A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 91



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91.

#Gongnyeo Maeng Won-won (2)

Moreover, although there are many wounds, there are no serious injuries.

The depth was shallow.

“It’s amazing that you were able to cut down Wang Woo’s body, which most swords can’t even scratch, to that extent. But that’s all. To think that you’d fight him with such a pathetic martial arts skill that you can’t even control your bets. Isn’t that ridiculous?”

You’re the one who asks me that! Mao’s expression suddenly distorted. He couldn’t understand everything Meng Yuanyuan said, but he didn’t make a single mistake.

From the skin to the bones, her accomplishments were not enough to cut through the monster’s strong, sword-proof physique.

Moreover, my twisted breathing couldn’t keep up with the Baekbaekhyeolma Gong that I hadn’t even mastered for a long time.

And this turned out to be the expected result.

puck!

Chu Hongran, who had been gaining the upper hand in a battle of hundreds of rounds, began to lose ground in an instant and was eventually struck in the stomach.

“evil!”

Her back arched like a shrimp’s back, and her bloodshot eyes glared. Bam! She flew to the annex and collapsed helplessly.

“Hey, are you okay?!”

Mao ran over and clenched his teeth as he hugged her and examined her. Before he knew it, her bloodshot eyes and white hair slowly returned to normal.

“it’s okay.”

The voice was spit out with difficulty. Mao’s anger at himself for not being able to do anything welled up inside him.

If only I had the strength.

If that were the case, this wouldn’t have happened.

‘I’d rather have this guy… … .’

Mao stared blankly at the spear dragon sword in his hand.

It felt like the gray drawing was bathed in moonlight and was whispering to me.

Give me your energy. Let’s make the authors into a six-legged sect.

Thump, thump.

My heart starts pounding and my hands clench.

If you just send your inner energy… …then… … .

“See? Isn’t it funny?”

Just then, Maeng Won-won smiled brightly and broke my thoughts.

“shit…….”

Then Mao put the spear dragon sword back into its scabbard and shouted.

“Are you… really crazy?”

“I was expecting something, but it’s nothing special.”

“hey!”

It was so absurd that Mao screamed. But she was a bright-eyed madwoman. She pushed her hair behind her ears and smiled bashfully.

“Still, it’s pretty good. I thought you were alone with your aide. You’ve been secretly growing your power like a mischievous cat. If you have more, don’t hide it and show it all. Wang Woo also wants to loosen up a bit today.”

“Shut up! Do you think I’ll just let this slide?”

“What if it doesn’t work? Is there a way? It’s no use. No one is on your side.”

Mao twitched his eyebrows. That’s right. There’s no one. No, there was no one.

But not anymore.

Thud, thud.

Mao’s gaze turned to the entrance behind Meng Yuanyuan. She also felt the presence and turned her head.

A man in white clothing walking towards me with an indifferent expression. He has an extremely ordinary appearance, but the more I look at him, the more I grow fond of him.

“Jang I-seo… … .”

My only ally.

“I’m back.”

He came back.

*

Jang Yi-seo breathed a sigh of relief at the sight of the unfolding situation.

If I had been just a little bit later, I could have been in big trouble.

“You… … Jang Seo?”

In response to Maeng Won-won’s question, Jang-seo glanced at him and walked in without answering.

“under.”

At this, she let out a breath as if she was dumbfounded. However, Jang didn’t care.

I suddenly felt anxious because I had been away from my seat for too long, so I kept running without stopping.

“Are you okay?”

“Jang I-seo… … .”

How come it looks like this whenever the seat is empty?

Zhang Yi nodded to Mao, who was staring at him like a dog that had been drenched in rain, as if it was okay now.

Then he looked at Chu Hongran, who was barely catching her breath as she sat back and greeted him, and spoke with her eyes.

‘You worked hard. Now take a rest.’

‘Thank you, master.’

Just by looking at it, you can get a general idea of ​​the situation.

Now it was time to hear the protest. When Jang I-seo turned his head, Maeng Won-won raised the corners of his lips and greeted him.

“You don’t look like that, but you have a bad temper. Nice to meet you. Do you know who I am?”

Why don’t you know?

A man as big as a rock who can’t speak and a girl as small as a horse who can’t talk.

There is only one such symmetrical combination that he knows of.

Maeng Won-won, the daughter of the Maeng family and cousin of Maeng Hui.

‘But it’s not even broad daylight.’

Jang-i-seo briefly raised his head and looked at the sky.

It’s a night with a really good view of the stars. But why are you suddenly coming at this hour to cause trouble?

Just looking at the injured Hongran or the broken gate definitely doesn’t mean that there are good intentions.

At this point, it would be safe to say that Princess Oh Gong-nyeo has taken the lead in conquering the Seven Little Palaces.

‘Is it because of Maeng-hui?’

Yeah, that could be the case. We’ve been hanging out here for a while, so that could be the problem.

But whatever it was, it was an act that went far beyond common sense.

“What’s going on?”

Maeng Won-won tilted his head and muttered.

“That’s strange.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Don’t you know who I am?”

How much more do I need to know? When Zhang Li didn’t respond, Mao approached him, swallowed hard, and explained as quietly as he could.

“Princess Oh. You better be careful. She’s not ordinary. She left everything in shambles as soon as she got here.”

“Maoya, I can hear everything. It’s disappointing to hear you say that just because I said hello.”

“Greetings? Is this a greeting?! You shameless bitch!”

“year?”

Maeng Won-won’s eyes turn cold. I was just trying to say hello. It won’t work, my Mao.

Her gaze turned to Hongran, who was sitting behind her.

“Jang-seo, I came here because I was curious about you, but I’m done. I’m not interested today. Instead, give me that woman. Then I’ll just quietly go back.”

What a truly absurd statement. Is this something you can laugh about now? Jang Yiseo’s brow furrowed slightly.

I have a rough idea of ​​what type it is.

An arrogant person who puts a ranking tag on people’s foreheads and doesn’t even treat people below a certain level as human beings.

A typical example of a demonic cult that was Jang Seo’s number one target for purge during his time in the Counterintelligence Corps.

I was starting to feel tired so I spoke bluntly.

“What is the real reason you came here?”

“I said I came because of you. Huh, now that I look at you, you don’t have faith? There’s a lot of distrust on your face. Now I understand why Maeng-hui is so twisted.”

“What do you want with me?”

Let’s give another cold warning. Maeng Won-won continued to hum with a smiling expression.

“They said he was very friendly and affectionate.”

Is that why? Jang Yi-seo nodded without denying it.

“Is that a problem?”

“No. The kid has changed so much. He said he’s going to cut ties with Mangga now.”

Meng Hui? Zhang Li and Mao’s faces changed at the same time.

He said he would be back soon and left, then went to his parents’ house and did something like that…

Why on earth?

“Why would you? You’re just being ridiculous. He’s just a weak-hearted kid. My uncle still believes that a kid like that can rise above the cult leader. The rich guy is really stupid. Don’t you think so?”

Maeng Won-won chuckled to himself and continued talking naturally.

“But how angry would your uncle be if he found out that she gave up everything just because of you? He probably wouldn’t let it go. He’d even wipe out your entire family. Oh, don’t worry too much. I haven’t told you about him yet.”

“Hey, you! How can you be so stubborn! What does that brat Maeng-hui have to do with Jang-seo?”

“Why doesn’t it matter? Maeng-hui clearly said with his own mouth that it was because of Jang-seo.”

“What? Hey, you little swindlers! You guys came back here with a plan. Huh? Where do you sell your drugs?”

When Mao became furious, Zhang Yi shook his head to stop him and asked calmly.

“So. Are you asking me to persuade the Duke of Yuk? To not give up?”

“no?”

hmm?

“Tell them to give up.”

What does this mean?

“Tell everyone to declare their support for me in front of everyone. It’s a bit odd to see two successors in one family. It’s also hard to concentrate.”

Oh, so that’s why.

It’s a power struggle. They pretend to be for Maeng-hui, but in reality, they are more hostile than anyone else.

“Wouldn’t I be better than someone who had no intention of doing it in the first place?”

I could clearly imagine what Maeng Hui’s life was like. I could also imagine why he became such a weak-willed child.

How much more so, since there must have been such poisonous snakes loitering around them since birth.

“Why are you doing this? If you hated it so much, you could have told the Duke directly.”

“Hmm, it seems like he follows you around well. It hurts more when someone you like hurts you. Hehe.”

For just that reason?

Zhang Li and Mao looked at the smiling Meng Yuanyuan and felt disgusted, as if they had swallowed a rotten snake.

“How is it? Easy? I’ll just ignore rejection. I think I’ll get hurt then. I don’t like that because it makes me sad.”

As Maeng Won-won nods, the large man Wang Woo steps forward with confidence.

An unspoken threat that he will show his power the moment you refuse.

“Jang I-seo… … .”

Mao shows his reluctance.

That makes sense.

Even Mao, who was a layman in this field, was well aware of Wang Yu’s reputation.

There is a saying:

‘If there is a snowman in Seolsan Mountain, there is Wangwoo in Mengga.’

In short, it is a monster living in the wilderness.

A tongue that was cut off and had crooked teeth since birth.

And arms longer than legs and strength beyond imagination.

That was the giant Wang Woo.

The story of how he came to be on the Ilbaekmasung was also famous. It was because the Gwanggeomnachal (光劍羅刹), who had become a guest at Maengga, challenged him to see the slave’s skills.

At first, it seemed like Wang Woo was just standing there like an idiot, helpless against his attacks, but the moment the Three Elders gave him permission to fight,

‘Kuaaaah!’

He ended the fight with a single blow, striking the crown of his head with his pillar-like arm.

Instant death.

He killed the 100-year-old Guanggeom Nacha with a single blow.

“Why aren’t you answering? Isn’t it polite to answer when you ask a question?”

As Meng Yuanyuan smiled again and urged him on, Mao whispered with a look of resignation on his face.

“Jang-seo. First, say you understand. Say you understand and let’s buy some time. The sun has to rise tomorrow. Then we can do something.”

“Do you wish so?”

“uh?”

“Isn’t it because the Seven Princes wanted to gain strength? Because they didn’t want to be involved in things like this anymore?”

“No, that’s true… … .”

“Even if the Seven Princes are not here, the sun will rise tomorrow. But this moment today will never come again.”

My heart fluttered at Jang Il-seo’s sharp words.

This moment, this moment that will never come again.

“Not tomorrow, but today. What do you want now, Your Majesty?”

What do I want… …?

Mao looked down at the spear dragon sword in his hand.

‘… … .’

I hate needless sacrifices. I hate being dragged around. It’s so unfair to just take the beating. It’s Maisin, it’s Gongnyeo. I hate these bastards so much that I want to beat them to death.

but…….

“But I can’t help it! I don’t have the strength right now… … .”

“When was it?”

“Hey, you!”

“There are many strong people in the world. So, will you continue to retreat whenever you meet them? What will change if you do that? No. This is just the beginning. No one will stop until the Seven Princes fall off the cliff.”

Mao’s brow furrowed.

Every word is true. It feels even more true because I experienced it firsthand.

I bowed my head and lived with my mouth shut, as Mysin intended.

I consoled him that it was the best I could do, and was thankful that no one else got hurt.

But was that really true?

you’re welcome.

Fire broke out and tears of blood were shed.

Mysin did not stop, and Jang Seo-do and the people of Wolha Village almost died.

therefore.

“Jang-seo, I understand now. Backing down is not the answer. The best thing to do is… … .”

Mao said with determined eyes, pointing the tip of his sword straight ahead.

“Even if I die today, I will kill you all with my own hands! Maeng Won-won. I will kill you first!”

“What is he saying now?”

Put the knife down.

That’s not it.