Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 445

#445

Taejonbirok Volume 18, Episode 20

Chapter 101: Lazy Man, Coincidentally (5)

“Crrrrr?”

The minions, who noticed the presence of Wei Yanho running towards them, all turned their heads.

“Ugh…….”

No matter how crazy you are, your instincts don't disappear. The madmen hesitated at the energy they felt from Wei Yanho's body.

But that was only for a moment.

“Kuaaaah!”

As if to prove that they were not crazy for nothing, the madmen began to run towards Wi Yeon-ho, screaming like screams.

“Huh?”

Wi Yeon-ho scoffed as if it was absurd.

“Are these things easy for me?”

It's not like I can just knock them all down. I can just beat them up and be done with it.

The reason I'm joking is because I can't just deal with them. Even if they're possessed by the spirit of the Zhu Hua clan, if I were to arrest the Sacheon Dang family's warriors like dogs, my future relationship with the Dang family would become ambiguous.

I can't help but sigh when I think of the face of the dark king, foaming at the mouth and raging.

I feel like I just want to blow it all away, regardless of the situation… … .

'My father will try to grind me.'

It seemed like that gentleman was determined. On a day like today, if I tried to be too pushy, I'd risk breaking my back. There was a big event coming up, so if possible, I'd better give him his way…

“Kaaaaaaah!”

“As adults think, Inma!”

Phew!

Wei Yanhu kicked one of the Tang family's soldiers high into the air without realizing it.

“Oh my, this isn’t it…….”

The mind may think this or that, but isn't the body always honest? Furthermore, Wei Yanho was a man whose body moved faster than his mind.

It's strange that I, a lazy person, reached a point where my body reacted automatically, but it was a natural progression as I responded to Baek Mu-han's educational policy that didn't discriminate between day and night.

And the price was, of course, as expected.

“Take it easy, Inma! Take it easy! Don’t you understand?”

Wi Yeon-ho's mouth popped out.

Wei Yanho suddenly stopped running and turned his head, shouting at Wei Jeonghan.

"Your child is fighting with some crazy guys with a knife. Is that what you say as a parent?"

“You seem to have a lot of free time, as if you have time to play with your tongue.”

“Eight! I’ll just get hit with a knife and lie down!”

“Go ahead. Do you think I don’t know that you’re the kind of person who would burst into tears at the slightest prick of a needle?”

"no way……."

That's right.

If he hadn't hated being hit in the first place, there would have been no reason to practice as Baek Muhan instructed. The second thing Wei Yanhu hated in the world was being slacked off and then being teased, and the first thing he hated was being hurt.

How frustrating it is to be sick.

Even in the most beautiful situation, lying in bed and rolling around comfortably, if you are sick, you cannot fully enjoy the situation.

“Ugh.”

Wi Yeon-ho licked his lips and turned his head.

Was it because I saw one of my colleagues fly away?

Even though the madness was over, the madmen were unable to easily attack Wi Yeon-ho, as they still had the brain to discern such things.

“That’s a problem.”

"omg!"

Wi Jeonghan turned around in surprise. Zhuge Liang, who had flown far away, had already come up to him.

“When did you come?”

Zhuge Liang flatly ignored Wei Zhenghan's words. Instead, he continued his explanation as if he had never been blown away.

“I thought I would completely lose my mind because of the madness, but… it seems I can still discern things.”

“Hmm?”

"If you have the intelligence to recognize that your opponent is stronger and know how to stop, you'll be more difficult to deal with. That means it's harder to trap them."

“That’s true too.”

Wi Jeong-han was involved with Zhuge Liang.

“The only good thing is that they can’t make good use of my ignorance.”

“What does that mean?”

"Don't put your hand in the dark pouch. It's a rule for a Sacheondangga warrior to have his right hand in the dark pouch when a battle breaks out."

At Zhuge Liang's words, Wi Jeonghan narrowed his eyes and stared at the madmen.

'indeed.'

The Sacheondang family's seasonal rituals were poison and secret weapons. If battle broke out, their first priority was to prepare to unleash their secret weapons. However, their hands weren't in the green pouches of secret weapons hanging from their waistbands.

'Are you saying that you've even forgotten your ignorance?'

I can't get a handle on it.

Does this mean that you have the intelligence to understand the enemy's strength, but you cannot utilize the martial arts you have acquired throughout your life?

“What value is there in a warrior who cannot use his knowledge?”

If I had only considered their appearance as a mere possession of a coin, these words would never have come out. It was a remark that seemed to grasp at a cloud, but Zhuge Liang calmly accepted his words, as if he fully understood Wei Zhenghan's intentions.

“But it seems to have other advantages.”

“Other advantages?”

"excuse me."

Wi Jeong-han's face hardened as he looked at the place where Zhuge Liang was pointing.

'That?'

A madman kicked by Wi Yeon-ho.

He saw clearly with his own eyes that he had fallen far away, and he was running towards Wei Yanhu with a frenzied momentum.

'It was definitely a good car.'

It wasn't fatal. Even Wi Jeong-han saw it clearly. But Wi Yeon-ho had decided to kick it. Even a common warrior would have been incapacitated for ten days by the shock, yet he ran back as if nothing had happened.

'Fuck.'

It was a sight I had seen many times somewhere.

Now his thoughts were moving beyond doubt to certainty.

“In other words…….”

"yes."

Zhuge Liang spoke firmly.

"I guess that means his body has become incredibly strong. And judging by the magical energy emanating from it, it's clear. That's…"

Zhuge Liang spoke with confidence.

“The symptoms are identical to those of those who took the Demonic Cult’s Explosion Supplement.”

Wi Yeon-ho frowned.

'This is really creepy.'

His respected(?) teacher instructed him never to show mercy to his opponents under any circumstances. His teacher taught that no matter what their circumstances or intentions, as long as they stand before him with weapons in hand, they are simply enemies.

Although Baek Mu-han was a man with no real merits, his teachings were every bit as precious as jade. Many of his words, which were dismissed as nonsense at the time, now seem to be true.

But this time, I couldn't keep my teacher's words at all.

'What should I do?'

Wi Yeon-ho couldn't help but worry.

In fact, he doesn't particularly enjoy killing. More accurately, he detests it. Killing people without reason was one of the things he hated most. His merciless deaths against those he perceived as murderers were a significant reflection of this tendency.

The problem is that subduing them without killing them is not that simple.

The madman's face was slightly distorted as he ran back.

This means he didn't land properly. If that's the case, then his face and neck took the full brunt of the impact. And yet, he still poses as if he's unharmed, threatening him.

Just looking at that, it's clear that cutting off a single limb won't stop them.

“Ugh.”

Wi Yeon-ho groaned.

'Can you call that an enemy?'

If they had stood before him now, determined to defeat Wei Yanhu, he wouldn't have hesitated for a moment. He was confident he could swing his sword with such precision, regardless of whether his head would be blown off or his spine broken.

But now, they had no "will." They simply had the instinct to devour everything around them. Taking their lives was, inevitably, a troubling prospect.

“Tsk.”

Wi Yeon-ho clicked his tongue lightly, turned his head, and shouted.

“Hey, scabbard!”

"yes?"

“Give me the scabbard!”

Wei Yanhu threw down the sword he was holding and accepted the scabbard thrown to him by Zhuge Liang.

“I’ve done everything I can to this point, so don’t blame me if I wake up later and find a few broken parts.”

Wi Yeon-ho, who had been infused with true energy, walked forward with a sword sheath that emitted a soft white light.

The deliberation was long, but the conclusion is simple. But we can't just leave them alone. If we put in enough effort and the results are bad, we have no choice but to accept the outcome. If we're unlucky, we'll die; if we're lucky, we'll survive.

Perhaps sensing the aura emanating from Wei Yanho's body, the madmen roared at him. However, unable to rush forward, they retreated hesitantly.

But that too for a moment.

“Kuaaaah!”

A scream like a terminal attack erupted, and the madmen began to charge at full speed towards Wei Yanhu.

It was a menacing gesture, like a beast galloping at full speed ahead of its prey. Wi Yeon-ho's eyes, watching the scene, grew cold and sank.

Magi.

A dark, subtle magic energy emanated from their bodies. Displeased by the intense sensation, Wei Yanho gripped his sword tightly.

Woof woof woof!

The scabbard trembled, as if unable to handle the excessive amount of energy injected. Wei Yanhu, holding the scabbard still as it fluttered like a live fish, thrust it forward.

Then he suddenly started running forward.

“Come on!”

As I struck the thigh of the rushing mine, its leg twisted in a strange direction and spun around in the air like a top.

“I, I……!”

The dark king, who came running late and saw what Wi Yeon-ho was doing, started foaming at the mouth.

“Eurachachacha!”

Wi Yeon-ho's sword flew through the air with great energy.

Puppup …

If anyone had heard, they would have thought it was a master drummer in high spirits. Had it been a dog, not a human, being struck, the chaos would have been so great that the open ark would have broken the pole.

You can't beat something more exciting than this.

But unfortunately, the one getting hit now is a person, and those who watch can only stamp their feet in pity.

'Wow, this is no joke.'

Even the most virtuous person was tempted.

Of course I know. As you can see, Wei Yanho's attacks aren't fatal. Rather, those flashy movements were intended to protect the opponent.

It is impossible to simply aim for only the vital points, and since you have to change the position of the sword depending on the opponent's resistance and aim for the places where they will not die as much as possible, it looks like swordsmanship.

But that is something that only those who can understand the true nature of that splendid herb can know, and at first glance… … .

“I, I, I…….”

“Kill them all! Kill them all!”

Those who were watching the situation were shocked and pointed their fingers at Wei Yanho's actions.

To those who do not have the ability to examine the inner workings of a herbivore, it only appears as Wei Yanho beating up the disciples of the Tang family like dogs just because he likes them.

Gulp.

The sound of swallowing saliva could be heard here and there.

furthermore…….

“Die! Die! Just die now!”

‘… … that crazy guy.’

Wi Jeong-han covered his face with a gloomy expression.