Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 255

# 255

Taejonbirok Volume 11 Episode 5

Chapter 63: Lazy Man, Make a Decision (5)

The brothers who stood on the stage looked at each other.

A while passed as they stared at each other in silence, but no one in the audience urged them on. They knew full well how emotional it must be for the two brothers to meet and compete in a competition.

'I don't think there are people like that, but… … .'

Unlike Wi San-ho's face, which was filled with a variety of emotions, Wi Yeon-ho's face was clearly just annoyed.

Some might think that Wei Yanhui was ignoring Weishanhui, but anyone who knew Wei Yanhui could easily guess what he was thinking at the moment.

'It's just annoying.'

It wasn't that Wi Yeon-ho found the duel with Wi San-ho annoying, but he hated the fact that he had to go up to the stage and fight.

“How long has it been since we last crossed swords like this?”

"to……."

Wi Yeon-ho thought about it, then his face distorted.

“I think it was the day before I left home?”

“It’s been a long time. It’s already been five years.”

“What does long mean?”

Wi Yeon-ho stuck out his lips.

Is that guy possessed by a ghost who died because he couldn't fight?

Since long ago, whenever someone saw me, there was an uproar, saying that they should bring a wooden sword and fight.

'Come to think of it, it's been like that since long ago.'

The person who never gave up on Wi Yeon-ho, even though his mother had given up and Wi Jeong-han had half given up on him, was Wi San-ho.

Wi Jeong-han hoped that Wi Yeon-ho would at least act like a human being, but Wi San-ho was a person who never stopped thinking that Wi Yeon-ho would surpass him at any time.

'I told you, it's really amazing.'

What did Weishanho see about himself?

I have been consistently wishing for something that neither my father nor my mother wanted.

To someone who knew Wei Yanhu at the time, Wei Shanhu's request would have seemed like an act no less shameful than training a turtle to fly.

“Do you look happy?”

“……Do you see it?”

"huh."

Weichan nodded.

“I saw it properly.”

“It looks like brothers are fighting, but you saw it clearly!”

The coral smiled brightly.

“Seeing that you’re so happy, it seems I’m not a good person either.”

Wi Yeon-ho nodded.

“That’s true. He’s my brother, but he’s not normal.”

“Whatever it is, it doesn’t matter.”

Srrrrrr.

The sword was pulled out of Weishanho's scabbard. Wei Yanho trembled as he watched the scene.

'This is no joke, really.'

Just by drawing his sword, Weishanho was emitting an aura as if he had become a famous swordsman himself. He was not emitting an aura to threaten Wei Yanho. Just by drawing his sword, a blade-like aura naturally radiated out.

There is a reason why they say that the two swords are one.

The swordsman who swings and swings the sword until it feels like a part of himself will eventually become like the sword to some extent. This is not a state that can be seen simply as the depth of one's internal energy or the level of one's martial arts. The key is how deeply one understands the sword.

Wi Yeon-ho looked at Wi San-ho quietly and narrowed his eyes.

Wisanho wasn't the strongest among those he had met so far. Close by were Taegeukgeomseon and Maehwageomjon, and going back a little further, there were Kwongeuk and Moon Yuhwan.

One of them, the coral, had something they didn't have.

'It's brutal, really.'

If they felt like giant boulders, the coral was like a sharp razor blade.

It's really strange.

It was as if he was feeling this way from Wi San-ho, who was considered a gentleman by others and who was not that picky by nature. They say that a prosecutor who has reached the peak of his power can feel cut just by looking at him, and Wi San-ho was exactly that kind of person.

Of course, that doesn't mean that Wi Yeon-ho can't handle it.

In terms of swordsmanship, it goes without saying that Baek Mu-han is the greatest swordsman of all time, and Wei Yan-ho has been fighting with him for five years. Even though Wei San-ho may be the greatest swordsman of all time at his age, didn’t Wei Yan-ho fight against the true greatest swordsman of all time?

So, the outcome was almost decided.

'All you have to do is close your eyes and swing the knife three times.'

Wi Yeon-ho made that decision.

“Yeonho.”

"huh?"

The coral quietly opened its mouth.

“Since that day, you have never once tried your best towards me. Am I right?”

“…….”

Wi Yeon-ho did not answer.

He knew what day the coral was talking about.

“Since then, I have been working tirelessly. Even while searching for you, I have never once stopped practicing.”

"know."

So that's why it became so strong.

“Am I worthy of your power now?”

Wi Yeon-ho's face distorted.

“I said it was just luck.”

“Luck……”

The coral smiled brightly.

A showdown between two swordsmen.

When they were still young, Weishanho and Weiyanho fought with real swords just once. It was intended to make their younger brother aware of the dangers of the world he would have to live in, and to make him diligent.

The complacent thought that there would be no problem if the young Wei Yanhui held a real sword ended up creating trouble.

That day, Weishanho collapsed before Wei Yanho's sword, and a scar was left on his chest that would never be erased for the rest of his life.

The one who won was Wei Yanhu, and the one who lost was Wei Shanhu. However, the one who was truly hurt was Wei Yanhu.

'That day ruined everything.'

Weishanho looked at Weiyanho with a stern face.

Wi Yeon-ho, who experienced his brother almost dying with his own sword, threw away his sword and locked himself in his room. Wi Yeon-ho, who was already lazy, gave up on training from that day on.

Although Weishanho tried hard to drag Weiyanho out again, Weiyanho never came out of the room again.

“I crushed your potential because I couldn’t handle you.”

“That’s not it, right!”

Wi Yeon-ho got annoyed.

“I was originally lazy, and after that day, I just thought it would be okay not to practice.”

"……okay."

The coral smiled brightly.

“Hey, I don’t trust people.”

“I guess it’s good. I’m just happy that the day has come when I can compete with you again.”

Inside Wi Yeon-ho, Sim Tong slowly raised his head.

'You like it?'

It didn't suit Wei Yanho to ask someone else to do something good for him, even if that person was his older brother.

"good?"

"then."

Weichan laughed as if he was really happy.

“Oh, that’s good?”

Wi Yeon-ho drew his sword.

Srrrrrr!

His white sword was pulled out of its scabbard, emitting a dazzling light.

“As you know, I have a bit of a bad personality.”

“Who said that?”

"I."

Wi Yeon-ho said, glaring at Wi San-ho with sharp eyes.

“I’m the type of person who can’t stand other people being happy.”

“Hoo hoo hoo hoo.”

Weichan raised his sword.

Why is it so much fun when brothers are fighting each other with swords?

“Well, I guess there’s no need to say anything now?”

“No. I just need one more thing.”

Weishanho looked at Weiyanho with questioning eyes.

Then, Wi Yeon-ho raised his sword and declared.

"……what?"

When Wi San-ho, doubting his own ears, asked again, Wi Yeon-ho spoke again loudly and clearly.

"surrender."

“…….”

The room became as quiet as a mouse.

***

"……to?"

Saga looked at him with an expression that seemed like he had lost everything, but Gwanggu Shingae just laughed.

“Then what did you expect?”

“I wasn’t really expecting it…….”

“Those who expect something from Wei Yanhu are always destined to meet the same ending.”

Saga said as if he was in despair.

“So, in the end, the coral went up.”

"yes."

“But it’s a little strange.”

"what?"

As Gwanggu Shingae slightly raised his head, Saga tilted his head.

“If that’s what you said, then wasn’t the Hwasanjihoe a very large martial arts competition? It was also where Wi Yeon-ho first showed himself to the world of martial arts. It’s a bit strange that the competition where so many people gathered and where they first showed up wasn’t as well known to later generations.”

Gwanggu Shingae shrugged his shoulders.

“Have you ever thought that it was because there was a volcanic crater behind it?”

“Even though there was a volcanic bloodshed, isn’t the appearance of Wei Yanhu more significant than the volcanic bloodshed? It was the first time that the Gwanghwi Martial Arts Master showed his appearance to the world, but all I knew before that was that ‘there was a small martial arts competition in Hwasan.’ If it were common sense…….”

“Should have been more well known?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

Gwanggu Shingae looked at Saga with a playful face and nodded.

“Yes, that’s right. Normally, people would have talked more about the Volcano Bimoo Competition. At the time, it was a fairly well-known competition along with the Volcano Blood Festival.”

“But why did it disappear from my memory? By any chance…….”

“Well, that’s not it……”

I could tell what Saga was trying to say. It was probably about whether there had been an attempt at a cover-up on the part of the martial arts community.

“Why would we want to make such a competition unknown? It’s not like that… people just refrained from talking about it.”

"yes?"

“Even if I say it, it won’t be a good thing. And…….”

The monk smiled faintly and said.

“Actually, something bigger happened right after that, so winning that competition was a good thing after all.”

Saga frowned.

“I am also a volcano bloodsucker…….”

“It’s not a volcanic eruption.”

"then?"

The Gwanggu Shingae lay down with a “huh” and used his arms as a pillow.

“Maybe you’re right. There were forces that desperately wanted to erase that competition from history. After Wi Yeon-ho disappeared from the world of martial arts, there were probably no one who wanted to fight against them. I didn’t pay attention, so I didn’t know, but maybe they were hiding the truth. There were also people who refrained from mentioning it because they didn’t want to get entangled in it.”

“What does that mean?”

“Uh, so…….”

The Gwanggu Shingae smiled faintly.

“I guess you forgot.”

"yes?"

“That guy Wi Yeon-ho is always causing trouble. Don’t you know that?”

“Of course I know that.”

Saga never forgot. What he had heard so far was enough. Incidents and accidents were constantly happening around Wei Yanhu.

“I know, so why can’t I think about it?”

"yes?"

The Gwanggu Shingae giggled.

“That bastard Wi Yeon-ho threw away his weapon to make himself comfortable, so there was no way something wouldn’t happen. Of course, something more annoying and irritating would happen. At that time, he was already right around the corner.”

“……What are you talking about?”

“The Dark King Dangcheongun.”

Saga's eyes trembled slightly.

“Oh, the Dark King?”

"huh."

Gwanggu Shingae said calmly.

“If I had known that Dangcheon-gun was coming, it would have been better to just do nothing. Even if he was Dangcheon-gun, he wouldn’t have been able to pick a fight with Hugijisu who was competing in the competition. However, Wiyeonho had already been eliminated. That’s why I couldn’t escape his clutches. It was like trying to get rid of a wart but ending up with a wart.”

Gwanggu Shingae continued speaking with a smile.

“At that time, Wei Yanhu didn’t know anything.”