Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 126

# 126

Taejonbirok Volume 6 Episode 1

Chapter 38: Lazy, Idle (1)

You don't know the public office?

Saga?

Hmm… … .

Oh, that's strange. No matter how much time has passed, it's not like the name of the Plum Blossom Sword Ghost, Gong Mujin, has gone unheard.

Did something happen in between?

Anyway, at that time, the public official was famous throughout the world under the name of Plum Blossom Sword Ghost.

Wi Yeon-ho?

Comparing the two in terms of their fame at the time would be very rude to the public servants. At the time, Wei Yanhu did not even have a nickname.

Of course, it was called a donkey (懶龜) in Guangdong before, but you can't call it that, right?

So, you can imagine how upset the officials must have been when they saw a young, blue-eyed boy with no nickname open his eyes wide and start talking back.

If I had been put through that, I would have measured the thickness of my skull with a hammer right away, so I don't think the public servants' reaction was excessive.

however…….

As you know, that's what Wei Yanhui is like.

Yeah, I know now.

You shouldn't get involved.

If you get involved, you're bound to end up in a bad situation. Everyone who gets involved with Wi Yeon-ho ends up in the same situation.

huh?

How did the match turn out?

Well, I'm asking that, but.

What's important isn't the match. Isn't it that the two greatest swordsmen of the time met and fought?

At that time, it was the moment when the light sword of Wei Yanhu, which was completely unknown in the martial arts world, and the plum blossom sword of Gong Mujin, which was considered a rare feat, clashed.

But no one saw it.

huh?

So what was the result?

Wow, you're so impatient. And you're dumber than I thought.

What's the result…?

Do I really have to listen to it?

* * *

“Of all the swords in the world, the light sword is the only one who is most honored?”

"to……."

Wi Yeon-ho laughed bashfully.

“It wasn’t something grand. I just picked up what they were saying and said it verbatim.”

“Is that what your master said?”

"yes."

“Hahahaha!”

Gong Mu-jin said with a sneer.

“Your master is quite arrogant. How dare he say such things? Did someone who is not even famous in the world attain the Way in the mountains?”

It was a clear provocation.

Normally, it would not be a provocation that one would make to someone younger than oneself, but since Gongmujin was already hurt enough to be offended, he provoked the other person in a slightly mischievous way.

But the reaction he got back was completely different from what he expected.

“It’s a bit like that.”

“Huh?”

“Actually, that’s what he says, but I also have some doubts about whether our master was famous. He claims it, but there’s no evidence…….”

Wi Yeon-ho whispered softly while looking at the bewildered Gong Mu-jin.

“And I’m only telling you this, but it’s actually a bit petty. This is something that Master told me not to tell anyone else, so keep it to yourself.”

Gong Mu-jin's face turned bright red.

“This guy!”

Gong Mu-jin, who thought he was being teased by a child, immediately drew his sword.

“I acknowledge your sharp tongue. So I will see if your sword is as sharp as your tongue.”

“I know once again how cruel the world is because you don’t believe me even when I tell you the truth. You have helped me to see that Master’s words are true, and have strengthened the trust between master and disciple. I can say that I have received grace.”

"out!"

The officials ground their teeth.

This guy was clearly a man who had no respect for his superiors.

Lee Seol-hwa stamped her feet as she looked at Gong Mu-jin, whose face was as red as the top of her head.

“You said you weren’t going to fight!”

Seomun Da-yeon could only look into the distance in bewilderment at her sharp voice.

Who would have thought that that lazy bum would ask her to fight? Objectively speaking, this was not her fault.

“How do I…….”

Tears welled up in Lee Seol-hwa's eyes. It seemed as if they would fall at any moment.

“Are you sure you’re not going to kill me?”

“…….”

“If a senior in Gangho were to injure a junior during a fight, how would he handle the finger pointing? It’ll all end well, so don’t worry too much.”

“You don’t know our master, so you’re saying this.”

"yes?"

“When the Master gets angry, he doesn’t discriminate between men, women, or children. In the past, he used his sword to cut down the third-generation disciple of Qingcheng because he was angry, and it was to the point where he was in a tense situation with Qingcheng.”

Seomun Da-yeon looked at Wi Yeon-ho with a bewildered face.

Since Gongmujin is now the first disciple, if he is the third disciple, there is a difference of two times.

But are you saying that you injured that kid? If you wanted to, you could subdue him with your hands, not just your sword.

“How do I do it?”

I couldn't really give an answer. And it seemed like Lee Seol-hwa wasn't looking for an answer either.

“If you get hurt…….”

Hmm?

Seomun Da-yeon looked at Lee Seol-hwa with slightly subtle eyes.

I understand that you think of me as a benefactor, but I've been feeling like you've been worrying a little too much.

Is it just my mood?

The situation was too urgent to allow much thought.

"ah!"

Lee Seol-hwa's short exclamation interrupted her thoughts. Seomun Da-yeon opened her eyes wide and looked at the scene of the fight.

“I don’t know who your master is, but…….”

At that moment, Wei Yanho raised his hand.

"huh?"

What is that behavior all of a sudden?

Wi Yeon-ho shook his head and opened his mouth.

“It’s a great way to get to know each other through conversation, but I’m a little tired. I haven’t slept much. I want to finish quickly and go home to get some sleep, so why don’t we just have a quick fight?”

Gong Mu-jin raised his hand and touched his ear.

I was just wondering if there was smoke coming out of my ears right now. I thought that if I got any more excited, I might fall over and grab the back of my neck before I could even do anything.

“Yeah! I’ll make you regret those words!”

Gongmujin's eyes lit up and he raised his sword.

Normally, there would have been an exchange of courtesy, but right now, Gongmujin had neither the spirit nor the will to show courtesy. He was only filled with the desire to destroy that rotten little brat.

His prayer with his sword changed.

A cold wind blew as if it was piercing through Wei Yanhu. Wei Yanhu nodded his head as he felt the sudden change in Gong Mujin’s mood.

“You’re a bit thinner than I thought.”

“Ugh.”

Gong Mu-jin took a deep breath.

This is a real fight! A real fight! Don't get caught up in a kid's real fight…

“But why don’t you come in? I want to hurry up and rest…….”

“Eww!”

Gong Mu-jin lost his mind and rushed at Wi Yeon-ho.

The black volcano is gorgeous.

If the shaman of Taegeuk (太極) pursues softness and the fortune teller of Sa-il (射日) pursues speed, the volcano of plum blossom (梅花) pursues change.

The sword of the volcano boasted a splendid transformation, like numerous plum trees blooming at the same time.

However, Gongmujin's sword was fast and sharp rather than flashy.

Although he was looked down upon as an outsider, the one who changed that evaluation of being an outsider with just his sword was none other than the Plum Blossom Sword Ghost, Gong Mu-jin.

His sword was not a plum blossom in full bloom in the spring, but rather a snow plum blossom in the winter when the cold wind blows. It was not as splendid as the plum blossom in the spring, but the coldness and beauty that were greater than that were present in Gong Mu-jin's sword.

Plum blossoms bloom gradually at their peak.

The pride and glory of the volcano, the twenty-four plum blossom sword technique, was now being perfectly recreated in Gong Mu-jin's hands.

'Huh?'

Wi Yeon-ho felt his eyes light up as he watched Gong Mu-jin's inspection.

It's gorgeous.

But it's not excessive.

The secret of his sword, which is to maintain its center of gravity even in the midst of endless change, is hidden in his sword.

If you are captivated by the seemingly beautiful change at first glance, his neck will fall off in an instant.

But that's it.

‘That old man seems to be quite strong… … .’

But what if it's like this?

“Just how strong is our master?”

The person who made him feel that he had suffered so much and was suffering so much, but still had not reached the tip of his toes, was his teacher, Baek Mu-han.

Compared to Baek Mu-han's sword, the sword in front of me was just a pretty sword.

Wei Yanhu's eyes slowly sank.

No matter how playfully he spoke, his sword was not his alone. As the successor to Baek Mu-han’s sword, Wei Yan-ho had a duty to show the world the power of the light sword.

Wi Yeon-ho slowly pushed his sword forward.

The white sword in Wei Yanhu’s hand shone brightly in the sunlight.

It wasn't just reflecting sunlight. The white sword itself was literally shining, emitting a pure white light.

'no!'

Gong Mu-jin's eyes opened wide as if they were going to tear apart.

A sword that emits light!

Isn't this a sword I've never heard of or seen before?

What was even more surprising was that the light flowing from the sword that Wei Yanhu stretched out was completely erasing the plum blossom point sword energy he had created as if it had never existed in the first place.

I couldn't even feel any recoil at my fingertips.

It wasn't that the sword energy collided with the sword energy and was destroyed.

The white light with overwhelming power was literally annihilating his plum blossoms.

'Oh, I can't believe it!'

A light that erases darkness? What on earth is the principle of that!

He was so surprised that his heart almost jumped out of his throat, but he couldn't just stay surprised. Right now, he wasn't just watching the fight, he was a participant in it.

That dazzling white light was targeting no one but himself.

Before the black energy of the plum blossom point had completely disappeared, Gong Mu-jin, who had been holding his sword tightly, desperately unleashed the plum blossom spitting out.

A fiery aura shot up into the air along his sword.

But that was all the officials could do.

As befitting his name, Plum Blossom Sword Ghost, the plum blossom earthenware he produced was perfect, but it was too much to handle the majesty of the white light that surged in like a grand wave.

"ah!"

Gong Mu-jin was overwhelmed by the huge wave of light that covered his entire field of vision and groaned without realizing it.

'Is this a fantasy?'

It was too fantastic to be real.

Woof!

At the same time, a pure white light enveloped Gong Mujin's body.

“Master!”

Lee Seol-hwa jumped up from her seat and ran towards Gong Mu-jin.

In her eyes, she vividly saw the white light emitted by Wei Yanhu covering Gong Mujin.

If the majesty of Baek Gwang had wiped away the plum blossoms, there was no way a person could be safe inside it. Lee Seol-hwa gritted her teeth and ran towards Baek Gwang.

But a person cannot be faster than a sword.

Before she could even arrive, a white light engulfed her teacher.

"iced coffee……."

Lee Seol-hwa sat down on the spot.

And the white light disappeared as if it had been an illusion from the beginning.

"huh?"

Lee Seol-hwa rubbed her eyes.

Where the white light had disappeared, his master stood tall, without even a trace of life left on him.

Lee Seol-hwa's head tilted to the side.

weird?

Why are you okay?

At that moment, Gong Mu-jin, who had been quietly looking down at his own body, took two steps toward Wi Yeon-ho with a stern face.

“Look here.”

"yes?"

Wi Yeon-ho answered with a grin.

Gong Mu-jin, his face distorted, shouted in a loud voice.

“Ha, can we have just one more game?”

The Sword Demon Gongmujin.

He was a man who never gave up.