Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 617

#617

Taejonbirok Volume 25, Episode 17

Chapter 136: Lazy Man, Inhaling (2)

What are you most afraid of?

Night? Or a tiger? Or a ghost?

No, no.

The scariest thing in the world is people. People are the scariest.

You know why, right?

Yes. As scary as tigers are, they don't kill people without reason. They might be hungry, or their territory has been invaded… or something… We can't be sure, but they have their own valid reasons.

A ghost? Something that doesn't even have a physical body…

No, maybe.

Even Baek Mu-han could be considered a ghost, if that's what Wi Yeon-ho said.

anyway!

But people don't have that.

There's no reason for people to attack people. No, there are too many reasons.

It starts with simply 'I feel bad', 'I don't like the way he looks', 'He's handsome', 'He's unlucky'… … Well, if you think about it, there are countless.

So humans are the most dangerous. This is so obvious.

But people usually live without thinking like that. Do you know why?

What? Because there are too many people around?

Hey, have you left the school? You don't seem to be in a good state of mind.

Ahem, okay. I didn't ignore you, so don't be mad.

Anyway, that's not the case. The reason people can live face-to-face with other people is very simple: the belief that communication will work.

Huh? You don't know what I'm talking about?

So, you, Seodang… … .

No, why are you getting angry? Ignorance is not a crime. Look at Wei Yanhu. He couldn't even read the Thousand Character Classic, yet he became a hero who saved the world.

Oh, really, with people.

Anyway, since you don't know, I'll explain.

Imagine meeting someone for the first time. Imagine talking to them, but they don't say anything and just look at you.

Would you feel bad? Would you feel awkward?

Why? Because I ignored you?

No, that's not it.

It's because communication isn't working. People communicate with each other through words. If the other person doesn't want to talk to you, you can't help but feel uneasy.

You can't control someone through conversation.

A person who cannot communicate is more feared than any beast.

So, I'm telling you to think about it.

Just imagine all these crazy, bloodshot eyes of the best masters who can't communicate and have lost their minds, running towards you like crazy.

Actually, I've been through quite a bit too.

I also experienced those terrifying demonic bastards chasing me with swords drawn. That was truly hellish, that's what I'm saying.

Even now, I can proudly speak about that experience. I'm sure no one in the world has ever had an experience like mine.

But this was different.

It wasn't just a simple 'it's dangerous', 'you might die'… well, it wasn't anything like that. When they all started running towards us, what was it…?

hmm…….

I'm a little tired… … No, no. That's not it!

Anyway, that's really… … .

Huh? Did you buy it?

… … Let’s move on.

* * *

“Heeeeeeeeek!”

A beggar's feet don't sweat very often.

First of all, beggars rarely have access to proper shoes, and they're people who don't have a lot of things to worry about. Other beggars might not be like that, but at least Jang-il was.

Jang Il was literally running on dog paws… no, on beggar paws, sweating profusely.

“Kaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”

“Kkiiiiiiii!”

An eerie voice is heard from behind.

“Eww! Stop making weird noises!”

I have goosebumps. My spine is tingling.

Jang Il was experiencing for the first time that a situation where humans were chasing humans could be so terrifying.

If only those people could be called human now.

Jang-il glanced back.

“……Eek!”

I'm not kidding.

The sight of Shaolin and shaman disciples wearing monk's robes and dobok running towards us with blood foaming from their mouths created an eerie feeling that could not be felt anywhere else in the world.

Even Buddha or the Primordial Deva would turn away if they saw that sight.

“Hey, do something about it!”

“This bastard!”

Even as Wi Yeon-ho ran, he opened his eyes sharply and glared at Jang Il.

“Who caused this!”

“Am I the only one at fault? Am I the only one?”

“Then who else is at fault besides you, Inma!”

"no……."

I have nothing to say.

“I was just trying to do my best!”

“Jeevaal!”

Wei Yanhu breathed fire from his mouth.

"If you think I'm going to cause trouble, don't do anything! No one told you to do anything! Don't try to do it well! Just don't do anything! Nothing!"

“No, you…….”

Huh? Really?

Come to think of it, Wei Yanho never steps forward to do anything.

Isn't this true consistency between words and actions?

"What are you going to do about something that's already happened? What are you going to do about that?"

“Ugh!”

Wi Yeon-ho looked back.

'This won't work.'

Running away is no problem.

To be honest, Wi Yeon-ho and his men are now experts at running away. No matter who chases them, they'll never be caught. If they had to, they'd run to the ends of the earth.

But they are not.

“Ugh! Ugh!”

'If it's hard, don't chase after me!'

He was panting, as if he was about to suffocate. Even if he were unmanned, he hadn't eaten or drank anything for days, draining his life force. It wouldn't be surprising if he collapsed and died. Why would they chase after him with all their might, exhausting their strength?

'We'll all die if we keep doing that!'

Wei Yanho didn't create that plague. Of course, since he was the one who spread the Sword Emperor's Secret, he couldn't be said to be entirely free of moral responsibility, but he didn't feel any sense of duty to risk his life to save them.

Even without him, the Sword Emperor's Diary would have eventually spread. And since he didn't know about it and Wei Yanhu didn't know about it, how could he possibly have prevented it?

So I have no intention of taking responsibility.

but!

'This is a different case!'

That stupid beggar's foolish actions have led to this situation. Isn't this not much different from them directly killing them all?

'This can't go on!'

We have to stop them somehow. The meaning of "stop" is a little different, though.

“Let’s stop it!”

"what?"

“Those gentlemen!”

When Wi Yeon-ho pointed behind him, a violent reaction poured out as if it were natural.

“Hey, you punk! If you’re going to die, die alone!”

"Amitabha, suicide is a sin, donor. But donor, you have committed more than one sin. What difference would it make if you added one more? I wish you the best of luck."

"My lord, words should be spoken after careful consideration. They don't just come to mind!"

"Go ahead, there's no harm in trying, right? Of course I won't do it."

It's friendship.

Wei Yanhu felt true friendship in these words.

These pieces of trash.

“If you keep going like this, you’ll all die!”

Zhuge Liang shouted fiercely.

“It’s a shame that they’re dying, but I don’t think it’s a good solution to say that we should die together because it’s a shame!”

You have to talk sense!

That's worse than the devil's cult.

It really felt like a blood-soaked wave was crashing down. You could stop it with human flesh?

Zhuge Liang turned his head slightly.

“Kaaaaaaah! Aaaaah!”

“Squeak! Squeak! Kkakaka!”

Hey, this won't work.

They were not human figures. Now, there were even those running on all fours.

Even if they were all cured, I'm worried they'd die in shame if they still had memories. Of course, Zhuge Liang wasn't in a position to worry about them now.

Because there's a much higher chance that he'll be murdered before they even get to the bottom of it.

"still!"

At that moment, Wi Jeong-han shouted.

“I can’t stand by and watch people die! I have to stop it!”

Hey, great swordsman.

You say that, but your legs are really fast. You run really fast, don't you?

“Let’s figure out a way!”

“Then you die!”

"If it's for the sake of a deal, wouldn't a man be willing to lay down his life like a stray dog? Do you value your life?"

Of course it's a shame, you rascal!

Zhuge Liang now understood why Wi Jeonghan's reputation was so high in the past. It was true that a fool obsessed with justice was more terrifying than a villain.

“Even if it is a method…….”

How can we stop that?

“I, I have an idea…….”

"this!"

“Shut up! You beggar!”

“You have to see! You really have to see!”

As soon as Jang-il opened his mouth, a barrage of verbal abuse and insults erupted from all sides. Judging by the murderous intent in their voices, even if he were to survive here, his chances of survival seemed slim.

“No, I have a really good idea! Listen!”

"what?"

“So, those gentlemen are chasing us because they saw us moving?”

“Just stand still, if you keep talking like that, I’ll pull all your hair out!”

"Of course, that doesn't mean Shaolin will accept you. We don't accept beggars either."

“What’s the difference between a monk and a beggar!”

“It’s the difference between begging and getting.”

“……Isn’t that it?”

The concept was becoming slightly vague.

"Anyway, that's because everyone's focused on this side right now! So, if I just throw one out there as a sacrifice, won't they all flock there?"

“…….”

“…….”

Even as their legs moved violently, everyone stared blankly at Jang-il.

I said it was crazy, crazy, but I didn't think it was really crazy.

“Oh, no, it’s better than everyone dying.”

Jang-il protested as if he had been wronged.

And of course, there were people who fully understood his grievance. Jang-il had good friends who took his words seriously, no matter when or where.

“Is that okay?”

But that wasn't necessarily a good thing for Jang Il.

When Wi Yeon-ho gave his approval, Jang Il was startled.

“Oh, no, I think I was mistaken.”

“Why? Are you okay?”

"Seeing you say it's okay, something must have gone wrong! Just pretend it never happened…"

Thud.

At that moment, Wi Yeon-ho reached out and grabbed Jang Il's shoulder. Even as they ran, Jang Il slowly turned his head toward Wi Yeon-ho.

No?

Surely that's not the case?

Hey, no?

“It’s been a while since I’ve had such a good idea.”

“……Ah, no!”

“Have you ever heard of something like this?”

“What? What!”

“Let’s break up!”

“Ah, no. What are you doing… No, that’s not what I meant!”

At that moment, Wei Yanhu suddenly lifted Jang Il up.

“Hey, you crazy kid!”

Then, without a moment's hesitation, he threw the struggling Jang-il behind him.

"omg……."

“Eek?”

“Ah, Amitabha?”

The group's eyes bulged out.

Oh my god, they really do that? That?

Everyone stared blankly at the scene. A desperate scream erupted from Jang-il's mouth as he flew through the air and fell into the midst of those pursuing him.

“Wai Yan Hooooooooooooooo!”

“Hehehehe.”

Jang Il's screams and Wi Yeon-ho's laughter mixed together to create a mysterious music that the world would never hear again.