Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 418

#418

Taejonbirok Volume 17, Episode 18

Chapter 96: The Lazy Man, Infiltrating (3)

“Is it over there?”

"yes."

“Hmm…….”

Wi Yeon-ho placed a hand on his eyebrow and gazed at the distant pavilion. Gazing at the sight, Woo-il was gripped by an inexplicable sense of unease.

'Is it okay?'

I felt like I was missing something.

She wasn't sure exactly what she'd missed, but she felt like she'd missed something incredibly important. A strange sense of unease was making her heart flutter.

'What did I miss?'

I have a feeling something is going to go wrong if things continue like this.

While Woo-il was unable to gather his thoughts, Wi Yeon-ho remained incredibly calm.

“It seems a bit more dense than the original.”

Wi Yeon-ho tilted his head.

The size itself wasn't particularly large compared to the Sacheondangga. The atmosphere was also a bit different. Perhaps it was a bit different in form from the Sega I'd seen before?

Rather than Segara, it was closer to the Hanrimdaejangwon where Wi Yeon-ho had stayed in the past.

'Well, it's the same whether it's there or here, it's a place where ink-slingers live.'

Wi Yeon-ho nodded and started walking forward.

“So, Sohyeop, what are you doing?”

“Now that I’m here, I have to go.”

“Okay, just a moment!”

Wooil came to his senses. Whatever she'd missed, it was clear that leaving it to this guy would lead to chaos. Hadn't he seen enough of what had happened with Wei Yanho's involvement?

“Please write this down first.”

“Huh?”

Wi Yeon-ho frowned at what Woo-il held out.

"What is it?"

“It’s a mask.”

“I don’t think it’s necessary to use something like this?”

“……If my identity is discovered, it will be difficult to bear the consequences.”

“Hmm.”

Wi Yeon-ho looked utterly uneasy. But thinking about it, Woo-il was right.

'It must be annoying.'

It'll be incredibly annoying. Just thinking about that smooth-talking Jegal Se chasing them, foaming at the mouth, makes my ears tingle.

“There’s no harm in writing it.”

He's a man who'll do anything to avoid trouble. What's so special about wearing a mask?

Wooil looked at Wi Yeon-ho with a very uneasy expression and then opened his mouth.

“You must follow me closely.”

“Shall I hide?”

"……of course."

When a look of 'Why is that obvious?' appeared on Wi Yeon-ho's face, Woo-il swallowed his tears and said.

“The priority is not to make a fuss.”

"But you said there were many people there who were more talented than you? You were the one who said they couldn't hide."

"We'll hide until we reach that precarious point. From there, it'll be a race for speed."

“Ahh!”

Wi Yeon-ho nodded as if he understood.

'Do you really understand?'

Wooil became anxious.

Every time I investigated Wei Yanhu's activities, I noticed something: the people around him weren't fools at all. In fact, they were all renowned figures in the martial arts world, each one a remarkable individual.

When such people are with Wi Yeon-ho, they act strangely and foolishly.

'You can't tell from the outside.'

It's getting messy.

Even those brilliant individuals were caught up in that human's strange words and actions. Thinking rationally, it was highly likely that Woo-il was already caught up in this too.

'Just coming here means you're already caught up in this.'

Why would that be?

Why would you do something so reckless?

If she makes even the slightest mistake, not only she but also her younger sister will be in danger. What was she thinking when she did something like this?

Regret suddenly came rushing in, but it was already spilled milk. There was no turning back now.

"So-hyeop, please. Please follow my instructions. I may be inferior to So-hyeop in every way, but I know more about the Zhuge family than you do. Please…"

“Oh, don’t worry about that.”

Wi Yeon-ho smiled brightly.

"I've rarely met anyone worse than me in my life. Whether they listen well or not is a separate issue, but you don't have to worry about that."

"……thank you."

It was a very thankful thing.

But wasn't getting caught up here the typical response of those who had been hit by Wei Yanho? Woo-il did his best to maintain his composure.

“First, we’ll sneak in quietly.”

"yes."

“It’s ‘quietly.’”

“My ears are pierced. And I’m not that stupid, so I can understand most things.”

“That’s a relief.”

"yes?"

“No, it’s not.”

Wooil covered his mouth.

'I told you it's weird, really.'

For informants, maintaining composure is paramount. Woo-il, too, has been trained to maintain composure his entire life. However, as he converses with Wi Yeon-ho, that composure is subtly disrupted.

What should I say… … .

It's not that I get so angry or overcome with rage that I lose control of my emotions. Rather, it's that a subtle irritation persists, leading me to unconsciously engage in behaviors I wouldn't normally engage in.

'It's dangerous.'

That's what infiltration is.

Even a momentary loss of composure can be enough to signal your presence. It's better to remain angry. People become numb to certain phenomena. When people become alert, it's when they sense a change in their surroundings.

“Whew.”

Wooil took a deep breath to calm himself. Closing his eyes and inhaling several times, he felt his mind calm down.

'Recover your composure… … .'

But her composure could not be maintained.

As she opened her eyes, Wiyeonho came right in front of her and stared intently at her face.

“Why, why are you doing that?”

“No. Because it’s pretty?”

"yes?"

Her face instantly turned red.

'No, what is this crazy guy talking about in this situation?'

Wei Yanho looked her face up and down and then chuckled.

“I thought she just looked like that because she was wearing a mask, but she’s prettier than I thought. She’s so pretty that she reminds me of someone I know.”

What should I answer?

thank you?

If not… … .

“Hey, stop it.”

Wooil took the mask out of his arms and put it on.

“Hey, but I think a bare face is better than that dark one.”

“So-hyeop, stop joking around. I’m serious now.”

“I’m serious too.”

“…….”

Wi Yeon-ho pushed up the corners of his lips with both fingers.

"'Serious' and 'nervous' aren't the same thing. If you really want to do something right, start by letting go of that tension in your shoulders."

"ah……."

Wooil's eyes trembled.

Then, in order to ease her tension, Wei Yanho said this… … .

“If I get caught like that and die, I won’t be able to close my eyes.”

… … There’s no way I would have done that.

Wooil cleared his throat a few times to calm himself. He mustn't allow himself to be entangled in Wei Yanho's behavior any longer.

“Once you go inside, please do not make any noise and follow me exactly.”

“What does exactly mean?”

“It’s literally true. It has to be the same even down to where you step.”

“Why bother?”

Wooil said in a firm voice.

“So-hyeop, that’s the Zhuge family. The Zhuge family controls the world’s formations.”

“What is the formula?”

"Yes. Zhuge Liang, the founder of the Zhuge clan, was the world's greatest strategist and foremost strategist. Of course, the current Zhuge clan is also the world's foremost strategist."

“Isn’t that a party song?”

"The Tang family's structures and the Zhuge family's formations are different. While the Tang family specializes in using mechanical devices to annihilate their opponents, the Zhuge family's formations confuse the human senses, leading to confusion. In severe cases, they can even lead to death. The formations installed within the Zhuge family are terrifying, inescapable unless you know their origins."

“Oh, I understand.”

Wi Yeon-ho nodded.

“So, since you know the path of birth, you are telling me to follow you?”

“……Please call me Wooil.”

“It’s strange because it sounds like you’re calling a man.”

Wooil sighed without answering.

Yeah, so what if it's Sojo? So what if it's Wooil? That's not important right now.

“Let’s go.”

“Oh, your posture suddenly changed…….”

Woo-il ignored Wi Yeon-ho's words and ran forward, seemingly slithering forward. He understood that the more he talked to Wi Yeon-ho, the more entangled he would become.

“Let’s go together.”

Woo-il whispered softly after seeing Wi Yeon-ho following behind him.

“Don’t make any noise.”

"yes!"

The answer is too loud, you human!

“Come here!”

If I were to complain to Wei Yanho, it would be endless. And even complaining would be presumptuous.

'Calm down.'

Wooil, who had mastered his mind, climbed over the wall of the Jegal family without making a sound.

'Aren't you following me?'

I don't feel any movement behind me. Could it be that someone else came all the way here… .

“What are you doing instead of going?”

Wooil's heart rose to his throat.

If I had been a little more surprised, I would have screamed!

“Go, go.”

It wasn't even quiet enough to warrant a mention. Even if a ghost were to follow me, it wouldn't be this quiet.

'As expected, it's Wei Yanho.'

At that young age, they said he was worthy of rivaling the world's greatest masters, and that assessment was perfectly accurate. While I wouldn't necessarily rate him as a human being, as a warrior, Wei Yanho was a man of substance.

“This way.”

Wooil nodded with a determined face.

Wooil, half-immersed in the darkness, once again reflected on the organs installed in the room and began to move slowly.

“Follow me.”

“Well, I guess so.”

Wooil took a deep breath.

'If you make a mistake, it's over.'

The place she infiltrated was the west gate of the Zhuge family. The Geopgeop Hwanhonjin (劫劫幻魂陣) set up at the west gate was the most fearsome of the formations Zhuge family had set up in the garden.

But, as a result, less attention tends to be focused on this side.

The pride of the Zhuge family, who believed that the Gyeopgeop Hwanhonjin could never be broken. It was precisely this pride that she had to exploit.

'Once you get through here, you've crossed the ridge.'

It's hard to say the Zhuge family is arrogant. They certainly don't believe they can block everything with the Geop-Gyeop Hwanhonjin. However, even the world's greatest masters wouldn't be able to break through the Geop-Gyeop Hwanhonjin without a trace. If they made even the slightest sign of it, the Zhuge family wouldn't miss it.

But Wooil knew the path of life and death of the Gyeopgeop Hwanhonjin.

“Left, left, right, left, left, right, left, right, left, right.”

“……Orders?”

“Ma, don’t talk to me. If you make a mistake, it’s over……”

That was the moment.

"huh?"

Wi Yeon-ho raised his head.

"uh?"

The garden that had clearly been visible just moments ago was gone. The place where they were standing had now become an empty field.

“Wow, this is amazing?”

Wi Yeon-ho stretched out his hands in all directions as if he was amazed.

"……no."

But Wooil's reaction was completely different.

dump.

Her body sagged as if all the strength had drained from her body.

“What happened?”

“……My life has changed.”

Despair appeared in Wooil's eyes.

“I’m sorry, Sohyeop. You came here on purpose to help me….”

Wooil felt like he just wanted to die.

That Wei Yanho came to help her, but because of her mistake, she couldn't even get started and was doomed to die. How could she not feel sad?

Wi Yeon-ho chuckled as he watched Woo-il shaking his shoulders.

“So it failed?”

"……yes."

“So now I can do it on my own?”

"yes?"

Wooil raised his head.

And then I saw it.

I'm talking about Wei Yan-ho, with a wicked smile plastered across his face. Seeing the playfulness and spitefulness in his expression, my heart shivers down my spine.

"I thought I was going to die from frustration. Don't worry. I'll do it my way from now on."