, Black Night’s previously indifferent eyebrows twitched noisily.

‘I just downplayed the claim that he had reached the peak. If you look at the internal energy itself, does that mean it’s not necessarily wrong?’

I’m sure I’ve heard similar things from Baekya. But since I’m a person who acts like a slob compared to where I sit, and I like to gossip, I let it go in one ear and out the other.

But now that I look back, it seems like that wasn’t necessarily wrong.

Although it is not certain, it is safe to say that the power poured out at one time was at a level that could be considered the beginning of a super peak.

“Jang-seo, let’s go.”

Mao nodded to Zhang Yishu behind him with a proud expression. Zhang Yishu bowed his head and was about to follow him.

Sigh.

Heukya held out his billowy black sleeves and stood between the two men. Then he looked at Mao and said.

“You go first.”

“What, why! No, why… … .”

Mao asked nervously, then quickly backed down and asked back. Even though they had only made eye contact, his spine felt chilled. It was a completely different feeling from when he had met the White Night.

At that time, it felt like I was seeing a monster from another world, but now it feels like I’m facing the god of death who will take my life at any moment.

“Go.”

Black Night murmured ominously again. Mao swallowed hard, and Zhang Yi nodded, saying that it was okay and that he could go.

“See you later… … .”

Maodo looked at the iron gate that was gradually closing and entered the Cheonma Hall. Soon, with a squeak and a thud, the door was completely closed.

As soon as the two of them were left alone, the eerie aura of the black night slowly moved towards Jang-seo, as if he was being swallowed up by darkness.

and…….

“A first-class warrior from a humble background. A special class outsider at that.”

Swish. The black night with its eyes wide open circles Jang Yi-seo closely like a snake clinging to his body.

The feeling of thick darkness enveloping my whole body.

“That guy used to live like a wild dog, but he ended up becoming an assistant… … .”

Jang Yi-seo had a gut feeling. The inescapable exploration of the Dark Night had begun. And if he was not careful, he could be eaten by it right here and now.

“Although the slaughterhouse owner is of low status, he is a proud person who has made a name for himself in the Ilbaekma Castle. However, such a person has disappeared from the school. As a sergeant, I cannot just sit by and watch this happen.”

Sado-cheol. That’s why. Jang I-seo’s eyes narrow.

“I went to capture a mere first-class warrior and he disappeared without a trace. What a coincidence. I smell something. The smell of a dirty conspiracy… … . Perhaps!”

That moment when all my nerves became tense and my mouth became dry.

The face of the black night that had been turned back suddenly appeared in front of Jang-seo like a poisonous snake and spoke as if making a declaration.

“Aren’t you hiding your skills?”

Boom! The Black Night’s number has been thrown.

At the same time, Jang Seo’s shadow rose up, surprisingly, like a living, breathing creature, wrapping itself from the tips of its feet to the nape of its neck.

‘Ugh… … !’

It’s a feeling of being out of breath and as if one wrong word will drag you into the ground.

A terrible fear came over me, and my heart, hidden in loneliness, began to beat slightly.

And every time that happened, Black Night’s pupils would spin around eerily.

‘You are feeling my emotions through the shadows.’

This is the Black Night’s poisonous martial arts that deals with shadows.

It was a dark shadow ghost spirit feat.

A strange magical art that is hard to see unless you are a member of the Demonic Cult.

“You’re shaking… … Are you afraid?! Who are you? Are you perhaps a spy sent by the Murim Alliance?”

Once again, the harsh news of the Dark Night poured in.

then…….

Jang Il-seo’s eyes, which had been looking down, straightened up.

Fiercely and unwaveringly.

And then my trembling heart suddenly froze and became cold.

Soon my mouth opened.

“you’re right.”

“Wh, what the-?!”

If Black Night is someone who uses shadows to read the emotions of others, Jang Yi-seo is the best agent of the Dark World who can even deceive that.

“What you are thinking is all correct.”

“her……!”

Jang I-seo accepted the difficult challenge.

And that too, in a head-on confrontation.