Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 209

# 209

Taejonbirok Volume 9 Episode 9

Chapter 54: Lazy Man Goes to the Volcano (4)

“The Jeongmu Alliance guys have arrived?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Hmm.”

Dang Ming, the elder of the Sacheon Dang family who was in charge of leading the later generations of Cheon Iryeon, was delighted to finally hear the news of Jeong Mu-myeong.

“It took a long time. Weren’t you anxious that you might not participate?”

His nephew, Dang Jong-ui, smiled faintly and accepted his words.

“How could that happen? As long as there is a Cheon Ki-su investigation, they cannot help but participate in the martial arts competition.”

“Hmm, right.”

“They must know very well that if we show weakness in this battle, the eyes of the world will immediately turn to us. There is no way that Cheon Gi-su can just sit by and watch that happen.”

Tang Ming smiled as if he was happy.

“That’s right. Isn’t this what they mean by an inescapable trap?”

“Cheon Ki-su is a person who values justification very much. From his perspective, he would think that losing a fight is better than not fighting because you are afraid of the enemy.”

Tang Zhongyi's thoughts were almost correct. The problem was that the thoughts were formed within limited information. They had no choice but to think that way, since they did not know about Wei Yanho's existence.

“Huh huh huh, okay, did you check all the details?”

“The only real power left is Jang Il, Sanggwan Hong, Peng Dogeuk, and Wi Sanho.”

Dangmyeong's face slightly distorted when he heard the word 'Wishanho'.

“Stomach coral, stomach coral……. The spine sword stomach coral has finally arrived.”

Dangmyeong sighed softly.

The Sword of the Maga and the Coral Reef are the representative late-stage indices of the Jeongmu Alliance. Unlike the other late-stage indices, the Coral Reef has already proven its own strength.

Looking at the faces of the demons he had captured and killed, they were not opponents that the later indexes would dare to look down on. They were demons with skills that even the mid-level members of the Daemun sect, who were considered to be quite strong, could not easily pick a fight with.

In particular, his exploits of capturing and killing the tailless demon known as the devil of Cheonghae among the demons are still talked about today.

I still can't forget the thrill I felt when I heard that Mumiyuma, who had destroyed several sects and killed countless people, had his head cut off by a young man with red eyes.

“I expected it.”

It would be natural for the Jeongmu Alliance to want to send Wi San-ho, but Wi San-ho, the Chief of Staff, was a person who frequently traveled abroad.

There are even people who say that Wisanho has a wanderlust because he likes to go out and sometimes skip the classes he should take for granted.

So I was thinking, just in case… … .

“It’s a shame, but…….”

“Isn’t this what you expected?”

"yes."

If there had been no countermeasure for the coral reef, I would not have started this work.

One winner does not take all the glory. However, the world of martial arts does not recognize second-rate players. There is a saying that there is the best in the world, but there is no second-best in the world.

“I can’t be satisfied with just saying I’m the best in the world.”

“That goes without saying.”

“So, are you confident you can deal with that coral?”

The king smiled gently.

“Once this competition is over, Tang Family will regain its position as the best family in the world. And Cheon Yi-ryeon will solidify its position as the best family in the world for future generations.”

“Hahahaha, I believe in you.”

The expression on Dangmyeong's face changed to a pleasant smile.

“But you have to be careful. There are variables in everything in the world. Aren’t there any different faces?”

“The participants of the Jeongmu Alliance have not yet arrived. The five dragons of the previous generation will arrive soon. However… except for Wisanho, there is no one who really stands out.”

“The old guard are not people that can be ignored either.”

“They are already losing their light. Unlike the Jeongmu Alliance, which is interacting with each other and growing stronger, they are isolated in the mountains and don’t even know that they are falling behind.”

“Hmm, the system that Jeongmu-myeong created is certainly worthy of respect.”

“Humans develop through competition. Just gathering people from different sects together is bound to be stimulating. The ability of Cheon Ki-su is certainly worthy of respect.”

“We will pick the fruit, though.”

“Of course.”

Seeing the happy party name, the party leader cleared his throat.

“There’s one thing that’s a little bit bothersome…….”

“Well, did you say it was something that took a while?”

"yes."

“Tell me.”

The king was troubled over how to explain this incident. What he heard was so absurd that he couldn't help but worry about how to convey it.

“There is… someone whose identity is completely unknown.”

“Unidentified person? Are you talking about the later index?”

“Yes. That…….”

The king's wife spoke as if she was in a difficult position.

“He is unknown until now. But the way other people treat him is a little strange.”

"……attitude?"

“Yes. It’s his attitude. From what I’ve heard, he was rude, like lying down on the carriage while people around him were carrying luggage, or going to his room to rest before the adults had even gone in, but no one really stopped him.”

“There was no restraint?”

It was something incomprehensible.

Although it wasn't as strict as the old guard, the hierarchy of the political alliance where the three families gathered was very strict. But they just left the arrogant behavior of the late Jisoo alone.

“This is incredibly strange. Have you found out his true identity?”

“Yes. I asked around and found out that he is the second son of the Guangdong Wei family. He is the son of Wei Zhenghan and the younger brother of Wei Shanhao.”

“Guangdongwei?”

It was even more incomprehensible.

Wi Jeong-han is known as a fair and upright person to the point of being called the Sword of Justice, and Wi San-ho is known as an upright person to the point of being called the model of martial arts.

But I couldn't understand why those people didn't stop their son and younger brother, Ji-su Hu, from behaving so arrogantly.

“There is something.”

“I think so.”

“Are you sure that the child is from Guangdongwei? If he is Weishanho’s younger brother, I should have heard that name, but I don’t remember it at all.”

“I heard that the second son of the Guangdong Wei family went missing. His whereabouts were vague, but I am certain that he recently returned.”

“Umm…….”

The name Tangming let out a sigh.

“Variable, variable… Maybe that child is a variable prepared by Jeongmu Maeng. Strengthen surveillance. We must find out everything we can about that child.”

"All right."

'It's Wei Yan Ho… … .'

Jang Myeong felt as if something deep inside him was blocked. Just hearing the name made him feel strangely suffocated.

'No matter what you do, you won't be able to beat us this time, Divine Investigator.'

But I didn't know the party name.

What happens when a human being, completely unpredictable, is given such awesome powers?

Degul.

Wi Yeon-ho was rolling around on the bed.

'I'm full.'

Wei Yanhu realized that his laziness had become too low. Wei Yanhu had been sleeping comfortably on the hard and cold cave floor and in the rattling slabs as if it were the emperor’s bed. But now, Wei Yanhu felt a subtle discomfort.

Although it is said to have a strong tendency towards secularism, the volcano is also a Taoist temple. No matter how much it is a place to accommodate guests, its beds cannot be soft and fluffy.

The roughly woven bamboo bed pressed against his back even with a soft blanket spread over it.

In the past, even a bed made of rough stones instead of bamboo would not have been able to prevent Wei Yanhu from sleeping, but the long break he had been enjoying for so long was preventing him from falling asleep.

'Come to think of it, I've been so busy lately.'

When was the last time you were able to relax and be lazy?

Wi Yeon-ho felt sorry for himself for living a busy life against his will. As if he wasn't satisfied with solving all sorts of problems, he was now forced to participate in the martial arts competition.

To Wi Yeon-ho, who could not understand the mindset of those who enjoyed fighting so much that they even held competitions and went out to work up a sweat, these martial arts competitions were nothing more or less than tormenting people.

“Okay.”

Wi Yeon-ho, who got up with a heavy heart, slowly put on his shoes.

“It’s because I can’t rest well when I try to rest for the first time in a while. Absolutely not.”

Let me make an excuse.

He said he couldn't sleep well because the seat was uncomfortable.

But Wei Yanhui knew very well why he was getting up.

Wei Yanho, standing in front of the door, turned around with a worried expression on his face. Apparently, there were more than a few people who would be frightened if they saw him walking out.

Didn't he strongly urge you to stay in your room and practice cultivation, since even the highest authority wouldn't tell you to?

'I'm not a bomb or anything… … .'

I couldn't understand at all why he was so worried when there was no one as quiet and accident-free as he was.

If everyone in the world were like themselves, there would be no conflict in the world. Everyone would just stay in their rooms and roll around, so what would be the point of fighting and getting angry?

It's a shame that the world doesn't recognize him, but isn't it also true that he doesn't have the will to raise his voice to persuade others?

Wi Yeon-ho turned around and approached one side of the room, opened the window, and jumped out.

“Laugh!”

Wi Yeon-ho, who had landed on the ground, looked around.

There is a practice field prepared for the Jeongmu Alliance behind the building, but it is a bit awkward because it is no different from a public practice field.

'Shall we go over there?'

Wi Yeon-ho, who discovered a tall mountainside a little way beyond the wall, quietly floated his body.

Sssssut.

With a light thud, Wei Yanhu's body flew into the air.

Srrrrrr.

Wei Yanhu, who had drawn his sword for the first time in a while, shook his shoulders and relaxed his body. His body, which had been lying in bed all day, made a thud sound and screamed.

It could not be denied that body management as an unmanned entity was a failing grade.

“Hmm.”

As Wi Yeon-ho quietly closed his eyes, the same old sword came to mind.

A boundlessly natural examination.

A sword that seems like nothing special, just a swing, but is so striking that you can't take your eyes off it.

It was a sword that seemed to be full of gaps, but when you actually tried to attack, you couldn't even tell where to put the sword.

What would he do if someone showed him such a sword right now?

'I guess I can't do anything.'

You can't even attack.

A sword that makes it impossible for the opponent to even lift the sword.

That was the sword of the master, Baek Muhan.

“My sword is invincible.”

“Ugh.”

Wi Yeon-ho groaned.

“It’s cheating to ask someone to jump over something like that.”

How dare you show me that sword while telling me to surpass myself.

It was hard to believe that a human could wield such a sword, but asking him to do more was like asking him to fly in the sky.

“Is it like this?”

Okay.

Wei Yanhu's sword clumsily cut through the air.

“No… like this?”

Once again, Wei Yanhu's sword cut through the air.

However, Wei Yanhu's sword was not as natural and smooth as the black master's sword. It was irregular and clumsy, like a child swinging a sword.

If you follow the appearance, it won't be difficult, but if you chase the 'true meaning' hidden within, the appearance will fall apart.

“Ugh.”

At that moment, a voice mixed with laughter was heard from behind.

“That’s not how you write black, Little Sister.”