Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 147

# 147

Taejonbirok Volume 6 Episode 22

Chapter 42: Lazy Man, Solving (2)

“How much longer is it until Luoyang?”

Seomun Da-yeon answered Wi Yeon-ho's words.

“It will probably arrive in about three days.”

“……It’s taking so long.”

Seomun Dayeon's face twitched.

If I had not taken the carriage and had gone lightly, I would have arrived already. In the first place, who is the reason I am going to Luoyang so late, and why are you saying such things?

'I'm so upset I can't live!'

If my martial arts skills were weak, I would have just turned them over once, but since I had seen with my own eyes that Guido Ssangma had been defeated, I couldn't bring myself to attack him.

furthermore…….

'… … It was kind of cool.'

Seomun Dayeon's face suddenly turned red.

Although he is no match for Wei San-ho, who is known as a peerless handsome man, Wei Yan-ho was not bad in his original form. It is just that he does not show this fact in normal times because of his dull expression and the prejudices that come with his daily life.

But this time, when I saw his serious side, I realized something I hadn't noticed before.

“We’ll be there soon. If we increase the carriage speed, it’ll be quite uncomfortable. Is that okay?”

“Are you uncomfortable?”

“It rattles a bit.”

Wei Shulian laughed out loud and answered instead.

“My brother is the kind of person who can sleep comfortably anywhere as long as he has a place to rest his back. You don’t have to think about that.”

“Oh, really?”

Seomun Da-yeon, who was thinking of increasing the speed a bit, closed her mouth when she heard a groan coming from inside the carriage.

'Oh, there was that person.'

Because he was a person who was lying there like a dead rat in a carriage, his presence was very faint.

“It’s going to be difficult, I guess. There are injured people.”

Wi Yeon-ho frowned and glanced down, then sighed deeply. He couldn’t scold him because he had committed a crime.

“Ugh, I can’t help it.”

Wi Yeon-ho shook his head and lay down.

Gong Mu-jin clicked his tongue at the sight.

“Don’t you even cultivate? I don’t think I’ve ever seen you cultivate while we’ve been together. If you sleep for ten hours a day and skip cultivation, you’ll end up losing everything you have.”

“……Cultivation? Cultivation, you are being called.”

"yes?"

“Aside from that training!”

Wi Yeon-ho yawned and turned his head away.

'I really don't want to do it.'

It was natural that it looked to others like I was playing all day.

Hana Wiyeonho didn't really want to make excuses. It was a very bothersome thing to explain about Mengryeon Gong in order to make excuses.

If you try to convince someone that sleeping ten hours a day is the same as practicing ten hours a day, you will end up hearing, "That lazy bum in the world is now telling some stupid lies."

“You’re really talented, really.”

Where on earth did he come up with such a strange martial art and teach it to others? The more I think about it, the more incomprehensible his master seems to be.

“I see a guest house over there.”

Wi Yeon-ho lifted his head and looked ahead. He saw a large wooden building in the distance.

“Now I’m going to eat some rice that tastes like rice.”

“Honey, it seems like you’ve become a bit more greedy. You used to be able to eat without being picky.”

“I was foolish.”

Wi Yeon-ho said vaguely.

“I never knew that food made by my mother could be so delicious. I learned it after living on moss for five years.”

“Hey, how can a person live on just that for five years?”

“……It would be nice if you could at least eat that.”

Wi Yeon-ho trembled as he recalled the hellish cave life.

“And Mom can’t cook. The maids make it all for her.”

“Oh, really?”

“If I eat one meal with Mom, will I miss the moss?”

“…….”

mother.

Why can't you cook?

“Anyway, now that I’m in the guest house, I’ll eat a nice meal and get a good night’s sleep. Traveling by carriage seems to be secretly tiring. I thought all I had to do was sit still, but I guess that’s not the case.”

Wi Yeon-ho nodded and looked at the guest room.

* * *

“Whew! Whoosh! Whoosh!”

My breath is pounding.

I must have already lost all my energy because every time I took a step, my lower abdomen would feel like it was being pricked by a needle.

But he couldn't stop. The moment he stopped, the evil spirits chasing him would beat him to death.

'You just have to ignore it.'

No matter how hard and painful it is, if you just shake off those who follow you, a new world will unfold before you. The heavy presence of the book in his arms was supporting Gwak Soon.

“Ugh.”

Blood had been gushing from his throat for some time. Gwak Soon swallowed the clump of blood that was forcibly coming up and ran forward.

He felt a burning pain from the long wound running down his back, but he had no time to joke.

'How did it end up like this?'

He just became greedy for the emergency thing.

If it's the Emperor's Eugene, isn't it the treasure of treasures that no one can help but desire?

'I never thought I'd get it.'

Although he had been aiming for it, he had only half hoped for luck and never thought that the Sword Emperor's secret weapon would actually fall into his hands.

There are times when humans have to look at something without touching it, and Gwak Soon simply looked.

But luckily, really luckily, the Sword Emperor's secret weapon fell into his hands.

The two people who were fighting over the secret weapon in front of him ended up stabbing each other to death, and it was fortunate that he was able to quickly snatch the secret weapon that had fallen to the ground.

But from then on, hell began.

Those he had never dared face began to chase after him with bloodshot eyes.

He couldn't rest for even a moment. All he could do was run and run until his energy was exhausted.

"……no."

Every time his vital energy dries up, he feels an impulse. If he just throws this secret far away, he can live. No one is after him. What they are after is only the secret in his arms.

"eww……."

Kwak Soon-yi put her trembling hands into her bosom and took out the emergency kit.

Geomhwangjibo (劍皇之寶).

Just from the title, written in a handwriting that resembled a dragon and a snake flying high, one could guess how great the content would be.

The secret to making him the best in the world was right there in this secret.

But you want me to give this up?

Just to survive?

“……I can’t do it!”

Kwak Soon muttered as if he was going to spit it out.

“Kill me…. Kill me! Phew! Kill me!”

If only I could shake off all those who pursue me and hide in a deep valley… … .

It will only take five years. In that time, the contents within will be interpreted and he will be able to return to the world as a descendant of the Sword Emperor.

Then, those who are chasing you now will not dare to open their eyes properly in front of you.

You can't live as a second-class person forever.

It's already been over twenty years since I started living in the world of martial arts. How much suffering have I endured from the powerful? And now you're telling me to go back to that life?

I can't!

Never!

Kwak Soon clenched his teeth and ran forward.

But against his will, his body was gradually slowing down. His body, with all of his vital energy drained, was swaying like a deflated balloon. His hands were shaking so much that he felt like he was going to drop the knife he was holding.

“Woof.”

Blood was flowing out of his mouth without stopping. Judging from the fact that the blood coming out was black rather than bright red, it was clear that his internal injuries had already reached a serious level.

My vision is blurry and my head is spinning.

'Hehe, I have to cheer up… … .'

Kwak Soon knew what his symptoms were.

Due to the exhaustion of vital energy and possession of the spirit, my body was rapidly losing its vitality. If I continue like this for a little longer, I will die alone even if no one puts down their sword.

But that didn't mean I could stop.

'just a little…….'

If you go a little further, you will come across a house. Then, you can pursue them by briefly immersing yourself in the traces of numerous people and then escaping.

Because it might confuse those who follow in his footsteps.

Just get there!

Only up to there!

There were no more groans.

Kwak Soon stepped forward with his eyes wide open.

How much longer did he run like that?

A large white carriage came into view of Kwak Soon.

'enemy!'

Everyone he saw was his enemy.

Even if they are not his enemies, the moment they find out that he has the Sword Emperor's secret weapon, they will turn into enemies or robbers.

If so, there is no need to hesitate.

Kwak Soon pulled out the sword he was carrying on his waist with trembling hands.

My wrist holding the sword keeps falling down because I have no strength in my body.

Shaking legs.

Blood keeps rising.

Kwak Soon laughed in vain.

'Is it over now?'

Although he pulled out his sword curiously, looking at it coolly, his body was not capable of spreading more than a single sword.

'Okay.'

Kwak Soon-yi clenched her teeth.

As things turned out, he would never be able to become the master of the secret. However, he had no intention of simply handing over the treasure that had come into his arms.

Kwak Soon blinked his eyes, which were becoming increasingly blurry, and looked at the person in front of him.

“…….”

The young man in front of the carriage left him and walked into the inn.

Huh? This isn't it?

“Ugh…….”

He couldn't say anything properly. But it seemed fortunate that he had at least groaned. The young man who was trudging into the inn turned his head and looked at him.

“……Where does it hurt?”

For a moment, Kwak Soon almost prickled his ears.

If my hands had been free to move, I would have definitely struck the sword into the ground and gouged out my ears.

Because I started hearing auditory hallucinations.

The hallucinations were clear.

There is no way that a crazy person could exist in this world who would spill not just a ladle but a whole basin of blood, turning a white robe into an enemy, and then ask him, whose whole body was covered in wounds, where it hurts.

If there's such a person, he's either the most stupid person in the world, or he's just woken up and doesn't understand the situation.

“Mom, I can’t give it to you…….”

Unfortunately, the current Gwak Soon did not have the energy to continue thinking about such things. All that was left to him was the thought of having to protect the secret and his pride.

“……I can’t give it to you.”

The young man tilted his head, looked at Kwak Soon's face, and said.

“Sir, if you’re sick, don’t stay here like this. Go see a doctor. I know a doctor named Yong-han. Shall I introduce you to him? It’s a bit far from here and the child is a bit young, but he takes really good care of the child.”

“…….”

My body feels completely drained of strength.

Kwak Soon's body slowly began to fall forward.

"pond……."

At that moment, a hand reached forward, grabbed Kwak Soon's chest, and supported him.

Then a low voice was heard in Kwak Soon's ear.

“No one will take it away from you. So, sleep well.”

Hearing the soft voice in his ear, Kwak Soon slowly raised his lips and smiled.

No one is taking it away.

no one.

With those words, Gwak Soon was able to close his eyes in peace.