Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 392

#392

Taejonbirok Volume 16, Episode 17

Chapter 91: The Lazy Man on the Road (2)

“Those idiots.”

“…….”

Peng Do-geuk whined as he looked at Jang Il, who had all kinds of complaints and sullen expressions on his face.

“What else is the problem?”

"The problem? You're the problem. When something like this happens, we need to discuss it and find a solution. If you just say you're going to go your own way without saying anything, what does that leave me with?"

“I just didn’t want to waste any time.”

"waste?"

"Yes. No matter how much you resist, you'll eventually have to follow. Why waste your energy on that?"

“Hey, if we join forces to resist, who knows what might happen?”

"Humans learn through experience. So, have you ever successfully resisted even once?"

“……No.”

“That’s it.”

Peng Do-geuk looked at Jang Il with a pitiful expression.

"You need to stop that bad habit of always opposing everything. You need to take stock of the situation and then speak accordingly. How can you possibly reverse an order that came directly from the military?"

“……You, it seems like you’ve changed a bit as a person?”

“It has changed.”

Peng Do-geuk clicked his tongue.

“I can’t stay discouraged forever.”

Peng Do-geuk shrugged.

The world is full of monsters.

Normally, one would feel discouraged when confronted with an enemy they simply couldn't keep up with, but Peng Do-geuk thought the opposite. The differences between them and their peers, the absurdities within their own family, that had plagued them so far, were trivial matters.

With Wei Yanho right in front of him, what if there's someone stronger than him? And the Demonic Cult might invade? So what does it matter how he's treated within the family?

They say that if you turn your head, you will find peace, and that was exactly right.

After going through so much, everything he had worried and worried about seemed pointless.

“So you’re saying you’ll follow me?”

“I have to go.”

Peng Do-geuk said with confidence.

“Because there is a road there.”

"road?"

Peng Do-geuk nodded quietly.

“I will follow Wei Yanhu. Not by my father’s command, but of my own free will.”

“……Are you in your right mind?”

"Of course it'll be harsh. The wind blows hard around him. But…"

Peng Do-geuk clenched his fist slightly.

There were experiences I couldn't possibly experience even after a lifetime of training. And there were also those who filled in the gaps I couldn't fill even after a lifetime of training.

“If you stick by his side, you’ll become stronger. That’s enough.”

“Amitabha.”

It wasn't easy to figure out what Musan was thinking from his face as he quietly muttered his displeasure.

“The poet’s words are correct.”

“Even the middle class?”

"The times have already reached a point where they're beyond control. No matter how hard you try to escape, it will never change. So, perhaps it's necessary to surrender to the current."

“Those crazy guys.”

Jang Il could not understand their thinking at all.

When a typhoon blows, you should run in the opposite direction, instead of rushing into the typhoon.

“And it’s not something you can avoid even if you try to avoid it in the first place.”

“Ugh.”

Jang Il covered his face with both hands and trembled.

Why is that damn guy suddenly biting them?

“Still, I think it’s fortunate.”

“Thank goodness?”

"okay."

A hint of joy appeared on Peng Do-geuk's face.

"To be honest, I was following along at my father's orders, but I was also worried that Wei Yanho might be bothering us. Looking at it objectively, it wasn't really helping."

“……That’s true.”

It was a miserable reality that I wanted to turn away from.

The world Wei Yanho inhabited was too high-level for them to even consider. There was no need to mention Gwangmu-ryang or Gwangma. Even Dongchang's eunuch was a formidable opponent for them.

If they had gone to the palace without Wi Yeon-ho, far from preventing the treason, they would have been executed as traitors by now. It was Wi Yeon-ho who solved those countless cases by pulling them apart by the hair. Not them.

"But if you insist on taking us with you, doesn't that mean you consider us your companions, even if we're a burden? That's something we should be grateful for."

“……Is that something to be thankful for?”

"of course."

This guy must have lost his mind too.

Jang Il couldn't help but ponder seriously. Were only people like Wei Yanho flocking to Wei Yanho, or would even sane people end up like him if they were around him?

“I’m having a hard time because of you?”

“Aren’t you getting stronger thanks to this?”

“Is everything okay if I just become stronger?”

“Then what else does a drone need?”

Jang Il was speechless.

'Ah, these guys think differently than I do.'

Unlike him, who had acquired a more human-like mindset through handling information, these guys were born martial artists. Naturally, martial artists take it for granted that they become stronger through hardship. No, rather than taking it for granted, they're a strange group that considers it a given.

In order to become stronger, they don't hesitate to fall off cliffs, and they undergo hellish training that an ordinary person wouldn't be able to endure for even a day while smiling. That's what makes them strong.

'I should have thought of that… … .'

Jang-il clutched his head.

The very attempt to talk to these people was a mistake.

“Stop talking nonsense and get ready quickly.”

“…….”

"hurry."

Jang-il stood up from his seat with his shoulders slumped.

“Oh, and…….”

Peng Do-geuk spoke in a voice dripping with cold air.

“The military officer told me to keep a close eye on you, so don’t even think about running away.”

“…….”

There was no one on his side in the world.

“What a fucking world.”

I wish it would just collapse.

But the sky, far from falling, was so bright it almost felt melancholic. Looking at the azure, cloudless sky, my heart ached.

Jang Il looked up at the sky with a face that looked like tears were about to fall, then turned his head slightly.

The guy who created this whole situation was there.

“Brother, take care on your way back.”

“What a long way to go.”

“……Don’t get hurt.”

“I told you so.”

Wei Yanho waved his hand with a very annoyed expression on his face.

Kuuung!

Then, Wei Jeonghan's iron fist flew at Wei Yanho's head.

“What kind of reaction is that to a younger sibling who is worried about her older brother!”

“Ah! Why! I already answered everything!”

“I’m telling you to answer politely! Be polite!”

“I’m your older brother!”

Jang-il shook his head.

'When will things get back to normal in that house?'

It was a long day, with no prospect of ever marrying again. Sometimes, that made me feel depressed, but looking at that family somehow brought me peace.

Rather than getting married and ending up like that, it's better to live alone.

Although Wi Jeong-han was pressuring Wi Yeon-ho, Wi Yeon-ho was also paying attention. Unlike his usual self, he was answering questions regularly.

My eldest brother, who had set out on a journey with me, had been dragged off to the Demonic Cult. Meanwhile, my youngest brother was also planning a long journey, so I couldn't help but worry.

Wi Yeon-ho, aware of this fact, responded to Wei Su-ryeon's every word, attempting to reassure her. The effect was utterly ineffective.

“Don’t worry. I’ll go with you.”

"yes."

Wi Jeong-han sighed as he looked at the dead grass.

“Can I follow you too?”

“It is a very dangerous mission.”

"still……."

“If you follow me too, who will be with your mother?”

At those words, Wei Su-ryeon also nodded.

If we're going to be honest, the person who suffered the most was probably Han Sang-ah. I couldn't leave her alone.

“Please take good care of your mother.”

“Don’t worry, Dad.”

Wi Jeong-han held Wi Su-ryeon's hand tightly.

Then he looked at Han Sang-ah, who was in a daze.

Han Sang-ah looked like she had lost her luster. I knew I should be by her side, but…

'We'll just be hurt together.'

If he truly cared about Han Sang-ah, he shouldn't be comforting her; he should be seeking out Wi San-ho as soon as possible. Knowing this, Wi Jeong-han was able to be resolute.

“Ivory, please wait a moment. I will definitely resolve this situation.”

Han Sang-ah nodded without shedding a single tear. Her lips were slightly chapped, and her complexion was pale. Just looking at her face, one could tell how much emotional pain she was currently suffering.

But she never showed any sign of it.

Now, she knows how much of a burden it is for Wi Jeong-han to see her showing her sadness.

“Don’t overdo it.”

"ivory……."

"Coral is a thoughtful child. He'll come back once he learns the truth."

Wi Jeong-han closed his eyes.

I guess so.

That will be the case.

Because the coral is their child.

But there was one thing Han Sang-ah didn't know. No matter how exceptional Wi San-ho's abilities, the Demonic Cult wasn't an easy place to be. Even if he tried to escape on his own, if they tried to detain him, there would be no way out.

Han Sang-ah knew about Wi San-ho's birth, but she didn't know about the existence of Ma-hyeol.

“Yes, that’s our child.”

Wi Jeong-han hid his feelings with those words.

When Wi Jeong-han, who had been quietly embracing Han Sang-ah, turned around, Kwon Geuk and Shin Gi-su were standing there.

“Take care on your way back.”

"yes."

“Something is not normal.”

“……I know very well.”

We've already heard why the Dark King asked them for help, and what they should do when they get there.

But more importantly than anything else… … .

“When are you leaving?”

“…….”

It was a matter of preventing that damn son from causing an accident.

“Look here, Jeonghan.”

"yes."

“Come here for a moment.”

The detective dragged him to a place where his voice could not be heard by people.

“This mission is a little different from what you thought.”

"yes?"

“Right now, you’re probably thinking that you have to somehow suppress that bastard and come back without incident, right?”

“Isn’t it?”

The new detective smiled meaningfully.

"You should tell others that. That way, you can justify your intentions. That little rascal will spread the word. But the original mission is different."

Looking at the suspicious face of Wi Jeong-han, Shin Gi-su said meaningfully.

“Listen carefully. If Wei Yanho tries to cause an accident, do not stop him under any circumstances.”

"……yes?"

“To be precise, just pretend to stop it. And then just let Yeonho do whatever he wants.”

“Uh, why?”

"That way, even the Cheon Iryeon guys will know. What kind of monsters are out there? You have to experience something to know. You have to experience it."

Wi Jeong-han, who understood what the new investigator was saying, turned his head slightly to look at Wi Yeon-ho. Then he turned again to look at the new investigator.

“It’s a very difficult mission. One…….”

The corners of Wi Jeong-han's mouth slightly curled upward. He smiled meaningfully and chuckled.

“I think it will be a really good experience, either way.”

What Jeongmu-maeng went through… no, what Cheon Ui-ryeon went through must be experienced as well.

Wi Jeong-han received the important order to make the typhoon called Wi Yeon-ho land on Cheon I-ryeon.

“I believe you will do well.”

Of course I could do it well.

Of course.