A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 84



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84.

#Nice to meet you, Your Highness (3)

‘What a shameless guy.’

A hundred silver coins is nothing. That’s enough money to run a blacksmith shop for a year and hire hundreds of warriors. But you’re talking about it like it’s small change.

Should I call this abominable or magnanimous?

One thousand weapons are those who don’t spare money when it comes to talent. If it’s worth it. And if it can be done properly. It doesn’t make much difference whether you give them hundreds or one.

“I think I know why Mysin wanted you.”

“thank you.”

“It’s simple.”

“At least I will be fair and square in front of the Grand Duke.”

“You must remember those words.”

“yes!”

“Tell me.”

Okay. A gentle smile formed inside Jang Yi-seo.

Then he spoke without stopping, as if he was driving at me.

“Just fill it with the guys who are lacking.”

“hmm?”

“Once the seal of the White Seal is used, it can no longer be used. This can be used in reverse. You can fill it with followers who have no knowledge of martial arts. Or you can bring in lowly people from the suburbs. Anyway, if you fill it first, then no one will be able to look down on it.”

That makes sense. One.

“Are you going to just let that happen?”

“No one else can do it. But I can. I am your assistant.”

“… … This is fun.”

The Thousand-Mu-Gi laughs brightly. This is a surefire trick. If this is true, then I can blow it up without any problems.

and…….

“I can do it.”

You can raise your power without any problems.

Jang Yi-seo raises his head while lying flat on his stomach. Then Cheon Mu-gi also stands tall and looks down at him.

The two people’s gazes were entangled in the air.

And at the same time, a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

*

After Jang Seo leaves.

After the black magic was removed, only the Thousand Weapons and the Ghost Demon Army were left in the room.

“What do you think?”

And Cheonmugi, still feeling uneasy, looks at the door where he disappeared and asks.

The Ghost Army answered.

“… …He’s such an impudent guy.”

Pick. I agree. Cheonmugi asked again without showing any sign of it.

“and?”

The Ghost Lord opened his mouth after pretending to think about it.

“He’s a useful guy.”

“That’s high praise. The world’s greatest magician, who doesn’t even like the black magic chosen by the elders, likes the guy he just saw.”

“Anyone can dodge a flying sword, but it’s not easy to laugh when you know who threw it. And it wasn’t even laughing when you were looking right in this direction.”

“That’s right.”

Even though he knows exactly who his opponent is. This is because he is confident enough to do so for whatever reason.

“And then, with a leisurely pace, he instantly changed the fiery air current. This is knowing how to control the flow of the battlefield.”

One thing I didn’t understand.

Changing the flow of the battlefield is not easy even for veterans with years of experience like the Ghost Army.

It was because it was possible only with the experience of overcoming countless battlefields along with natural talent and harsh training.

“If what you say is true, then he is too good a guy to be handed over to Maga.”

But this time, the Ghost Demon Army firmly shook its head at Cheonmugi’s words.

“He is clearly a man of high spirits and intelligence, but he clearly has limitations. If he did something like this because he was blinded by a small amount of money, then he will only do the same in the future.”

“You think so.”

“yes.”

Cheonmugi nodded at the Ghost Demon Army’s definitive answer. It certainly could be seen that way. No, if you look at the situation, his words are correct.

He has extraordinary talent, but his life is third-rate and all he does is chase money.

But why is that?

I don’t know why, but there was always a hint of doubt inside me.

‘A person who is only after money plans to use me, the second and third siblings, and even the youngest sibling…?’

It’s probably one of two things.

Either he’s completely crazy or something.

or not…….

Or someone much worse.

And the Thousand Weapons put more weight on the latter.

There was one more reason.

‘It was weak, but the magic I felt from him was definitely extraordinary.’

But it is absolutely absurd that a mere 7th-grade aide is holding this.

So I thought that Cheonmugi was something that needed to be looked into in more detail.

And this is… … .

“It’s been a while since I’ve seen the fourth one.”

“Are you talking to the master?”

“Yes. Tell them to come by and see me soon.”

Anyone as skilled as Sakongja would know this well.

Is Jang Seo a guy I can keep by my side, or is he a guy I can drag off to Maga and rot away as a slave?

Whatever the outcome.

Cheonmugi picked up the brush again. And then, with a swish, he drew the last leaf as if he was dotting it.

Above all, sharp and intense.

Jang Seo.

While recalling his name in my head.

* * *

“after…….”

Meanwhile, Jang-seo, who had come out of the garden, looked up at the sky and let out a deep sigh.

I achieved my goal as I wanted, but I couldn’t just smile comfortably.

This is because it gave us a glimpse into the level of those we would have to fight against in the future.

‘Cheonmugi. It’s much stronger than I thought.’

I unconsciously caressed the back of my neck.

Handling bets precisely required a high level of concentration and skill. Even in the case of the martial arts of retrieving dropped objects with invisible bet strings, the pinnacle of skill was a given, and it was impossible without precise sense.

But the Thousand Weapons went far beyond these basics.

‘Not only did he pull me in all at once, he strangled me with a bet.’

If it were a hand, I would cut it with a knife or tear it off with force.

This is a total aerodynamic fight.

As Jang Seo, who was only at the beginning of the climax, he had no choice but to be helplessly defeated.

And it was hard to imagine that this level of depth of operational capability would be possible.

If you haven’t experienced it before, it’s something you’ll find hard to believe even after seeing it.

‘One thing I’ve experienced is something similar.’

Cheonma Jinwookwang.

It was certainly like this when he raised himself up.

It feels like an invisible string of a bet is binding you.

‘Did you learn from him?’

Maybe so.

Because the children of Cheonma have grown tremendously since they were chosen by him.

A typical example would be that while Mysin was originally the strongest late-stage leader in the Demonic Cult, there were now at least four people of the same age who were stronger than him.

The only ones in the Demonic Cult who can use the character “Emperor” in their nickname.

Grand Duke Black Fire Demon Emperor’s Heavenly Weapon.

The Emperor of the Fist of the Demon King, Infinite.

The Three Princesses, Ice and Fire Sword Emperor, Sa Hae-ryeong.

The Emperor of Shadow and Sword, Sagongja Han.

They are the children of the Heavenly Horse who have reached the absolute realm, commonly known as the Four Kings.

Even though the Five Princesses, Maeng Won-won, and the Sixth Prince, Maeng Hui, were certainly strong figures compared to their peers, they were incomparable to these four.

Regardless of age, these were true demon heads who could immediately bring countless masters of the world to their knees.

And they were all mountains that Mao had to overcome to become a cult leader.

‘We have to become stronger. Mao, and me. Much stronger than we are now.’

Although Cheonma thought that there was no way for him to become stronger, there was still one way left. A way to become stronger.

‘It’s time to stop by now.’

The Magic Wall, which has been attempted over 9,000 times without success even once.

It’s almost time to see the end.

* * *

– Horongdang Dangjussi Office.

For the first time in a long time, Ji Dae-ho felt at peace in body and mind.

He was not the kind of person who would sit still after rising to the top, but lately, the school has become noticeably quiet.

Thanks to this, I was able to sit on a chair on the terrace and enjoy a cup of tea in the warm sunlight.

If only every day were like today.

I thought about that too.

But.

“All, Your Majesty-!”

Why does it always get so noisy when I try to rest?

The adjutant came running out of breath and opened the door wide!

“Khaaaaang!”

At the same time, the ground force’s roar erupted. The adjutant was startled and fell on his buttocks, then opened his mouth like a carp out of water.

“Quiet. Speak slowly. Don’t be loud.”

The adjutant swallowed hard at Ji Dae-ho’s threats and said.

“That, that’s the Biryongdang… … .”

“Why Biryongdang? Did they finally catch the Iron Horse?”

“That, that’s not it… … .”

“Or what!”

“I got beat up by an iron horse!”

Khaaaaang!

A long bell rang out through Horongdang.

* * *

– Cheonsanbuk-ro wilderness.

Slowly, slowly.

A dozen warriors on white horses gallop down the path between the hills, kicking up clouds of dust.

Their appearance was unusual. They were all wearing white robes with wide sleeves like birds, and even white masks.

It’s literally like completely hiding yourself in white.

Only a single letter embroidered on their backs proved their identity.

Fly.

It is one of the five major powers of the Demonic Cult and is in charge of diplomacy and intelligence.

And surprisingly, the person they were chasing so desperately was a woman fleeing on horseback.

A beauty with dark brown skin, strong eyes and a single braided hair style.

“You absolutely must not miss it!”

The reason why Biryongdang chased her, swallowing even the dust, was simple.

Because she is the iron horse who gave the unmarried mountain to the slaughterhouse.

At the request of Horongdang, the investigation was completed with great difficulty, and the tail was finally caught.

Even though she was a woman, she was so good at talking that if she had continued to be like that, she probably would not have been caught.

Heeeeeeling-!

But as if she had no luck, it wasn’t long before she had to stop her horse from running.

Left side, right side. And in front.

All of the high hills blocked the road.

Even if I had to choose, I chose a dead end.

“I finally caught it!”

The late arrival of the Biryongdang took away the only escape route.

It’s a real mess.

“If you behave, you won’t get hurt too badly.”

On the surface, it looked like a bunch of minions were persecuting an innocent woman. But in reality, it was the opposite.

“Take him away right now… … .”

Bam! The moment the warrior in the lead looked back and gave instructions, there was a terrible crash and a thud. The warrior fell from his horse.

And the pure white uniform turns red.

An arrow lodged in the temple.

Everyone looked down at it and opened their eyes wide in shock.

When I finally raised my head again.

“Ugh!”

Before anyone knew it, a woman had gotten off her horse, jumped up, and was sitting on the warrior’s shoulder, riding a wooden horse.

Then it spun around and snapped its head!

Thud. Instant death.

Only then did the Biryongdang warriors realize the situation.

That she was not alone.

Those who gathered like ants on that hill and surrounded me are… … .

“Hey, you piece of shit!”

That is, the body they were chasing.

“It was a trap!”

I thought it was just a rat’s tail sticking out of a hole, but it wasn’t.

It was a tiger’s tail.

A giant tiger that can swallow them in one bite.

I guess chasing that woman was actually a trap.

That moment of awkwardness.

Phew!

A hail of arrows rained down from the hill.

Each one of them is imbued with tremendous power, like a slingshot. It is an unbelievable skill that cannot be dismissed as a mere magic weapon.

“Hide!”

One of the opponents is the Biryong Party, a core force of the Demonic Cult.

Even if you fall into a trap, don’t be fooled.

Papapapat!

The Biryongdang warriors immediately jumped down from their horses, pulled on the reins, and brought the horses they had ridden down.

Then he hid behind them and used the horses as shields to block the arrows.

Heeeeeeeing-!