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Taejonbirok Volume 25, Episode 15
Chapter 135: Laziness, Confronted (5)
“Hmm.”
"……how is it?"
“Don’t act like that and just stay still.”
“Ugh.”
A groan escaped Jang-il's lips. Why does this guy always choose the same words, but they always make people feel so hurt?
But it wasn't a situation to question. Wei Yanho, his head peeking out from above the tree, was squinting, observing the situation.
“It doesn’t seem to be moving?”
“You’re not moving?”
"huh."
“Hmm.”
Jang-il let out a long sigh.
“Do you think you’re alive?”
“I think so?”
“Eeeeeeeeeeeee.”
Wi Yeon-ho stretched out his leg and stamped hard on Jang Il's face. Jang Il, who was hanging from the tree below, was startled.
“Hey! Get off! I’m going to get off!”
“Why are you reacting like that when people say you’re alive?”
“It’s not something to be happy about!”
Jang-il jumped down from the tree. Wi Yeon-ho then leaped down and stood beside him. The others who had been watching also gathered around them.
“How is it?”
In response to Wi Jeong-han's question, Wi Yeon-ho shrugged his shoulders and answered.
"There's nothing to do. Everyone's just huddled together. There's no movement."
"I see."
Wi Jeong-han's face also hardened slightly.
“Are there any casualties?”
"I don't see any corpses. There are dead people, but it doesn't look like they collapsed from exhaustion. It looks like they died before."
Wi Jeong-han sighed.
A plague exists. And Baekgeomseong can control it. We've confirmed two things, but there's something else we haven't yet confirmed.
They attack everyone around them, but I haven't yet seen them fight each other. I've wondered if they might start fighting each other if all those perceived as "enemies" around them were eliminated, but it seems that hasn't happened.
‘It’s definitely something to be happy about… … .’
While it's clear that we should be happy that the casualties haven't increased, we can't be truly happy. Because they survived, Wei Yanhu must now face danger again.
“Are you okay?”
“Hey, you worry so much.”
"still……."
"Even if all those gentlemen rushed at me at once, I couldn't win. I'm a bit strong these days."
Wi Yeon-ho puffed out his chest.
Wi Jeong-han smiled bitterly at the sight.
Wei Yanhu is different from that.
In the past, during the war, he was crushed by the weight of death. The pressure of seeing everyone around him dying, and the fear of his own demise at any moment, robbed him of his laughter.
The best I could do was to endure each day. I had to hide myself before the enormous name of Hyup.
But Wei Yanhu is different.
Even though he had come to this point, Wei Yanhu had not lost himself.
'It's really hard to imagine what this guy looks like.'
Not because he's my son, but because he's a truly amazing guy.
“Okay, let’s go.”
“I’m not going to go, I’m going to go alone.”
"huh?"
“Of course. I’m not in danger there, but other people aren’t.”
“We are not as weak as you think.”
“I’m not saying it’s weak, I’m just talking about reality.”
“Realistically speaking, it’s not that weak.”
“Ugh.”
Wi Jeong-han showed no intention of backing down. So, Wi Yeon-ho couldn't force it any further.
“Then you have to be careful.”
“I can’t believe the day will come when I will hear such words from you….”
Wi Yeon-ho laughed.
"Children grow up quickly. It's okay. Feel free to be touched."
“I’m not impressed by your strength, I’m surprised by your concern for me.”
“……Let’s go.”
Wi Yeon-ho walked forward, his mouth sticking out. The other officials followed, clicking their tongues.
As soon as I left the forest, a large plain appeared. Beyond this plain, I entered the Hapbi area. And on one side of that plain, something dark appeared.
“……Is it them?”
People were crowded together, creating a human forest. Wi Jeong-han felt goosebumps run down his spine at the sight.
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'What if they rush in at the same time?'
Can you handle it?
It's terrifying just to imagine.
These people gathered there are no ordinary people. They are disciples of the great martial arts sects, including Shaolin, Mudang, and Namgung. Even if they were sane, they would be terrifying. But how could they lose their senses and run wild?
No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn't come up with an answer.
“Wouldn’t it be better to reconsider?”
Jang-il spoke quietly.
As my vague imagination unfolds before my eyes, I'm suddenly terrified. And there's no one here to help them. Even at first glance, there are over a thousand people gathered here. How am I supposed to handle them all?
“Honestly, I do have a desire to do that too…….”
Wi Yeon-ho said with a sigh.
“It doesn’t seem as easy as it sounds, I’m losing my vitality.”
"huh?"
“Can’t you see?”
Wi Yeon-ho gestured forward. But Jang Il saw nothing. All he could see was the surging of their magical energy, like a vortex.
“Are you talking about that magic?”
“That’s not it…….”
Wi Yeon-ho shook his head as he tried to explain something.
“No. I can’t see it.”
“Who are you kidding me!”
“You can’t ask someone to see something they can’t see.”
Wi Yeon-ho whetted his appetite.
I don't know how Jang-il sees it, but he can see it clearly now. The life is draining from their bodies. If left alone, they won't last long.
'I think someone is about to die.'
It was a stroke of luck that no one had fallen yet. Well, it's not so much luck as it's just how strong they are. They've held out this long because they're disciples of a prestigious sect. Had their training been shallow, they would have perished en masse.
How about saying it the other way around?
This means that the people that Wi Yeon-ho has to deal with from now on are that strong.
They are by no means weak. Had Baekgeomseong not utilized the plague, he would not have been able to defeat them alone. Of course, those who remain here are a minority compared to those who came here and then fled.
But even that minority is an overwhelming majority compared to Wi Yeon-ho and his party. It's so overwhelming that no one dares to confront them.
“What are you going to do?”
“Hmm.”
Wei Yanho watched them quietly and then shrugged.
“Well, there’s nothing we can do. We have to catch him.”
“Catch it?”
“We need to catch them one by one and treat them one by one.”
“……Is that your plan?”
“I know there’s no plan, but…….”
Wi Yeon-ho sighed.
"No one, past or present, has ever faced such a predicament. So, there can be no solution or plan. We just have to find a way that seems plausible."
What he said was true.
Who on earth has ever been in a situation like this?
“No matter how much I think about it, it doesn’t seem possible.”
“Life is a challenge.”
“My heart is trembling so much right now when those words come out of your mouth.”
“Are you overwhelmed?”
"It's so absurd. Well, come to think of it, your life has always been a series of challenges. A normal person wouldn't spend three days and three nights rolling around in bed. They wouldn't even think about trying."
“Hehe, I guess I’m a bit different.”
“I wasn’t praising you, you punk!”
Even in the midst of all this, he was a very upset person.
“For now…….”
Wi Yeon-ho opened his mouth as he looked at the crowd of people gathered around him.
“Let’s approach slowly. Won’t only the kids at the end flock to us?”
“……What if we all come together?”
“I have to hug you.”
Wi Jeong-han touched his forehead.
There was no solution. What was even more heartbreaking was that I couldn't think of a better plan than that ridiculous one.
“Zhuge Literature.”
“Yes, the Great Hero.”
“I’m just asking just in case.”
"yes!"
"After all, you're a descendant of the Zhuge family. I'm sure you could come up with a better plan than this."
“Hahahaha.”
“Isn’t that so?”
“Hahahaha.”
"……doesn't exist?"
“Hahahahahaha!”
“……Go away.”
"yes."
Zhuge Liang walked away with dignity. Wi Jeonghan finally sighed, as if the ground was sinking.
“I don’t know. It’ll work out somehow.”
It's not that I don't want to come up with a more perfect plan if possible, but thinking back on Wei Yanho's words, stalling for time like this wasn't a good idea.
Anyway, shouldn't we save at least one more person?
'It doesn't look like it's in good condition.'
The faces visible through the thick magic were all pale and tired.
If time passes like this any longer, it's too obvious what will happen. That's why I shouldn't stop Wei Yanhu…
“……Can you please pull it over from a distance?”
Wi Jeong-han, who could not give up his foolishness until the end, asked slyly.
“I don’t know if it’s because they’re so indifferent or in a bad mood that they don’t care if the person next to them suddenly disappears, but I don’t think it’s to that extent.”
“I guess so. Yes, I guess so.”
At the moment when Wi Jeong-han, who had finally given up, was about to carry out Wi Yeon-ho's plan.
“Can’t you just check?”
Jang Il said.
“How?”
“Do those gentlemen have the presence of mind to do that?”
"huh?"
Jang Il said it as if it were a given.
"Think about it. We're looking over there right now, but they can't see us. But that doesn't mean it's invisible to the naked eye."
“Okay, keep going.”
"Then, your perception is clearly distorted. So, let's check it out."
"how?"
“Well, it’s that simple.”
Jang-il bent down and picked up a stone on the floor.
"You always overthink things, so you can't see the solution. In fact, everything in life needs to be considered simply. When you steal a dog, isn't it simple to determine if it's owned by someone else? Just throw a rock at it."
That was such a beggarly statement.
Not in a derogatory way, but literally.
“Tch.”
Jang-il strode forward with brisk steps.
"If you throw a rock and there's no reaction, it means they're not properly aware of it, so things become easier. And even if a few people run in, you can deal with them, so it's not a big deal."
"uh?"
“Come on!”
At that moment, Jang Il threw the stone he was holding with great force.
And a blank voice leaked out from Wei Yanho's mouth as he saw that sight.
“When they all come?”
"……huh?"
“What if they all chase after me?”
“…….”
Everyone's eyes were on the stone.
A large, parabolic stone flies towards one corner of the group.
Thump, thump, thump.
The stone that fell to the ground rolled twice and touched the leg of the person at the very end.
“…….”
Not even the slightest bird chirp could be heard. A serene silence had descended upon the cemetery.
And then… … .
Ss …
The group saw.
The heads of those who had been bowing all lifted and turned to one side.
Of course, the place the head was pointed to was where the Wiyeonhos were.
“…….”
“…….”
Jang-il opened his mouth awkwardly.
“It looks like it has an owner?”
“…….”
Wi Yeon-ho vowed that if he could solve this problem, he would kill this beggar.