A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 72



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72.

#Back to Cheonmajeon (3)

At the entrance, the battle between Jang-seo and Heuk-ya begins.

Mao, who entered the Cheonma Hall, looked around the closed door once and then slowly walked forward.

I feel this way every time I come here, but it feels like I’m locked in a beast’s cage and all my blood is drained.

‘Is it okay for it to be this hard and desolate just to see my family’s faces once?’

To be honest, I wanted to write a letter to my parents at the entrance and then run off. From now on, you should come. Like this.

But now Mao knew too.

That it can no longer be turned back, nor can it be turned back.

If you don’t want to go back to the life of a loser, the only thing left to do is move forward.

So I came back again.

“Are you here?”

A gray-haired and half-aged gentleman greeting you while sitting at a well-prepared table.

A demon lord who can embrace ten thousand horses with just his eyes.

At the breakfast with Cheonma Jinwookwang.

“It’s not too late today.”

Jin Woo-kwang rested his chin on his hand and looked at Mao with interest. Mao approached him without saying a word and knelt down ten paces away.

“Heavenly Demon Lord Manmaangbok. Seven Princes Mao, I greet you, Father.”

A relatively polite tone. The corners of Jin Woo-kwang’s mouth rose slightly. It was the first time. It was the first time that a guy who was always scared and irritable had acted this way.

When you sit in the normal seat for a long time, everything can feel boring and like dust. So, this kind of fresh feeling is always enjoyable.

It means a good start.

“Sit down.”

“yes.”

Mao got up from his seat and sat down on the other side of the long table. He quickly looked at the side dishes, which were also simple. Meat, vegetables, and soup.

That’s news of low salt that is not even a foundation.

Just hearing the name Cheonma makes you feel like he’d eat raw, bloody meat, but seeing this makes me think he’s human too.

“Come in.”

“thank you for this food!”

As soon as Mao finished his greetings, he put the meat in his mouth. The last time he came, he was so nervous that he didn’t know whether it was going into his mouth or his nose, but now that he’s eating it… … .

‘It’s delicious?!’

So, I hurriedly stuffed everything I could see into my mouth. Jin Woo-kwang, who saw this, slowly savored the taste and thought.

‘What a funny guy.’

I adopted her three years ago, but I actually knew very little about her. This was only the second time we had a meal together, so I’ve said it all.

After the quiet breakfast, Jin Woo-kwang put down his spoon and asked for the first time like a father.

“Did it suit your taste?”

Mao felt touched by the unexpectedly affectionate words, like those of a family member, and responded like a son.

“Yes. It was delicious.”

“I’m glad it suits your taste.”

Looking at Jin Woo-kwang’s smile, Mao felt guilty about having been so worried all this time.

Is this what a family is? Were you just too scared? Well, you’re going to shoot your son to death at the next breakfast. Where in the world is there a father like that?

“It could have been your last meal.”

Here he is. That kind of father… … .

Mao pretended not to hear and trembled like an aspen tree.

This is your last meal.

Does that mean he’s threatening to kill himself soon?

I felt the weight of what I had eaten resting on my chest, and I realized it again with a bitter feeling in my stomach.

Where I am and who is in front of me.

The best in the world.

A devil among devils.

Heavenly Demon.

That he is not his biological father, and that he is an absolute devil who can kill him at any time.

Mao shut his eyes tightly, then opened them wide and asked firmly.

“So now I have to endure my father’s style?”

“Why? Do you think it will be difficult?”

“If I say it’s difficult… … you won’t shoot me?”

“I don’t want to be a father who doesn’t keep his promises to his children.”

“But isn’t it better than a father who killed his child?”

“If a child would die at that level, he is not my child.”

It’s scarier when you laugh. Jin Woo-kwang is smiling with his hands clasped together. And he’s smiling so affectionately. This is a really well-run household.

Mao swallowed hard.

In any case, he said that if he can’t avoid it, he’ll kill him.

Phew. Well, that’s what I expected.

Mao took a deep breath and declared:

“Okay. Then it’s just one time. Since you promised, I won’t shoot you twice. Do you understand?”

Mao untied his fingers and sat up eagerly. Then he cockily snapped his index and middle fingers inward and said,

“Come.”

At this, Cheonma was dumbfounded and then burst into silent laughter.

Are you provoking yourself just now? That’s funny.

He then pointed with his index finger as if poking me.

Okay then.

Phew!

A gust of wind blew without warning.

The exam has begun!

Chaenggrang!

Every time the wind blew across the table, all the rice bowls, soup bowls, and side dish bowls shattered into pieces.

Even a long dining table made of thick wood was snapped in half by the wind.

It didn’t even touch. It was just shattered by the wind pressure.

The intangible wind swept away tens of thousands of particles of dust, making them appear clear.

This is literally the manifestation of a typhoon.

‘If you get hit, you die! You die without fail!’

Mao’s eyes grew wide like lanterns when he saw this, and his lips became parched.

As expected, there is no such thing as mercy.

A horse is a horse.

A heartless murderer who even kills his own children without any hesitation.

It is a devil so cruel that he can launch a surprise attack without warning at the slightest provocation.

however.

‘It was just as you said.’

Surprisingly, there was a smile on Mao’s lips, who should have been in despair.

A strong advisor who predicted and taught even this moment.

‘Jang I-seo.’

That’s right, he was there.

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– A few days ago.

“What are you talking about? You want me to provoke my father? Are you crazy?”

As I was becoming more and more accustomed to the ironclad defense through day and night training, Jang-seo clearly said this while leaning against the wall.

To provoke the Heavenly Horse.

“Yes. That’s how I survive.”

“They say that if you become stronger than a rock, you will survive.”

“Do you think that the Seven Princes are harder than a rock now?”

“Uh. I’m so strong now. Even if I get hit now, it won’t hurt that much… … Ugh!”

Bang! Zhang Yishu grabbed a pebble lying on the floor and struck Mao’s temple with it. Mao fell to the floor with a thud. He then shouted with a face of shock.

“Are you crazy?”

“Look. The stone did not break. It was the Seven Princes who broke.”

Wow. Jang-seo drops pebbles on the floor.

“Hey! That’s because you made a surprise attack! If only I had prepared in advance… … .”

“That’s what I’m saying. If you get hit by a strong wind like this right now, without any defenses. If it comes from the side or from behind. Can you withstand that?”

“Huh? Hey, Father, wouldn’t it be fatal… … .”

“The opponent is a merciless cult leader. The Seven Princes can be wiped out like dust in an instant.”

“Hey, Mr. Lee! It’s my dad!”

What can I do? He’s not even my biological father. Jang-seo cut me like a knife and taught me a surefire way to win.

“If it’s now, I’m sure I can block the wind. If I can see where it’s coming from. So I can aim straight ahead. I’m aiming for the moment when we’re sitting across from each other at the table. And the moment the wind blows in… … .”

Show me. Properly.

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Yeah, I will. Jang Seo!

“Euryaaaaaaaaaa!”

Mao thrust his palms out in front of his chest, facing the wind that had blown right up to his nose.

At the same time, yang energy surges from the danjeon.

In an instant, the blood vessels that had opened up gather in the palm of your hand. And at that moment, you unleash your energy towards the oncoming wind!

Boom!

The wind of the Heavenly Horse that blew in like a typhoon.

Very presumptuously. No, absolutely intolerably.

It bounced back just as it had come, with a bang.

Kwakwakwakwa-!

And it was accompanied by an even stronger gale.

Mao’s absolute yang energy, which had the property of protecting the body, collided with the wind of the Heavenly Horse, which could even pierce through a rock wall, and changed direction.

“Not avoiding, not blocking… … but counterattacking?! Hahaha!”

At this, Cheonma’s face was filled with shock and laughter at the same time.

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“Are you really… … saying you’re a spy?”

Meanwhile, an unexpected confrontation between the rich was unfolding inside. Outside, a debate was beginning between the shocked Heukya and the indifferent Jang Yiseo.

“If that’s what Usama has decided, then it must be right.”

A truly ambiguous answer. I don’t know, and it seems like you’re supposed to interpret it yourself. Heukya snickered and replied.

“You would leave matters of life and death to someone else? And then you can call yourself an assistant serving the Soji Lord?”

“It is not about obeying others, but only obeying the strong. The weak serve the strong, and the strong take responsibility for their choices. Isn’t that the doctrine of our religion, which worships the strong as the supreme being?”

“Have you ever seen such a fool? It sounds like he’s telling me to take responsibility or something.”

“Then wouldn’t I also believe in you and serve you?”

How impudent. Heukya gave a notice while watching Jang Yiseo recklessly accept the offer.

“Hehehe, good. Then you are a spy.”

That too, a death sentence notice.

“Why?”

Jang Yiseo asked without any change in expression. The trembling of his heart had already stopped, so he wouldn’t have come up with the cheap trick of lying.

“I have never seen a man who, upon meeting me for the first time, would argue with me without a shudder. Furthermore, he is so calm even when facing death. It must be one of two things. Either he is highly trained or… … he has lost his fear.”

Jang Yiseo opened his eyes slightly wide and nodded.

“It could be the latter.”

“That can’t be true. If that were the case, you wouldn’t be first-class anymore.”

Jang Yi-seo nodded obediently this time too.

“If that’s what you’ve decided, then there’s nothing we can do. Then what should we do?”

“I’ll have to take your two legs away.”

“great.”

As expected, Heukya’s eyes widened at the cheerful answer.

“Okay? Even if I cut off your legs?”

“I’m from the counterintelligence unit. For a spy, having two legs is pretty good. If it were me, I would have cut off his head first.”

“Hehehehe. Then I guess I’ll have to take it to my neck.”

“That’s fine too. But following the orders given by the leader comes first. Please understand that much.”

What does this mean?

“The leader gave the order? To you?”

Black Night tilted his head and looked at Jang Yi Seo again. No matter how you looked at him, he was a first-class warrior who didn’t seem to be anything special. But the more surprising answer was about to come.

“The leader has bestowed upon me internal energy.”

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“I’m ashamed to say this, but my body is a nine-hole body. I only have nine holes in my lower abdomen. So I was told to find a cure for this. Of course, my condition is not very good.”

Jang-seo rolled up his sleeves to his elbows. Then, his blood vessels, swollen and black, were revealed. This is what happens when you are addicted to magic. The darker the color, the closer it is to the perfect form.

And Jang’s blood vessels were a complete darkness that could not be hidden even by flesh color.

Anyone can see that it is Cheonma’s work.

“A constitution that is too long… … Huh, so that kind of constitution exists? It is truly fascinating.”

“I think so too. I also find it amazing that the leader of the cult gave me the power of the noble Heavenly Demon to save me, a spy.”

“What?!”

“So I want to ask the leader directly.”

Huh. A breath of air came out of Black Night’s mouth.

That’s it. The reason I was twiddling my tongue with words like “strong is the best” and “responsibility”.

If you decide that Jang Yi-seo is a spy here, the appearance of the supreme leader will be ridiculous.

In a word.

“Ugh… I killed myself.”