Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 449

#449

Taejonbirok Volume 18, Episode 24

Chapter 102: The Lazy Runs In (4)

“Doubt…….”

It was a very difficult word.

If there was anything suspicious, there was no reason to keep quiet until now. What was most pressing right now wasn't Wei Zhenghan. It was the Tang family, whose children were falling apart.

But would it be possible to leave something suspicious unattended until now?

Wi Jeong-han added, as if he knew the feelings of the party.

"It's hard to believe, but the Demonic Cult seems to have figured out a way to forcibly inject the Explosion Corps into their target. The effects aren't instantaneous, but rather seem to be gradual."

Dangcheon-gun's face became serious.

The phrase 'not immediate but gradual' means that there may be people whose symptoms are still progressing.

"And it seems he has no symptoms. Otherwise, he wouldn't have noticed the changes in his behavior if he were experiencing the onset of a coin possession."

"hmm……."

Everyone nodded as if it made sense.

"When symptoms appear, you lose your senses and become violent for a while. Then, eventually, the possession becomes so severe that you lose consciousness and collapse. The biggest problem here is…"

Wi Jeong-han said with a groan.

“It’s resonance.”

"resonance?"

"Yes, that's exactly right. Everyone's martial arts level is different. So, the timing of their seizures should also vary. However, the previous seizure and this one—both occurred simultaneously. It seems that when someone starts having a seizure, those around them who are at a suitable level of maturity will also experience one."

“Fuck.”

Dangcheon-gun rubbed his face.

The more they talk about it, the more it reminds them of how dire their situation is.

“What on earth is the principle?”

“I don’t know for sure, but since all those possessed by madness are emitting magical energy, I suspect that magical energy is acting as a medium.”

“Magi…….”

At that moment, Tang Cheon-gun opened his mouth with a terrified expression on his face.

“Wait a minute. If that’s true, then that’s a big problem!”

"yes?"

“If the seizures are caused by magic, doesn’t that mean that those with problems could collectively experience seizures the moment they encounter the demonic cult?”

"……ah!"

Even the wise man, who hadn't thought of that, couldn't help but be flustered.

'What on earth am I supposed to do with this?'

I thought it was the worst. I thought I had hit rock bottom.

But beneath the floor was a basement.

“I need to contact the Political Alliance.”

“Are you saying you haven’t contacted me yet?”

"No. I think he'll have to come. I'll bring the old man, the new investigator."

Dangcheon-gun let out a sigh.

'Where on earth are you going?'

The dark clouds that had been gathering over the party showed no sign of dissipating.

***

While the Tang family was facing a dark cloud, Wei Yanhu was facing a different crisis.

“What about you, sister?”

Dori dori.

“…….”

There is something like that.

The atmosphere of the Tang family has been shattered, and the father is running around frantically trying to prevent the crisis in Gangho…

'What does that have to do with me?'

It's not that I didn't have the will.

The Central Plains are like a large ship. When the waves are calm, people might argue and fight, or even sneak aboard from a corner. But when the waves get rough and the ship threatens to capsize, everyone, regardless of gender, must jump out and help the ship.

As one of the people on board the great ship known as the Central Plains, Wei Yanho naturally had the will to prevent it from capsizing. If it capsized, everyone would die, so he couldn't just say, "I'm too lazy to just die," right?

The problem is that no one needs Wei Yanho now.

From Wi Jeong-han's perspective, Wi Yeon-ho was a very troublesome son of a bitch.

Just looking at it makes me sick, so I want to shove it in a corner, but when I actually do, my stomach hurts. Who would be happy to see their child lying there, leaving marks on the bed, while their father runs around like crazy?

Realistically, letting a talent like Wi Yeon-ho languish in idleness was a waste of the Central Plains. This is my opinion, not as a father, but as a martial artist.

The problem is that Wei Yanho is a guy who is useless unless he is a fighter.

The plan to unleash Wei Yanhu like a hunting dog to make Cheon Yi-ryeon feel the power of the Jeongmu Alliance deep within his bones has already collapsed. The situation has devolved into a direction where it's impossible to exert any pressure on the Tang family.

Wei Yanho, who was undeterred by dirty words but still threatening, has lost his value as a hunting dog. If his master is good, he will live a life of adoration. If he is bad, he will be thrown into the cauldron. However, Wei Jeonghan, who acts as Wei Yanho's master(?), has chosen neither option. How could he care for Wei Yanho when he himself is so out of his mind?

As a result, Wei Yanhu was left in the room again.

Up to that point, even Wi Yeon-ho was satisfied with the result.

He was already aware that he didn't have much time left to relax. Regardless of what happened, it wasn't his role to think, so he needed to let go and rest while he could.

They said that the Thousand-Yi-Lian-Ju or whatever was coming, but that's something to think about when the time comes. There's no way I could say I knew it was coming in advance.

So now it's time to rest comfortably… … .

“……Don’t you know where he went?”

Nod.

Wei Yanho shuddered as he looked at the small creature in front of him.

'inconvenient.'

Even in the martial world, those who could cause Wei Yanhu discomfort were now rare. Wei Yanhu, who had shown his courage even in front of the emperor, could possibly be uncomfortable?

However, even Wei Yanho couldn't help but flinch before the puppy-like gaze, completely free of coercion and intimidation. And wasn't there a subtle hint of admiration in those eyes?

'It's uncomfortable!'

The gazes directed at Wei Yanho are fundamentally filled with irritation. That's understandable, but it's even stranger to expect kindness from someone who slacks off.

Wi Yeon-ho had no complaints about it either. In fact, he took it for granted. It was something he had to accept to live a lazy life.

So uncomfortable.

Such admiring gazes didn't suit him. Just as someone who'd lived a life of vegetables would experience stomachache after eating meat for the first time, Wei Yanho couldn't help but feel burdened by the blind, benevolent gaze he'd never received before.

“Hey, have you eaten?”

Moreover, he had never had the experience of conversing with a woman much younger than himself. He had a younger sister, Wei Shulian, but her personality was completely different from that girl's. Furthermore, the age difference between them wasn't that great.

'What should I do?'

It was a moment when I began to resent Wooil for leaving his younger brother behind and so abruptly leaving him behind. Of course, Wooil didn't know anyone in the family, and as an uninvited guest, he couldn't possibly leave Soryeogun in charge.

Wi Yeon-ho sat up, his voice heavy.

'It's impossible.'

He desperately wanted to rest, but he had to admit it. With that child present, it was impossible for Wei Yanho to rest comfortably. Sleeping on a hot iron plate seemed more comfortable.

So what should we do?

Wi Yeon-ho had no choice but to make a big decision.

“Want to go for a walk?”

Snap.

At the word “walk,” Soryeogun’s ears perked up.

'It's like a puppy.'

Objectively, Soryeo was quite cute, even though she was skinny from not eating properly. Not as a woman, but as a child. It was like looking at a puppy in the rain.

Even Wei Yanhu, with his gluttonous appetite, would have offered food to Soryeogun without hesitation if he had it in his hand right now. This makes him willing to offer food he wouldn't even yield to Wei Shulian.

"go?"

Soryeo-gun nodded vigorously.

Wi Yeon-ho sighed deeply and got up from his seat.

'It's wrong to rest comfortably anyway.'

Are you lying uncomfortably or walking comfortably?

For Wei Yanho, this was the most difficult challenge of all, but he came to a conclusion surprisingly quickly. If he couldn't decide, someone else could.

Since Soryeo-gun had decided to go out, Wi Yeon-ho simply had to follow Soryeo-gun's decision.

"let's go."

Wi Yeon-ho, dressed in layers, trudged toward the door. Soryeo-gun seemed to hesitate for a moment, then quickly ran to Wi Yeon-ho's side.

'It really looks like a puppy.'

What they do is the same.

When I suggested we go for a walk, his body started twitching. If that butt had a tail, it would be swaying violently from side to side by now.

It was a strange feeling.

As I opened the door and went outside, the servants who had been guarding the place bowed their heads in greeting.

“I’ll be back in a bit, so eat.”

“Yes, sir.”

A great person, a great person… … .

Wi Yeon-ho couldn't help but chuckle.

Since when has he been a great man?

So I didn't even know that people had to get ahead.

Wi Yeon-ho, who came out with Soryeo-gun, looked around.

“Hmm.”

I've finally gotten out, but I don't know where to go. There are many places in the party that I can't go. I want to just storm in, regardless of the ban, but in this tense atmosphere, I prefer not to get into trouble.

If you cause an accident at a time like this, the powerful will come after you foaming at the mouth and threaten to kill you.

“You’re so annoying.”

There was no one in sight.

It seemed to clearly show how serious a crisis the Sacheon Party is currently facing.

“Still, that’s true.”

Wi Yeon-ho clicked his tongue.

What difference does it make if you stay locked inside like that?

This isn't some kind of infectious disease, so how can it be solved by not meeting people?

If even the party that should be the most rational in this regard showed this kind of behavior, it was clear as day what would happen when this situation spread to the central region.

“It’s definitely not an ordinary thing…….”

But worrying about it wouldn't change anything. Wei Yanho decided to just ignore it.

The question is where to go now… … .

At that moment, a person caught Wei Yanhu's eye. He tilted his head as he saw a familiar figure trudging towards him.

“What are you doing?”

“I want to ask you something.”

Who will suffer the most when people disappear from the streets?

Wi Yeon-ho now knew the answer. The beggars who couldn't get food would suffer the most. Perhaps that's why Jang Il had a sour expression on his face.

“I have to go out for a bit.”

"why?"

"I guess I should stop by the Saint's Beggar's Den. I don't have much to do here, so I need to gather some information from outside."

“Are there beggar’s dens in the city too?”

“Do you think there is a place without openness?”

“The devil’s cult?”

“……That, that’s right.”

Jang-il, who tried to hit Wi Yeon-ho but ended up getting hit instead, looked at Wi Yeon-ho with a trembling face.

“Where are you going?”

“Beggar’s hole.”

"……huh?"

“I’m going to go play in a beggar’s den.”

“…….”

Jang Il covered his face as he watched Wi Yeon-ho, who was bored but had a good expression on his face.

It's ruined.

I'm screwed.