Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 111

# 111

Taejonbirok Volume 5 Episode 11

Chapter 35: Lazy, Active (1)

“Did you say it was a demonic cult?”

“Yeah, the Demonic Cult.”

Gwanggu Shingae answered, picking his nose.

“Wait a minute. If it’s the Demonic Cult, then…….”

“Yeah, that demonic cult.”

“The years don’t match.”

Since he is a historian, he seems to be sensitive to history.

“Wasn’t it a little later that the Demonic Cult appeared?”

"yes."

Gwanggu Shingae meekly acknowledged Saga's words.

“As far as you know. No, as far as the world knows, the resurgence of the Demonic Cult began a long time after that.”

“So you’re saying that Gwanghwimujeon had met the Demonic Cult before that?”

“Did you take my words lightly?”

Gwanggu Shingae grimaced as if he didn't want to bother explaining.

“Wei Yanho, it’s been a long time since he got involved with the Demonic Cult.”

“Ah, so the Gwanghwimujeon was already defeating the Demonic Cult.”

“……Defeat?”

The face of the Gwanggu Shingae was subtly distorted. Saga, who realized that there were numerous emotions mixed in that expression, couldn't help but feel tense.

From what he's heard so far, he now has a rough idea about the man named Wi Yeon-ho.

“Well, then?”

“Oh, well, that’s a subtle statement. I mean, how many times have I said it! How many times have I said it?”

"yes."

“When Wi Yeon-ho comes out, things get weird. They get really weird.”

“…….”

“This time, it was the same. Wi Yeon-ho was just walking down the street, but the Demonic Cult dragged him in.”

“Yes.”

“In a way…… well, um, it’s a bit weird to say this, but it’s true. I’m just saying it, so…….”

As Gwanggu Shingae began to babble, Saga could roughly guess what he would say next. Considering what he had heard so far, it was obvious what he would say next.

“Maybe it was because of that guy that the Demonic Cult began to rise up…….”

As expected.

“I can roughly guess how it started and how it ended, but I have no idea what happened in the middle. What on earth happened?”

“Listen, then.”

Gwanggu Shingae began to explain.

In fact, it's because Wi Yeon-ho was a coward who lost his mind. At that time, the existence of the Demonic Cult was scarier than Hosang and Mama.

You may not understand now.

But that's what the Demonic Cult was like back then.

When I was young, I used to cry so much that I was scared that the demonic cult would come and take me away, so I would cover myself with a blanket and cry.

Even now, people look down on the Demonic Cult, thinking they are just crazy murderers, but at the time, the Demonic Cult was truly thought to be inhuman.

Do you know how many people died during the previous outbreak of the Demonic Cult?

Oh, I see.

You told me to buy it, right? Okay, then I understand.

In a situation where the aftermath of such a war has not yet subsided, it would be normal to be afraid if the name of the Demonic Cult was mentioned.

But um… … .

Well, I guess being fearless is part of his nature… … .

Uh, um… … .

Anyway, that's what that guy was like.

What happened?

* * *

Woohoo.

The sword let out a sound as if it was happy to be in its master's hands for the first time in a while.

'Sword?'

The third leader of the Demonic Cult's Scattered Secret Platform, Guo Huan, could not believe the sound he was hearing.

Blackmail?

Is the sound coming from the sword that the young man is holding right now the sword's name?

'That can't be true.'

The name of the sword is something that is revealed when those who have trained to the limit reach the state where the sword and water become one.

To put it nicely, that's what it is.

In reality, when the full energy was compressed and compressed again and pushed up into the sword, even a sword made of iron would not be able to withstand it and would twist and scream, which was the name of the sword.

But how did that kid get to that level?

'gibberish!'

Even the sword spirit Soa-Myeong, who is said to have achieved the fastest success in the history of the Demonic Cult, only rang the swordsman's bell when he was two years old. This means that he only rang the swordsman's bell when he was in his thirties.

But no matter how I looked at it, the young man in front of me didn't look like he was in his twenties.

'Is it ten years earlier than the baby's name?'

That was impossible.

If that is true, then Gwak Hwan is now seeing a sword genius that will never be seen again in history.

But that wasn't all.

“Oh my, what is this again!”

Wi Yeon-ho waved his sword up and down wildly as if he was annoyed.

“Is it because you haven’t used a sword in a while? If my master saw this, he would have thrown a stone fist at me again. They say that if a person doesn’t use their body, they will rot. Tsk.”

Wi Yeon-ho swung his sword in annoyance.

“Okay, that’s enough.”

After a few months of holding a real sword, I felt like my true energy wasn't flowing as smoothly as before.

“You said I’d die if I didn’t grow up, but aren’t I going to die if I keep doing this?”

Wi Yeon-ho shivered.

I thought I had gained some enlightenment, but when I actually picked up the sword, I felt like I had regressed compared to when I was in the cave.

If it was as the master said, if I didn't grow I would be eaten by the inner sphere, and if it was like this, the result was almost certain.

“Ugh…….”

Wi Yeon-ho shivered.

'Damn master!'

Wi Yeon-ho, reflecting on his past laziness, raised his sword again.

Still, perhaps because it was an object I had held onto for five years and not let go of, my heart seemed to sink a bit at the heaviness I felt at my fingertips.

“You’re the son of Jeong Hyo-geom?”

I thought I knew what he meant, but I didn't have to answer.

Just by revealing his identity, it was decided that their conversation would be with their swords rather than their mouths.

Wei Yanhu's sword began to tremble slowly.

“……You were talking nonsense.”

Kwak Hwan also picked up the Tao, knowing Wei Yanho's intention.

“Get ready.”

I have no intention of looking down on my opponent because he is young.

What does age mean to a master who can sound the sword?

“If you make a mistake, you will all die here. Do your best as if you were facing a life-or-death rival.”

"yes!"

Kwak Hwan's eyes narrowed.

If the opponent was really that skilled, it would be difficult to win even if they all rushed in. Kwak Hwan was not so naive as to be unable to make that kind of judgment.

There is only one thing I believe in.

'I lack experience.'

Considering his age, it was clear that no matter how high his level, he would lack practical experience.

If some rush in while others are making sacrifices… … .

While Wi Yeon-ho and Gwak Hwan were having different thoughts, the person who was most embarrassed was Seo Moon-da-yeon, no matter what anyone said.

“……What is this situation?”

The man picked up from the tree suddenly raised his sword and began to threaten the demons. And the demons looked very tense and wary of the man picked up from the tree.

'I thought you were stupid… … .'

I thought I was an idiot when I kicked my own way to survival, but now I see that I was an expert.

Seomun Da-yeon knew better than anyone what she had to do in this situation.

Seomun Da-yeon squatted down, slightly away from Wi Yeon-ho.

'Don't disturb.'

She wasn't a woman without sense. Rather, she was a person who was second to none in terms of sense.

She had many questions about who Wei Yanhu was and why he was sleeping here, but for now, the best she could do was keep her mouth shut and stay in the corner without disturbing anyone.

Even if you can't help, you shouldn't get in the way.

At that moment, Wei Yanhu started to move.

“Huh.”

Kwak Hwan, who was planning to rush in first, ended up screaming in embarrassment.

Wi Yeon-ho's sword began to emit pure white light.

It was so bright that it blinded my eyes.

Wei Yanhu's sword began to move, emitting a white light that brightened the dark night.

"ah……."

Kwak Hwan was momentarily dumbfounded by the sight unfolding before his eyes.

'What is that?'

I can understand why the sword emits light, but the light moves so elegantly.

It's so smooth, so natural, and yet so fast.

Spot!

Kwaaaaaaaah!

What brought Kwak Hwan back to his senses was the sound of sword energy passing by followed by a huge explosion.

“Huh?”

But the one who was embarrassed was Wi Yeon-ho.

“Huh? Why is it like this?”

Wi Yeon-ho looked at the sword with wide eyes.

“This can’t be happening?”

He just swung it lightly. If such an explosion could occur with this level of sword strike, the cave where he trained would have been obsolete.

Wei Yanhu raised his hand and brought it to his own Mingchi.

“……It’s gotten smaller?”

The amount of internal energy in his stomach had clearly decreased. Every time he gained enlightenment, his internal energy was absorbed into his body little by little.

It's a good thing that you've become stronger, but… … .

“Then doesn’t that mean what Master said is right?”

Wi Yeon-ho shivered again.

They say that if you attain enlightenment, you will become strong, and if you do not attain enlightenment, your inner strength will be sucked into you and you will dry up and die like a scorpion… … Even if you don’t know about the latter, you have to consider the former as proven.

Then, doesn't that mean that the following statement is more likely to be true?

“Hey, let’s think positively for now.”

Wi Yeon-ho wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked at Kwak Hwan.

If I had swung my sword without thinking, I would have seen something terrible. What would have happened if someone had been hit by that sword?

Wi Yeon-ho reduced the energy flowing through his sword and picked up his sword again.

“Oh, that was a mistake. I’ll go back.”

"what?"

Although Kwak Hwan demanded an explanation, Wi Yeon-ho had not forgotten his father's request.

“If you meet those demonic bastards, just shut up and beat them up.”

“Of course.”

Wi Yeon-ho, a good son who listened well, faithfully followed his father's words. Whether or not he would be recognized as a good son who listened well is a separate issue.

Paaaaat! Paaaaat!

The sound of the black smoke flying through the air is so clear.

The sword that was emitting light looked slow to anyone who saw it, but in reality, it was literally as fast as light.

“Ugh!”

“Ugh!”

One short scream at a time.

It didn't take long for half of the dozen or so mines surrounding Wiyeonho to be subdued.

"this……."

Kwak Hwan trembled at the sight.

'That can't be happening.'

I knew he was strong.

There is no reason why a master who can sound the sword's name should be weak. Of course, he should be strong.

However, the Wei Yanhu he saw now was not just strong. Even the elder-level masters of the Jeongmu Alliance would not be able to subdue them so easily.

“Ugh.”

Moreover, seeing that those who had fallen were still groaning, it seems that they had adjusted it so as not to kill them.

Kwak Hwan's eyes became bloodshot.

“Stand up.”

“Ugh.”

“Stand up.”

The fallen mines stirred and rose up.

Wi Yeon-ho let out a gasp as he looked at the sight.

“You cut the tendon and it still happens?”

“It seems you haven’t heard the story of the Demonic Cult from your father.”

“Ah, okay.”

Wi Yeon-ho cut off Gwak Hwan's words.

“Then you should just cut off the leg instead of the tendon. I don’t want to hear any obvious self-praise.”

Wi Yeon-ho started moving his sword again.