Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 275

# 275

Taejonbirok Volume 11 Episode 25

Chapter 67: The Lazy Man, Attacked (5)

Gwangmu Ryang looked at Wi Jeong Han with a slightly stiff face, making the composure he had shown until then seem colorless.

“Jeonghyeopgeom Wi Jeonghan……. Should I say it is an honor to face him?”

“I appreciate your high praise, but I’m not that happy to hear such praise from a demonic cultist. Just talking to you makes me feel uncomfortable, so let’s put aside our conversation and just fight.”

“Hahaha, that’s just like I heard.”

Gwangmu-ryang smiled as if he was having fun.

'He really is a man recognized by his superiors.'

If we only look at the meaning of force, the Jeonghyeop Sword is not as good as the Plum Blossom Sword. So it cannot be an opponent for Gwangmu Liang. However, the reason the Jeonghyeop Sword was able to gain such a name and reputation was not simply because of its strong force.

His unwavering tenacity and his boldness in not caring for his own life made his name resonate even in the schools. It is said that although there were those who caused more damage than him, there was no one who left a stronger impression than him.

The doctrine has only one principle: strength.

But that strength does not simply mean power. It is a word that is too crude to express in words, but if I had to choose one, I would say firmness.

And Wi Jeong-han was the man who best fit the steadfastness that the new religion pursued.

That is why Gwangmu-ryang is showing courtesy to Wi Jeong-han, even though he is a powerful enemy of the new religion.

“I’ve heard a lot of rumors about you.”

“That’s right. The number of demon cult members I killed alone would pile up mountains.”

"hmm."

Although Wi Jeong-han continued to provoke, Gwangmu-ryang did not give in easily.

“I wanted to meet you. There are things I want to confirm.”

"check?"

“That’s fine for now. There’s something else I want to know right now.”

“…….”

Black magic began to emanate from Gwangmu-ryang's body.

“Jeonghyeopgeom Wi Jeonghan… Is he really as I’ve heard? Let’s go check it out!”

Wi Jeong-han drew his sword and aimed it at Gwangmu-ryang, who was rushing towards him while spewing out black magic energy.

***

“……How do I do this?”

Cold sweat began to run down Unhyo's forehead.

“What are you doing?”

When Ho-cheol-san called in an urgent tone, Eon-hyo answered in a trembling tone.

“I’m wondering where to go.”

“Where are you?”

“Are you fighting or are you running away?”

"……this guy!"

Ho-cheol-san was about to scold Eon-hyo, but then closed his mouth.

'Damn.'

The situation was ambiguous. They were strong men, and if they were strong men, they would naturally rush forward and fight in this situation, but the situation was too bad to choose to fight out of the blue.

'It doesn't help.'

Ho-cheol-san bit his lips tightly.

No matter how well they performed in the later index competitions, they are now just young children who have barely passed their term. On the other hand, those who are currently fighting on the front lines are the core of the volcano and the famous people of each region.

Even though there were people several times stronger than them in the front line, the situation was not good. No, to be precise, they were being pushed back unilaterally without even being able to do anything.

“……The Demonic Cult was this strong.”

The front line that started at the main gate had already been pushed beyond the stage and all the way to the main hall. Behind the cultists dressed in black and rushing in without mercy, corpses splattering blood can be seen lying on the ground.

In this situation, what help would it be if they joined the front line? It would be fortunate if they did not interfere.

I've been taught that morale is more important than anything else, but now is not the time to show off your morale.

Ho-cheol-san clenched his fist.

'Let's be realistic.'

What was needed at a time like this was reason, not emotion. And wasn't reason always the thing he considered his best weapon? He finished his calculations quickly and shouted.

“Is that something a man should say? Aren’t you a member of the political alliance too?”

Ho-cheol-san trembled at the sight of Eon-hyo looking at him with surprised eyes.

'Fuck, this is not it.'

His head was screaming at him to run away, but his body was refusing.

“Once you start running away, you will continue to run away. In the past wars, didn’t our seniors run away because they weren’t afraid? Did they fight only when their skills were sufficient? Did they only take the risk when they had a chance of winning? That’s what I’m saying!”

"……no."

“If I can’t risk my life at a time like this, then why did I learn martial arts? If your life is important and your body is so important… Go. I won’t catch you either. However, if you have the spirit of a warrior inside you, reflect on what you just said and make up your mind!”

"yes!"

Eonhyo's eyes became determined at Hocheolsan's boiling shout.

'Damn it!'

Ho-cheol-san turned around and drew his sword.

I know it's stupid. If I think rationally, I should go to the best place to escape right now. That way, I have a slightly higher chance of surviving.

But Ho-cheol-san chose to join the front line.

'I guess I'm also a helpless person.'

Ho-cheol-san charged forward, feeling the blood boiling in his chest.

“Hocheolsan is here, you demonic bastards!”

“……That was a mistake.”

Jang Il looked at the battlefield with a miserable face.

It was a mistake to focus too much on the green forest. When the green forest showed itself so openly, I should have guessed that there was another intention behind it, but I failed to do so.

It's not that there is no excuse.

No one in the world would have thought that a demonic cult would appear here. Who would have thought that a demonic cult from far away Xinjiang would suddenly appear here?

It's not just that I let my guard down.

The devil is the devil.

The reason they terrorized the Central Plains was not simply because they were strong. It was because their methods of behavior were different from those of the Central Plains.

They move forward, slaughtering everything in front of them. They do not leave their enemies behind, under the will to purify everything in the world with sanctification.

Considering the chaotic state of the Demonic Cult, no one would have thought that they would go against their own principles and secretly infiltrate the center of the Central Plains to carry out their work.

'But that's just an excuse.'

If everyone could think what they could think and do what anyone could do, there would be no need for intelligence agencies or military forces. Their job was to pay attention to possibilities that others could not think of and come up with perfect responses.

In that sense, this incident could be said to be a disaster caused by Jang Il's complete blunder.

“Wake up!”

Jang-il clenched his teeth.

Anyone can regret. However, if he only regrets now, he will only repeat the same mistake again. What he should do now is not regret the mistake he made, but to fix what he has already done.

Jang Il narrowed his eyes and observed the situation.

Everyone was doing their best, but the situation had reached a point where it was difficult to view it positively, no matter how positively one tried to look at it.

'To oppose is to shake hands.'

In a situation where the power itself is being pushed back, no strategy is meaningful. The best they can do now is to evacuate from here with as few casualties as possible.

Then, if you can get support from the surrounding sects and political alliances, you will be able to subdue that number of minions without difficulty.

'I have to meet Jang Moon-in.'

Jang-il gritted his teeth and started running towards Sang-seok. Blood flowed out from his lips as he cracked his chin.

***

“Hey, Mom!”

“Come here! Come here!”

A woman holding a newborn baby reached out and took the child's hand.

“Kuaaaah!”

“Ahhhh!”

The screams coming from behind her were making her anxious.

'They are demons.'

The demons who cut down the people with expressionless faces did not look much different from the demons I had seen in my dreams.

“Rain, get out of the way!”

“Stop fussing and go away!”

The people running away looked like they were being chased by wild beasts. They were pulling at the people in front of them and shouting. The desperation on their faces made her even more anxious.

‘I wasn’t supposed to come here… … .’

It was a mistake to suggest that we stop by the volcano festival. Her husband, who had insisted that they come here to relieve some of their stress, was nowhere to be seen. Given his usually blunt personality, he was probably fighting somewhere.

"ouch!"

The child who was running towards her, holding her hand, fell to the floor and rolled around.

“Hwa-ah!”

She quickly turned around and grabbed the child.

“Hey, Mom!”

Her face was flushed with embarrassment.

The child was limping. He had probably fallen and sprained or broken his leg.

“Come here!”

She pulled the child closer, but it was not easy to support the other child while holding the newborn in one arm.

“Come on! Come on!”

My heart starts to feel impatient. Even at this moment, those demons are approaching them. If this continues… … .

At that moment, a woman dressed in pure white suddenly appeared from the side and wrapped the bandage she was holding tightly around the child's leg.

“Get up and see.”

"yes?"

"slowly."

The child nodded and got up from his seat. After shaking his legs a few times, he looked at his mother and said.

“I can walk.”

“Go, thank you.”

When I turned my head to express my gratitude, I saw a face that looked like that of a fairy. That face, so beautiful that it seemed like it wasn't from this world, smiled.

“Go ahead. Hurry up.”

"yes!"

Jin Ye-ran let out a deep sigh as she watched the woman running away holding the child's hand.

'Things aren't so good.'

She knew exactly what she had to do. As long as there were patients, the doctor would not turn his back. That was her belief.

'Where again.'

Her eyes opened wide as she turned her head to check if there was anyone else to treat.

“Kwaaah!”

Another neck falls to the floor.

Growing rapidly.

The balance of power was not right from the start. Those who climbed the volcano were fighting hard, but it was not enough to stop the invasion of the Demonic Cult. Blood soaked the floor, and morale dropped to the ground.

“Hey, where should I run to? There’s a cliff behind me.”

“……It’s the end. We’re all going to die.”

The people who had been pushed back to the back of the palace and realized that they had nowhere else to run began to utter words of despair. Those human Baekjeongs would never spare them.

“Hehe, it looks like there’s nowhere else to run.”

Finally, when the one who had been protecting them collapsed, despair appeared on their faces as well.

“Consider it an honor to be the sacrifice that will make the name of the religion resound throughout the world once again!”

As the demon cultists with swords began to rush in, everyone tightly shut their eyes. And that was the moment.

“No! Why did you come here out of all the places and cause such a fuss, you damn bastards!”

A crooked and irritated voice burst out from among the crowd.