A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 76



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76.

#To Chilsogung (1)

Squeak!

The door to the Heavenly Demon Hall opened wide, and Mao, who came out, let out a deep sigh and stretched.

“Wow!”

There is nothing more welcoming than the warm sun shining high in the sky.

“Every time I come here, I feel like I age ten years. We should change the name of this place. Instead of Cheonmajeon, how about Ten Years’ Anniversary? That’s fine.”

Are you okay? Jang Yi-seo shook his head with a serious expression. But I know how you feel. It really feels like you’ve died and come back to life dozens of times.

“But Jang-seo. Are you okay? Aaaah! This is a surprise!”

Mao, who was walking out, looked back and shouted in surprise.

When Jang Yi-seo turned his head, he saw an underworld messenger standing tall next to the closing door.

“You made it out alive, huh?”

A being covered in black from head to toe.

It was the Black Night of the Gwangmyeongusa, the leader of the previous generation and the servant of the Heavenly Horse.

What kind of person is standing against the wall without making a sound? And glaring at me so fiercely.

“Yes, thanks to that… … .”

“You have achieved something. You must repay the kindness you have received from the leader with a grateful heart throughout your life.”

“I will keep that in mind.”

When Zhang Yishu nodded, Heukya quickly withdrew his attention and politely handed a card to Mao.

This is a round divine tablet with the words “Baekma (百魔)” written on it.

It’s the seal of Baek In-jang.

“What is this?”

When Mao glared at him and arrogantly held out his hand, Heukya narrowed his eyes and withdrew his hand holding the sword.

What? Why are you taking it back?

“Please accept it respectfully. It is from the sect leader.”

“Haha. You should have told me earlier. Now go to sleep.”

Mao smiled awkwardly and politely held out both hands. Then Heukya retorted with a murderous glint in his eyes.

“I want you to get down on your knees.”

“yes…….”

Why are you so angry? Mao bit his lips and knelt down slightly.

Then, the Black Night showed a clearly displeased expression and handed the White General’s seal to his hand.

“Then, please go back now.”

With those words, he disappeared into the wall, wrapped in a black shadow. It was a feat that was truly miraculous.

“Jang-seo, did you see that? Did you see that thing just now entering the wall? That’s not a person. It’s a seeping grim reaper!”

[Go back!]

“Ouch! Let’s go, let’s go to the market.”

Mao started to run away, startled by his voice echoing from somewhere.

Then, Jang Yi-seo took a quick look at Cheonma-jeon and followed him.

I feel it again, but this place is truly full of monsters.

If you want to survive, you have no choice but to keep trying.

“But Jang-seo. Are you really okay? What did you mean when you said that Usagi had achieved something earlier?”

As we passed Cheonmajeon and reached the Three Thousand Steps, Mao asked again as if he had remembered something. His face looked quite worried.

“It’s okay now.”

“Really? How can I believe you when you keep collapsing at the drop of a hat? If you’re going to collapse, do it after you’ve passed all the stairs. I can’t carry you down from here. It’s hard.”

“You used to run so well while carrying me.”

“So it’s a challenge between the subject and the object. Just let it slip away.”

When Zhang Yishu snickers, Mao also laughs happily.

This time, Zhang Yishu asked Mao, who was walking down with lighter steps.

“How did the Seven Princes survive?”

“Hey, what you’re saying is funny. You told me how to live. How did I live? Did you really think I was going to die?”

“Half and half.”

“Hey, you!”

“Just tell me.”

When Zhang Yishu snickered and asked again, Mao answered in detail with a calm face.

I was about to make a bet, but I took it back without realizing it, and it turned out to be a blessing in disguise.

What’s more, it didn’t just cancel out the wind, it completely bounced it off.

“Does that make sense?”

“I’m telling you, it’s real. Look at this palm. It’s red and swollen. When I hit it with this, my father was so surprised. He almost fell backwards.”

“That doesn’t sound like anything.”

Where in the world is there a heavenly horse that falls backwards in shock? All the believers will escape.

“Ha, look at this kid. He doesn’t believe what his master says. I told you back then, his hands felt like they were made of diamonds. He felt like he could knock down anything.”

Indestructible diamond?

“Jang Yiseo. Did I discover another new ultimate skill? It’s possible. I’m a genius. The name is Jijon Mao Su (至尊麻娛手), which means I can send everything back with a hand as strong as a diamond. What do you think? Is that okay?”

Are you okay? And I’m just saying that your hands are the best. What does that have to do with Geumgang?

“Who would put my name on a herbivore diet?”

“Cheonma.”

“That’s a nickname. Just go.”

“huh.”

But contrary to what he said, the expression on Jang Seo’s face following him was quite unusual.

Because I thought that if Mao’s words were true, he might really be a genius.

Because there is only one thing that matches his words.

Erection.

So, it was just a matter of expressing one’s hand energy.

‘To fully handle an erection, your internal energy must be at least close to the peak. But before that, you must first understand the principle.’

And realizing the truth was like searching for treasure alone in the desert. I had to walk and figure it out on my own, without any set route or landmarks.

But Mao discovered it unconsciously.

This is truly a tremendous achievement.

Once you’ve set foot on it, isn’t it much easier than just crossing the desert without a destination?

‘This kid, he might become even more amazing than I thought… … .’

Inwardly, it was Zhang Li who saw Mao differently.

The two people’s footsteps, now lighter, soon arrived at Horyondang.

“Hahahaha!”

Then, a hearty laughter first reached my ears.

The smart tiger is Ji Dae-ho.

“Did you have a nice breakfast?”

“Master! Of course you had a good trip. You didn’t even show your face when we came. That’s disappointing.”

“I’m sorry. I have something urgent to take care of.”

What to do? Mao glanced at him from top to bottom, and the bloodstains on his hands and clothes were clear. It would be better not to ask what he did. Mao swallowed his saliva and answered with an awkward smile.

“If you’re busy, you should take care of work first. Okay. Hahaha.”

“I am grateful for your generous understanding.”

As Mao nodded awkwardly, this time Ji Dae-ho looked at Zhang Yishu.

And then I suddenly realized.

A brighter face. And, unlike before, his eyes were much more organized and refined.

Shh. Finally, we’ve broken through the climax wall.

A sincere smile appeared on his lips.

“Congratulations.”

“Thank you for your concern.”

“What’s my credit? You reaped what you sowed.”

Mao scratched his head again at the incomprehensible conversation, but he didn’t feel bad about it anyway.

Rather, it was good. When my assistant was congratulated, it felt like I was being congratulated myself.

“The Sahojeong issue has been resolved well. I will probably never leave Doraok again in my life.”

“Is that so?”

“I have entrusted the task of finding the Iron Horse Bandit to the Biryong Party Leader, so he will be caught soon.”

Jang Yiseo nodded. It was a smooth ending.

“But do you have some kind of ill-fated relationship with the Biryong Party Lord? When I talk about you, his reaction is not very good.”

It’s not like there aren’t any.

The fact that the spy activities of Hwan-ik, the former vice-chairman of the Biryong Party, were revealed by the head of the counterintelligence unit was something that could not help but hurt the pride of the party leader.

“But it happened so long ago… … Are you still angry?”

“When I told him I was the informant, he broke the glass he was holding and said, ‘You son of a bitch, Jang-seo.’”

“haha…….”

I guess you’re still angry. Jang-i shrugged.

It was a good decision not to interfere with this matter any further.

“Be careful. The Lord of the Biryongdang may forget kindness, but he will never forget resentment.”

“Yes. I think there will be a lot more things to be careful about from now on.”

“What does that mean?”

“The leader gave the Seven Princes the seal of Baek In-jang.”

At Jang Yi-seo’s words, Ji Dae-ho’s expression hardened for a moment.

The benevolence of Baek In-jang.

Isn’t that a divine tablet that only the Grand Duke and the Second Duke possessed? But to give it to the Seven Princes?

“What are you two saying?”

What more so for a puppy that doesn’t even know what it is used for.

Once they find out, the Grand Duke and the Duke of Yi will never be able to just sit back and watch.

Ji Dae-ho and Jang Yi-seo looked at each other with complicated feelings and then said.

“Nothing arouses more jealousy than parental favoritism. There will be checks and balances that were not there before. Please take care.”

“Yes, I will do so.”

“Don’t forget my suggestion either.”

“Haha, I’ll go.”

“Take a look. Take a look, Your Majesty the Seven Princes.”

Ji Dae-ho takes the lottery ticket. And I’m the only one who doesn’t know. Just me. Mao licked his lips as he greeted them and walked forward.

One, you don’t necessarily need to know it now.

You’ll find out soon anyway.

Today was just… … .

“Let’s go back home.”

“let’s go!”

You just have to enjoy surviving.

* * *

– Rock carving of the Hubei branch of the Murim Alliance.

Jang Seo.

No, it was around the time that Agent 103 of the Dark Ages was growing into a key figure in the Demonic Cult.

“Gyaaaah!”

Jegal So-mi was watching his progress from afar and cheering.

【Slaughterhouse Destruction】

Could it be that my eyes are deceiving me? Or maybe the room was so dark that I was seeing things wrong.

I couldn’t believe it even after reading it, so I checked the letter again several times.

But it was real.

“They say that when you get rid of the wind forest, you get this kind of chimney. Who would have thought that I would receive this? What should I do? It’s so good!”

Jegal So-mi hugged the letter tightly and trembled.

Although she was clearly a stranger, she could not hide her thrilling joy as the person who created the rock carvings.

Think about it.

An agent who had been abandoned and neglected began to stride as if he had wings the moment he received the mission.

He entered the Chilsogung Palace with great pomp and circumstance, and now he has even destroyed the slaughterhouse.

When there are no expectations, satisfaction tends to increase, and conversely, when expectations increase, satisfaction tends to increase.

But Room 103 is there when there are no expectations, and when there are.

I have always been very satisfied.

So, we can’t help but wait for news from him.

“What kind of person is number 103?”

I was curious.

I didn’t know his face, his last name, or his name. The only people who knew him were his grandfather and the leader of the rock carvings.

Do you have any family left here?

“Now that I think about it, that person was looking for my brother.”

Suddenly, the image of a man flashed through Jegal So-mi’s mind.

A person who gave a strange first impression wearing the volcano faction’s uniform.

Seonyu.

‘My older brother has disappeared. He was a member of the Murim Alliance. Please find him.’

‘My older brother. His name is Seo Lee.’

It was just one side, but the sadness I felt from his expression prickled my heart. It definitely seemed sincere. Why did it suddenly disappear?

“If you’re from the Murim Alliance, there must be some information left… … .”

Jegal So-mi jumped up and ran to another room. There was a bookshelf lined up in a line.

From the Murim Alliance to the Sapa and the Demonic Cult, and even to Saewoe.

Excluding the agents, it was an unprecedented personnel record book containing almost all the notable figures of the past.

This is something that the master, Zhuge Shang, had been collecting since he was young, and there was no other place in the world with such a large amount.

The reason why Film Jeong said that Jegal So-mi is good at finding people is because he knows about this personnel record.

“Lee Seo, Lee Seo, Lee Seo. But Seon Yu is Do Ho. Then what is your real name? It’s not Seon Yi Seo.”

As she wandered through the books, she suddenly made a blank expression.

Of course it would be Seon-i-seo.

widely!

He closed the book and put it back on the shelf.

If we meet again next time.

Then I thought I should ask then.