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Taejonbirok Volume 16, Episode 16
Chapter 91: The Lazy Man on the Road (1)
“Is this Cheon Iryeon?”
"yes."
The lighthouse began to growl.
"That guy kept calling Do-geuk a water ghost, but if you really think about it, he was the real water ghost. No matter where we went, if he felt even the slightest inconvenience, he wouldn't leave us behind."
“Wasn’t it impossible for Your Majesty to be separated from the Gwanghwimujeon, even if it was because of an order?”
“Of course it is! But that’s true!”
Gwanggu Shingae spoke as if he was being unfairly treated.
“Following Wei Yanho doesn’t mean that I have to do the mission he’s assigned to me!”
“……That’s true.”
"I thought I could just follow him around, but wherever he goes, it's like this, so how could it not be upsetting? To the Imperial Palace! To the Demonic Cult! What? Cheon Ui-ryeon?"
Even though it had already been several decades, Gwanggu Shingae's anger from that day seemed to have not subsided at all.
"Besides, there's no way he'd ever return quietly! Who would have imagined that such a terrible thing would happen in the palace he followed?"
“Calm down.”
“Ugh.”
The Gwanggu Shingae shook its head.
"Looking back, that guy ruined my life. If it weren't for him, I would have just lived a quiet, happy life."
“That doesn’t really concern me.”
“……You, you’re so cold-hearted.”
“Saga is originally like that.”
Saga, who had neatly cut out the useless talk, spoke in a slightly stiff voice.
“But that’s surprising. That the Lord of Light and Power accepted that offer.”
“You didn’t think I’d go?”
“Yes. The Lord of Light is so…… um…….”
“Because you’re lazy?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
Gwanggu Shingae clicked his tongue.
"If he were a normal guy, he'd probably make a fuss and try to avoid going. But as you know, this isn't normal."
“Yes, that’s right.”
Even if he was a great man, he couldn't afford to be lazy. How could he be lazy when his brother had been dragged into the Demonic Cult?
"Even he knew he couldn't move at that point. Those who know Wei Yanho believe he's incredibly impulsive and moves without a plan, but the one I've seen is incredibly clever."
"That's certainly true. And it's not like a fool can play that role. To acquire a certain level of ignorance, you definitely need a certain level of intelligence."
“That’s right. But because he’s such a person, people tend to make mistakes.”
Gwanggu Shingae's face looked a little bitter.
"You probably realized then that you couldn't do anything by just moving. But that doesn't mean you can just sit back and do nothing. You have to move to make things even a little better."
“……That’s right.”
"however……."
The man with the muzzle covered his face.
“If you’re going to die, die alone… Why are you clinging to me, that’s what I’m saying.”
“…….”
The atmosphere suddenly became gloomy.
***
Did you hate Cheon Iryeon that much?
I don't like it.
Of course I don't like it.
But it's not simply because I dislike Cheon Iryeon. After all, it's a place where people live. Even though the relationship with Jeongmu Alliance wasn't good, it wasn't to the point where they were turning their swords against each other.
I, too, am a human in the martial arts world, and sometimes I need to know how to walk into enemy territory with a smile. I understand that, that's what I'm saying.
huh?
So what's the problem?
Hey, can you get into the oil bath?
Yeah, I can go in there too.
But you… …can you go into the oil bath with a fire in your hand?
Can't you do it?
That's what I'm saying!
Even the Heavenly Lovers aren't all the same. If you go with someone else, it's Heavenly Lovers, but if you go with Wi Yeon-ho, it's not Heavenly Lovers, it's hell.
huh?
Then where is a good place to go with that guy?
……uh?
***
bang!
Jang Il swallowed his tears as he watched the door fly away.
'Does that guy have a grudge against the door?'
Unless you died from being crushed by a door in your past life, why do you keep kicking in perfectly good doors? What are you going to do with your hands?
Well, that could be the case.
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This door wasn't something he'd purchased with his own money. The bastard's incomprehensible, oversized liver, which allowed him to vandalize property in the political alliance, was bizarre.
The problem was the face of Wei Yanho who came in through the door.
“……Did you eat something wrong?”
How can a human face be so grotesque?
Looking at his face, a strange mixture of anger, irritation, annoyance, and spite, I felt my skin tremble. There was no way a guy with that expression could have brought good news.
“Get ready.”
“Huh?”
“Get ready.”
“……I wish you could explain it so I can understand what you’re talking about.”
Wi Yeon-ho calmly answered Jang Il's words mixed with a sigh.
“Since it has come to this, I will go to Cheon Iryeon!”
“Stop shouting so loudly, you crazy bastard!”
Jang Il unknowingly threw the pillow. But Wi Yeon-ho, as if accustomed to such throwing attacks these days, simply swatted the pillow away.
“Cheon Iryeon? What the hell is that?”
"sputum."
"who?"
“My grandfather was a military man.”
“……Ugh.”
I suddenly felt like I couldn't breathe.
'No, why is that guy doing something like this again!'
Even just the Wei Yanho alone is difficult to handle, so why are you pouring in support fire from behind?
“You told me to take you with me?”
"no."
Wi Yeon-ho shook his head calmly.
“He just told me to go.”
“But why me!”
“He told me to take some smart guys with me.”
“…….”
Jang-il's eyes began to wander. He needed to get out of this situation quickly. If he let this drag on even a little longer, he'd be forced to follow Cheon I-ryeon.
“When, when is the deadline?”
“I’m sorry.”
“……What about the sword ghost?”
“Where did you hear the news? You’re already preparing.”
“These crazy guys.”
Jang-il wiped his eyes without realizing it.
It feels like there are no allies anywhere in the world.
Even if we join forces to fight back, it won't be enough. What? Prepare? Voluntarily?
'I'd rather bite the sword and fall down.'
There are many ways to die in this world. How many of them could be less painful? Of all the ways, why choose the horrific and foolish option of going to Cheon Eui-ryeon with Wi Yeon-ho?
“……I, I won’t be of much help.”
"know."
Wi Yeon-ho nodded as if it was obvious.
"But, what can I do? There's no one here who can really help, and I feel uneasy about leaving you behind."
“Why does it feel awkward? Why!”
“But how much time have we spent together? We’re colleagues.”
“You rotten comrade! Who is your comrade! You crazy bastard!”
“I’m embarrassed.”
“What’s so embarrassing about being embarrassed? I’m not going!”
"really?"
"of course!"
Wi Yeon-ho chuckled.
“Are you going to go?”
“I won’t go even if I die, Inmaaaaaaa!”
Jang Il's scream, filled with his soul, shook the Jeongmu League.
“What, Inma?”
“…….”
Tears welled up in Jang Il's eyes.
There are people in this world you can deal with, and there are people you can't deal with.
What's truly unfortunate from his perspective is that the person before him is one of the most difficult people in the world to deal with. It wouldn't be him, it would be anyone.
Even if the king had come, it would be difficult to protest in this situation.
That would be the case, because the person who was openly frowning in front of him right now was none other than Shin Gi-su.
“Aren’t you going?”
“……That’s not it, sir.”
“What do you mean, no?”
“That, that is…….”
Cold sweat began to run down Jang Il's forehead.
'Why are you doing this to me!'
I couldn't help but feel wronged.
Is it really necessary to go to the military just because he refuses to follow Wi Yeon-ho to Cheon I-ryeon? It's not like the Jeongmu Alliance will collapse just because he refuses to go.
Jang Il's face distorted as he saw Wi Yeon-ho smirking beside him.
'The most lethal and dirty guy in the world.'
How could the guy who is the best reviewer in the world, no, it's embarrassing to call him that anymore, run out and stab him without even hearing a single word?
And what about the soldier who got angry and called him out for stabbing him?
'I'm delusional. I'm delusional.'
If the political alliance was functioning properly, this would never have happened.
“So why aren’t you going?”
“That, that’s it, sir.”
"why?"
“……No. I think I……”
"why?"
“I don’t think it will be of much help even if I go…….”
"why?"
“…….”
Oh, this guy is not a person who can communicate well either.
Why is it so hard to find someone in this world who understands?
The new detective said, glaring at Jang Il.
"I clearly told Wei Yanho to choose someone to accompany me to Cheon Iryeon. In other words, Wei Yanho's words were my orders. But you refused my order?"
“Is that really that much of a leap?”
“I guess I’ll have to ask about openness.”
“Eek!”
When the word openness came up, Jang Il was startled.
If Wang Beggar found out about this, he'd try to kill him. The thought of being struck like a dog on a lucky day by Wang Beggar's special club made him feel all his blood drain from his veins.
“Hey, you can just settle it nicely. Is there really a need to go that far?”
“Shut up, you son of a bitch!”
“Even if you help me, it’s chaos!”
Help me?
Someone help someone!
If only I could bite that sly face off. If the new investigator hadn't been right in front of me, I would have rushed at him, regardless of whether he was broken or not.
“Yeonho.”
"yes?"
“You go out for a moment.”
"yes."
As Wi Yeon-ho went out obediently, Detective Shin Gi-su looked at Jang-il with a stern face and said.
“I fully understand the burden you are under.”
“…….”
“But the bottom line is the same: You must follow through.”
“Oh, why?”
“Then who will control them?”
“Control?”
Jang-il opened his eyes wide.
Control.
What kind of nonsense is this?
It's more realistic for a puppy to drive a tiger. Who controls whom? It's better if they don't get killed.
“Above, isn’t there a great swordsman?”
“Jeonghan?”
“Yes. I mean the Great Swordsman.”
The new detective's face distorted.
"If I had to pick one biggest mistake of my life, it would be living my life thinking he was a normal human being. I didn't realize he was the father of that son, or rather, the son of that …
“…….”
“We’ll send him here to be tortured, but we also need someone to watch him to make sure he doesn’t cause any trouble.”
"How can I do that! Me! Isn't there anyone else? Someone who can control the Great Hyup?"
“Do you think so?”
“…….”
Jang Il was speechless.
Controlling the weak?
who?
'There's no answer, really.'
Even the elders of the most prestigious sects wouldn't be able to handle it; someone of the highest rank would have to emerge. But even that elder seemed unlikely to be able to control Wei Zhenghan. It was the same in the past, and now that Wei Yanhu is running wild, who could possibly control the Guangdong Wei family?
“Sir.”
"huh?"
“I think there is one person who is just right for the job.”
“Who is it?”
“……Are you very busy these days?”
“Stop rolling your eyes and go get ready.”
Jang Il finally burst into tears.