Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 363

# 363

Taejonbirok Volume 15 Episode 13

Chapter 85: Lazy, Embarrassed (3)

Knock knock.

The sound of the bonfire slowly burning down could be clearly heard in my ears. Along with it, the low sounds of insects began to follow.

That means the surroundings have become quiet. Those who saw Wei Yanho's reaction, which was completely different from usual, could not dare to open their mouths. They tried to sense the approaching person by mobilizing all their senses.

The sound of crickets slowly fades away.

It's just a tiny thing, but it's as if it knows who is approaching right now.

In the space where even the insects held their breath and it became so quiet, only the crackling sound of a campfire could be heard, eerily.

“Phew.”

Wi Yeon-ho exhaled quietly.

'What the heck?'

Jang Il had a hard time accepting this strange situation.

Who is Wi Yeon-ho?

Isn't this the person who couldn't figure out where his manners and principles were even in front of Kwon Geuk and Shin Gi Detective? The person who didn't show any nervousness not only in front of Kwon Geuk and Shin Gi Detective, but also in front of Gwang Mu Ryang was none other than Wi Yeon Ho.

But now, Wi Yeon-ho looked like a cat with poison. His whole body was tense as if he was going to jump out at any moment. That appearance felt so awkward.

'Who the hell is the author?'

Who on earth could make Wei Yanhu, who never lost his composure even in front of the demonic cult's madness, so nervous?

"the poor."

At that moment, Wei Yanho opened his mouth softly.

Jang Il just looked at Wi Yeon-ho without opening his mouth, signaling that he was listening.

“If the situation seems ambiguous, take Lady Jin and run away immediately.”

"what?"

“It’s not ‘if you feel disadvantaged.’ If you feel ambiguous, then get out.”

“…….”

"okay?"

"I get it."

There were so many things I wanted to ask, but I couldn't ask Wei Yanhui at this point.

The tense tension continued on, almost as if it would break. The figure of the man approaching them through the darkness became a little clearer as it got closer.

'old man?'

He was also a very small old man.

Jang Il couldn't help but feel confused. He couldn't feel any threat from what he was seeing right now. If it weren't for Wei Yanho's reaction, he would have thought that some old man from a mountain village nearby had come out for a walk.

It's a little strange that he's walking so leisurely through the dark passage, but isn't it stranger that he's so alert?

The old man kept walking leisurely even though his eyes met theirs, and only stopped walking when he reached their three chapters.

It was only then that Jang Il was able to discover one more strange thing.

eye.

The old man's eyes were clearly different from those of the old people he had seen so far.

The moment he met those eyes that were sunken low without even a single movement, Jang Il felt a chill as if his body had jumped into an icy lake.

“What wonderful children.”

The old man nodded slowly, as if he agreed.

“You’ve trained well for your age. Very good. After all, a healthy mind resides in a healthy body. Shaolin, Pengjia, and Gaeboong. They haven’t been idle for a long time either. Raising these kids.”

As expected, it was the moment when it became clear that this old man was also a strong man.

'How should I react?'

If Kang Ho-in is right, then this old man is dangerous. Jang Il couldn't find any trace of that in this old man right now. It meant that he was a master that he couldn't even dare to imagine.

But how should we accept that gentle tone?

I couldn't get a handle on it.

Among them, Wisanho, who had maintained his composure the most, opened his mouth.

“Have you come to us on business?”

“What is your name?”

“……It’s a coral reef.”

“Is it Weishanho… Guangdong Wei?”

“Yes.”

“Are you the son of a nobleman?”

“You are my father.”

“I know your father. He was also a good warrior. He was young but had spirit. He had a hard time facing reality, but he didn’t back down because it was hard. People like that are the ones who change the world. You had a good father.”

“I think so too.”

On the surface, it looked like a scene where an adult from Kangho was giving advice to a junior. However, Jang Il knew that this situation was not that simple.

With every word exchanged, I felt a tension as if a sharp blade was being thrust into me.

“I see. It’s Guangdongwei…….”

The old man smiled warmly. His gaze turned to Wei Yanhu.

“Then it’s you, the boy named Wi Yeon-ho.”

Wi Yeon-ho stared at the old man without answering.

“Don’t look at me like that. I didn’t come here with bad intentions, did I?”

“You don’t mean it in a bad way?”

"yes."

“Then why did you come here and irritate people like that?”

“I was just saying hello. Wouldn’t you be surprised if I suddenly showed up without saying anything?”

“If I only get to hear your greeting twice, my heart will jump out of my mouth.”

“Kekekekeke, I apologize if I startled you. I didn’t mean to, but it seems like I’m not in control after such a long time.”

Jang-il glanced back at Pengdo-geuk and Musan.

But Pengdo and Musan only shook their heads.

'Are you saying that something came and went that only they knew about?'

Looking back on my initial reaction, the only one who noticed that the old man was approaching was Wei Yanho. I thought it was simply because Wuwei was high, but it seems that wasn't the case.

The old man sent a signal this way, and only Wei Yanhu heard it.

“So, what brings you all this way? It must not have been easy for you to come all this way at such an old age.”

“If you’re going to crawl, you have to crawl. What else can I do? That’s how an organization is. If you feed me, I’ll eventually make you do something. If I didn’t do that, I would have to grow rice and cook with my own hands. Do you think I, an old man, could do that? So I have no choice but to do what I’m told.”

Wi Yeon-ho snickered.

“Anyone who commands someone as old as you are must be a very scary person.”

“It’s scary.”

The old man nodded quietly.

“But I didn’t come here because that scary person told me to. That person is scary, but I don’t have much time left to live anyway, so why would I do something I don’t want to do just to be punished? I just wanted to see it with my own eyes.”

“What did you come to check?”

“Um, I don’t know what to say. I doubt you’ll understand even if I speak…….”

The old man smiled broadly.

“Okay. First of all, I guess I should say I came to check on the inheritance.”

“Hmm.”

Wi Yeon-ho nodded as if he understood.

“I have no idea.”

“……So you didn’t say anything?”

Jang Il couldn't find any room to join the conversation.

'What's so gentle?'

Of course, he was a little slurred, but that wasn't Wei Yanhu's original way of speaking. The fact that he continued the conversation with Wei Yanhu without paying attention to such things made me even more curious about the old man's identity.

'I don't think there's any malicious intent… … .'

The old man who had been quietly looking at Wi Yeon-ho opened his mouth.

“You are different from your father.”

Wi Yeon-ho narrowed his eyebrows slightly.

“Your father was a bit more reserved. He may seem reserved on the outside, but he was deep inside. He was a man who struggled between reality and ideals. But you are too shallow.”

Wi Yeon-ho snickered.

“I’m sorry, but I’m sorry. Well, it doesn’t seem like you have good intentions, so why should I say anything nice to you?”

Just as the old man was about to answer, Wisanho stepped forward and bowed his head.

“I apologize for my brother’s rudeness.”

“No, bro. That’s not it……”

“You stay still for a moment.”

When Weishanho spoke with serious eyes, Wei Yanho also closed his mouth.

“No matter what kind of relationship you have, it is rude to treat someone who is related to your father in that way. Even if they are your enemies.”

Wi Yeon-ho stuck out his mouth at Wi San-ho's firm words.

“If I had come alone, I would have done the same.”

It was not Weishanho but the old man who was surprised by those words.

“Huh?”

The old man looked at Wei Yanhu with wide eyes.

“Are you saying you found out?”

“How can you not know that he is living so well?”

“Heh heh heh heh.”

The old man laughed hollowly.

“Blood is thicker than water, I guess.”

A smile appeared on the old man's lips.

It didn't seem like he was simply happy that Wei Yanhu was strong and sensitive. It felt like he was seeing something… something else.

And then his gaze turned to Wisanho.

“Brothers……”

The old man shook his head.

“That’s right. That’s right. He and Wi Jeong-han were close enough to trust each other with their backs. The backs they wouldn’t even give us.”

Wi San-ho slightly furrowed his brows.

What on earth is this old man talking about?

“But I didn’t know. I didn’t know that I could entrust everything to you, not just my back. I didn’t know that at that last moment, you would hand everything over to someone other than us.”

“Excuse me, but would you rather we wallow in regrets of the past somewhere else? We need to take a break now.”

The old man did not react at all to Wei Yanho's words.

“Why? Why didn’t we trust Him? We gave Him everything, we believed that He would bring us light, and we were willing to give up our lives for Him. Why didn’t He trust us at the last moment?”

“No, so…….”

“Why the hell why!”

Wi Yeon-ho unknowingly blocked Wi San-ho's path and drew his sword.

An unimaginably strong and fierce spirit emanated from the body of the old man who was shouting. Just by receiving the momentum with my body, I felt as if thousands of blades were slashing at my entire body.

Even Wei Yanhui couldn't react.

All I could do was tense up my whole body at the thought of what that old man might do.

But there was someone who opened his mouth.

Weishanho, who had walked sideways and escaped Wei Yanho's protection, opened his mouth calmly.

“Did you trust me?”

“…….”

The old man looked at the coral reef with eyes filled with the desire to live.

“Trust? Yes, I trusted you. I trusted you with all I had. But what I got in return was betrayal.”

“That’s not trust.”

“……What did you say?”

The old man's body was throbbing with energy, but Wi San-ho did not waver at all.

“Trust is believing in the other person. If you really trusted him, you should think about the reasons why you would do so before discussing betrayal.”

“…….”

“Sometimes there are things that are too close to be done.”

The momentum seemed to have been washed away from the old man's body.

In an instant, those who had been unable to move, like insects caught in a spider's web, were released from the pressure and collapsed on the spot.

The old man's gaze was fixed on Wisanho.

“You’re not wrong. Child, do you know who I am?”

“I don’t know.”

“Then I’ll tell you. My name is Mad Horse.”

Those who were released from their momentum all raised their heads.

The old man muttered as if driving a wedge into the ground.

“The bishop of the new religion.”