A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 8



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8.

She burst into laughter and grabbed the bottle of liquor in her hand. Then she poured some liquor into Jang-seo’s empty glass.

This is high praise.

‘I’ll acknowledge your guts. You deserve to be praised by the Lord. Of course, if you have as much skill as your mouth.’

To be honest, the throne of the Seven Princes is Gye-reuk.

Because of Mao’s nature, no one wants to do it, and even if there were, Mao would not accept it.

So there was no problem in sitting down for a while under his own breath. If, as Zhang Yishu said, he could increase Mao’s power and give him strength, there would be no better business than this.

one.

‘Do you know? If you enter that place recklessly, you will come out as a corpse. You are a 7th-grade noble with no family or reputation. Can you endure it even for a day?’

No. My head is shaking on its own. So I was thinking of just scolding him and sending him back to the counterintelligence unit.

however.

“Are you really sure that Mao can be counted among the top three?”

“no.”

“What? Then what did you say just now?”

“Not confidence, but confidence.”

“That crazy guy.”

Although harsh words came out of his mouth, the corners of his lips were turned up.

I know I shouldn’t be doing this, but I strangely keep having expectations of this guy.

Are you a highly trained spy?

No. The bet that is faintly leaking out of the body is too impure and ordinary. Moreover, the Seven Princes are all discarded cards.

Then why on earth do we have faith in this interest?

Ignorance that treats me poorly? Confidence that comes from that?

No, it’s not that kind of superficiality.

There was something more to Jang Seo, something more assured than the word confidence can express.

The two men turned their heads outside towards the Moonlight Lake.

I really like how open and airy it is without walls.

Thanks to this, the movements of the assassins approaching like rats through the crowd are also very visible.

It seemed like they were sent by my brothers after hearing the news.

“Anyone can speak.”

Sa Hae-ryeong turns his head again and speaks to Jang Yi-seo. Then Jang Yi-seo also looks back and answers.

“I guess it’s your ability to discern between words and truth. But you don’t seem incompetent.”

“But what if I have to see your skills at least once?”

Jang Yiseo looked outside again. His focus was exactly on the assassins that Sa Hae-ryeong had identified. As expected. He wasn’t just a talker. Sa Hae-ryeong’s smile deepened.

“I’ll take the left three.”

“Okay. I’m not the type of person to suffer losses. Just do this. Then I’ll take the four on the right.”

“okay.”

Ttorr. Jang Il-seo pours Sa Hae-ryeong a drink. Then he grabs his glass and nods. Then, right! The two people’s glasses clinked. And then, the moment the drink went down his esophagus.

Papa Pot!

Outside, seven masked assassins surged up from the second floor railing like a dragonfly.

Movement without any frills. None of them are ordinary. At least first-class experts.

However, it is ridiculously weak to deal with the Four Sea Spirits.

Crunch! She lightly kicks the railing, sending shards of broken wood flying towards the assassin. Thud! Hana takes a hit in the chest and falls back down.

There are two left.

As expected, it’s not difficult.

“Haaaah!”

One of the assassins who landed first with a shout rushed forward with his sword raised. One was slow. Phu phu phu! The chopsticks in her hand pierced through her left side, abdomen, and right armpit in one breath.

“Crack… … .”

An assassin who collapses without even being able to breathe properly.

There’s only one thing left.

however.

Hwaaaaaaaah! What the assassin was swinging wasn’t a sword. It was a vial of powder that was emitting brown smoke.

‘no way!’

For the first time, embarrassment appears on Sa Hae-ryung’s face. He realizes that he was not there to kill him in the first place.

It was clearly a poison called Yongpisan, designed to melt the skin of human skin. Their goal was to reveal her identity.

To drive home the reason why the three princesses visited Wolha Village as a low-level lust that they couldn’t hold back.

‘Disgusting things… … .’

Unfortunately, the face mask covers not only the face but also the entire body. It is impossible to block all the powder flying around.

That moment when despair filled my mind.

“Don’t move.”

Bang! Choaaaak! The table flipped over, blocking her view, and at the same time, a man embraced her, blocking the remaining powder with his body.

Jang Seo. That was it.

“you……?!”

Whoosh! Jang Yi-seo turned around and extended his sword. Then, whoosh! A pure white lightning bolt flew and pierced through the table and bang! It pierced the assassin’s neck.

The situation has been sorted out.

Whiriliririk! Jang Seo wraps the recovered white lightning around his wrist.

Sa Hae-ryeong looked up at him with her shaking eyes as if she was embracing him.

Then he smiled bashfully and said,

“Because a woman’s secrets are precious?”

“… … .”

“Are you in love?”

“That crazy guy… … !”

Bang! Jang Il-seo is pushed back five steps by the Sahae-ryeong’s sword.

“Ugh… … ! Hey… … This is what I finally saved you from.”

“Shut up.”

“Wow, shit. That bitch.”

Jang Yiseo was whining and stomping his feet in frustration. However, Sa Hae-ryeong did not hear him. He just kept his eyes fixed on him.

A weird guy. And a guy who makes things weird.

She turned around and said.

“In three days, go to Chilsogung.”

It’s a pass. Permission fell from her mouth. Hahaha! Jang Yiseo bursts out laughing behind her. Sa Hae-ryeong also heard this and secretly raised the corners of his lips.

Then he waved his hand from behind and shouted loudly.

“hey!”

What. Sa Hae-ryeong turned around a little shyly. Then Jang Yi-seo said with a rather cool expression.

“You have to pay for what you broke. Where are you going just like that?”

Ha, that kid is for real. She shouted nervously as she walked away.

“You pay for it. Either by asking the owner or borrowing and paying back. That is also a test.”

“Hahaha! You fucking bitch… … .”

It was a day when the full moon rose over Wolgwangho.

*

The night Jang Il-seo passed the assistant exam.

He scratched the back of his head and headed up to the upper floor of the observation deck.

3rd floor, 4th floor, 5th floor, 6th floor, 7th floor.

How far up did I go? I finally climbed the stairs to the 8th floor, the forbidden area where Rouge was staying.

Could it be that the Four Sea Spirits have come to pay the price for breaking it?

But the guards in white uniforms opened the way for him as if they were used to him, like the Red Sea parting. And Jang-seo also walked confidently alone through the path.

And surprisingly, the destination was the deepest and most secret place in the Chuisanru.

A luxurious room at the very top overlooking the Moonlight Lake.

He reached a place where there was a bed and a table filled with delicacies from the mountains and the sea.

“Are you here?”

A natural beauty wearing a gorgeous blue skirt and a black hairpin.

This is Lu Zhu Qu Honglan, the owner of the Chuxianru. She greets you. What on earth is going on?

“The food is done, just set the table for drinks. I have no appetite.”

“You don’t look so good today. I feel very sorry for you, girl.”

She presses her chest and makes a sad face, saying that it would be difficult to even look at the Archduke’s face when he appears.

Could it be that Jang I-seo is a pillar of society?

“It wasn’t because of you. The losses were quite large. The railings were broken for no reason and it was a mess. How much did it all cost?”

“Have you met the Three Princesses?”

“So-so.”

It’s amazing. I never thought Jang-seo would share such secrets with a gisaeng.

But this was just the beginning.

“Here it is.”

When the table was cleared, Jang-seo sat on the cushion and took the ledger she handed him and looked through it. It was filled with items and amounts. It was a voucher. It contained all the records of the Chwiseonru here.

“You’re doing well. Your performance has improved.”

“If I can repay the favor I received with this… … I can do even more.”

“It was something we did for the good of both of us.”

“No. If you hadn’t rescued me from being kidnapped all the way here and left me this job… … . I probably wouldn’t be alive.”

Chu Hongran. She bowed down and paid her respects.

Jang Yi-seo only smiled awkwardly. He knew that trying to stop him would be useless. It was a greeting he always made without fail whenever they met.

I understand.

Her real name is Murong Lan.

The daughter of the Muryong family, who was reported missing in the martial arts world. She was kidnapped by the Demonic Cult before she could even reach adulthood, and was saved by Jang Yi-seo, who was investigating a spy.

And the result of that relationship is now.

“Let’s start by listening to the stories that have been piling up in the observation deck.”

“Yes, master.”

Master-servant relationship.

That means.

The real owner of Chwiseonru is… … .

It was Jang Seo.

*

There are several ways in which spies obtain information.

You can get them by infiltrating them yourself, buying them with money, or receiving support from your affiliated organization.

However, for Jang-seo, who never knew when or what mission would be assigned to him in the enemy camp, a more stable and long-term method was needed.

So this is the place I chose.

It was a watchtower.

“The current situation of the Demonic Cult is like the calm before a storm, a light in the wind. It’s like a powder keg that could explode at any moment.”

Jang Yi-seo moistened his lips with liquor after hearing Hong-ran’s report. It was a story that everyone knew. Rumors had been circulating for some time that a new sect leader would be appointed soon, and the atmosphere had become tense.

There are three people who have been mentioned as the most likely candidates.

“Grand Duke Cheonmugi. Grand Duke Muhanseong. Third Princess Sahaeryung. I believe it is clear that the next cult leader will emerge from among these.”

“I guess so… … .”

An indisputable fact. There is no objection.

That is, until he was given the task of making the Seven Princes Mao the new leader.

“What is the power structure that has been revealed so far?”

I asked, pressing the corners of my eyebrows together and shaking off the fatigue that was coming my way. Then Hongran answered refreshingly without hesitation.

“The power of the Demonic Cult is largely comprised of the Seven Elders in charge of the judiciary, the Five Dragons in charge of administration, and over a hundred organizations scattered under each of the cult leaders.”

“Yes. Apart from that, there are the Seven Grand Princes and the Left and Right Lions.”

“Yes. The most important of these are the Seven Elders and the Five Dragons. Depending on who they support, their reputation and real power will be determined.”

“Hongran, what do you think?”

“It’s not certain yet, but it seems that the Seven Elders will support the Grand Duke, and the Five Dragons will support the Duke.”

“Why?”

At Jang Yiseo’s question, Chu Hongran frowned and seemed to think for a moment before quickly answering again.

“It’s because of their temperament.”

Temperament. That really hits home.

Grand Duke Cheon Mu-gi is a man of few words and is very cruel in his actions. He has no affection for those around him, and he plans alone and moves his subordinates like chess pieces.

On the other hand, Lee Gong-ja Mu-hwan is straightforward in his words and actions, and he treats his subordinates like friends he meets every day. He makes a lot of mistakes, but he has many subordinates who are loyal to him and risk their lives.

therefore.

“The conservative elders want a Cheonmu-gi who shares the same disposition as the cult leader, and the Lee Gong-ja Mu-Hwan-Seong is likely to gain the support of the belligerent O-Ryong-Dang-Ju.”

A reasonable interpretation.

Jang Yiseo nodded and continued asking.

“Then what about the Three Princesses, Sa Hae-ryeong? She’s a strong candidate. I think she received the thickest trust from the cult leader.”

In response to Jang Yiseo’s expectant question, Chu Hongran spat softly and said.

“doesn’t exist.”

#I need to get some education from my brother (2)