Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 471

#471

Taejonbirok Volume 19, Episode 21

Chapter 107: The Lazy Man Suggests (1)

“You’re taking it? The Explosives?”

“That wasn’t my opinion…….”

Even the always confident Gwanggu Shingae trailed off, as if this was a bit unusual.

“No, common sense….”

Saga glared.

"If someone who's survived poison once, does that increase their chances of survival if they take it again? The chances of dying increase. The Explosion Group isn't the kind of poison that creates resistance."

“I told you not to criticize me. I stopped you.”

Gwanggu Shingae made a series of excuses.

"But what do you want me to do when that crazy guy is determined to push ahead? It's probably the same now, but back then, I was powerless to stop him."

“Even so, isn’t this a bit harsh? It’s a matter of life and death.”

“That’s true, but…….”

Gwanggu Shingae trailed off.

"It was a matter of life and death for everyone. If we failed to resolve it, the world of martial arts would be swept away."

“I understand. But….”

Saga sighed.

Studying history, we see countless instances of the minority sacrificing for the majority. When the minority sacrifices voluntarily, heroes emerge. However, when the minority sacrifices are coerced, it's not right.

Anyone can do that.

Who would readily agree to the statement that you must die now to save the majority? Those who can do so are truly remarkable. Those who cannot do so are not worthy of criticism.

“So, did Cheon Iryeonju accept the offer?”

“He ran away.”

“…….”

"That gentleman has a rather honest and fiery side. Plus, his obsession with life is incredible. He couldn't openly leave the family out of respect, but he fought desperately to avoid it."

“If a person refuses like that, you have to let them go.”

“Right. Yeah, that’s right. That’s what I had to do….”

Gwanggu Shingae smiled awkwardly.

“Everyone tried to do that. But there was one guy who just wouldn’t give up.”

“……It’s Wei Yanhu.”

"There's no way there's another guy with such thick skin in the world. He clung to me like a leech and persuaded me."

“Was it really persuasive?”

“……Let’s say that’s true.”

Saga closed his eyes.

It's obvious even without looking.

To put it nicely, it might have been persuasion, but ultimately, it was no different from intimidation. Given what we've heard of the Gwanghwimujon's personality, he would have used a subtle mix of threats and persuasion to influence people.

Because he is a person who will still remain.

“Anyway, I guess it was resolved in the end.”

“Huh? What does that mean?”

"It was a big deal. If it had really blown up, Shin-gae and I wouldn't be talking right now. In the end, it was all resolved, wasn't it?"

Gwanggu Shingae smiled bitterly.

"If you look at the results, I guess that's what it's like. But if you look at the process, you can't necessarily say that."

“What do you mean?”

A bitter look appeared on Gwanggu Shingae's face.

“Everyone was too relaxed.”

"……yes?"

“You’re a historian, aren’t you? Then you know what I mean.”

Saga's face hardened at Gwanggu Shingae's words.

“It’s a start.”

“That’s right.”

The Gwanggu Shingae quietly turned its head. A red sunset was visible outside the window on one side of the hut.

I'm talking about a sunset as red as blood.

"I thought I was prepared. I thought I was prepared. But I wasn't. I only realized it after it happened."

* * *

No one knows what they haven't experienced.

Since you are a history student, you know that when you look back at history, there are things that are completely incomprehensible.

There are those who, despite the obvious consequences, fail to prepare and suffer the consequences. They must have known it would happen, yet strangely, they remain complacent and suffer the consequences.

And then later generations will point fingers at you and call you stupid.

But isn't it a bit strange?

They are people who left their names in history.

Considering that history is about recording the center of the world, they can never be stupid. In fact, they're incredibly intelligent.

The very act of determining the fate of a nation is beyond the reach of ordinary people. It's something only those who have passed the rigorous process of qualification and attained high office can achieve. It's a position reserved for the most gifted individuals of our time.

But it's strange.

Looking back through history, we see countless times that even the smartest people made foolish decisions. And it's not just because they knew the outcome in advance. They probably knew what the outcome would be if they continued on their path.

Why do you think so?

You don't know?

I didn't know that either.

Before you experience it yourself, that is.

When people feel like they're in danger, they start to feel a strange sense of anticipation.

The anticipation that something will definitely happen, but not yet. I don't know if I should call it anticipation. Maybe it's just a wish?

Anyway, that's what happened.

That's what I was like back then.

Even though I was certain something big was about to happen, I didn't think it was yet. I believed I'd have a little more time to prepare.

It's foolish to say that.

* * *

“Think again.”

“Ugh.”

“This is quite important.”

“Ugh.”

“If you do well, you might become a hero whose name will go down in history.”

Your name will be remembered in history.

But what good is leaving your name in history after you die?

Moreover, this guy seems to have no understanding at all, but even if he leaves his name in history, it will ultimately only serve to embellish his achievements.

'Be a little more aware of your own position!'

History tends to revolve around the victors. And this guy was likely to be the victor of future generations.

The moment they were defeated by the Demonic Cult, there would be no winners, and if they were not defeated by the Demonic Cult, it was clear that the next generation would be ruled by the three characters of Wei Yanhu.

But what?

Leave your name in history?

'It won't be my name that will shine, but yours.'

And even if this work were entirely the work of the Spinal Cord, it would still be a disservice. There's no honor worth risking your life for.

That's why Suk Soo-kwang kept his mouth shut.

'I want to run away.'

I wanted to get out of here right away and run away until I couldn't see that damn kid, but that would definitely ruin the reputation I'd built up as a spinal cannon.

That's why the spinal cord chose silence.

But that wicked man never let go of anyone he'd once bitten. He was a truly stubborn man.

“Think again.”

“……I said I already came to a conclusion.”

“Hey, you can’t do that.”

When Wi Yeon-ho clicked his tongue, Wi Jeong-han coughed in vain.

“Ahem, Yeonho.”

"yes?"

"Forcing someone to do something they don't want isn't right, right? It's time to stop here and find another way…"

“Why isn’t it right? This is the right thing to do.”

“Huh?”

Wi Yeon-ho said, frowning.

“It’s for the good of the people.”

“……Kangho is important, but I am also important.”

"That's something only savages would say. Those in positions of power or those who have earned a living in the martial world are different. To put it bluntly, they haven't been living in luxury all this time, living off the money others have contributed."

“…….”

"People who can't even raise a single ear of rice live their lives boasting about how skilled they are with a sword. But whose money is it? Why are they giving it to us? We give money to protect us in times like these. When times are good, we enjoy it, but when crisis strikes, we only think about ourselves. How shameless is that?"

The spine light's body gradually shrank.

That's not exactly wrong.

The Cheon Il-ryeon collects tributes from a vast number of people in Sacheon. While it also receives support from businesses and sects, its primary source of income is the so-called "seat rent."

The fees are collected under the pretext of protecting them in times of crisis.

Even though it wasn't a situation where an enemy was invading, this was still a crisis. And yet, are we turning a blind eye to it?

There is definitely a problem.

"That doesn't mean we won't solve the problem. We're just trying to find another way."

“Another way?”

Wi Yeon-ho snorted.

“Two of the smartest people in the Jegal family are here, and yet they’ve been catching flies since a while ago. Is there another way?”

The blade that was stabbing the spine of the sword stabbed Zhuge Liang and Zhuge Yan.

'No, why is the arrow suddenly coming here!'

'That rotten bastard!'

As the people's gazes gathered, Zhuge Yan and Zhuge Liang began to pretend not to know anything.

It was difficult to deal with the sudden arrows. Why would he suddenly attack here after being so good at stabbing the spine? Besides, this side had been subtly expressing its intention to side with the Guangdong Wei family for a long time.

“Even if resonance returns, there is no solution, so what courage do you have to find another solution?”

“……It might not be exactly that way. For example, maybe the party finds a cure.”

“What the heck?”

Wi Yeon-ho's gaze turned to Dangcheon-gun.

'That bastard is great!'

Dangcheon-gun turned his gaze away, hiding his seething insides.

Why are you mentioning them when they are just sitting there?

"Cancellation? Cancellation is good. If that damned cure was going to come out, it would've come out twenty years ago! There's no way a cure that hasn't been found after twenty years of research would suddenly pop up. Right?"

“Ku …

"If hard work could solve something, it would have been solved long ago. What good will it do if you don't have the ability to do it?"

“Ku …

Dangcheon-gun covered his mouth and coughed in vain.

'But why are we being cursed?'

Actually, if you think about it, there wasn't really anything to criticize. Wi Yeon-ho had been telling the truth all along. The problem is that the truth is truly painful.

"Even if I were to step forward, there's no solution. Even the Tang family's medical expertise, the Zhuge family's, and the Shin Gi-su's grandfather's combined brains wouldn't solve the problem. Where else can we find a solution? And do we even have time to find another solution right now?"

“……No.”

"therefore!"

Wi Yeon-ho's burning eyes were fixed on Cheok Su-gwang.

“You’ve been doing well so far, so now is the time to make a decision for the sake of Kangho.”

Cold sweat began to run down Suk Soo-kwang's forehead.

I was worried that if things went on like this, that crazy guy would force his mouth open and shove the bomb squad in.

“That… Lord Lien.”

At that moment, Zhuge Yan quietly opened his mouth.

Although Chu Shuguang glared at him with sharp eyes, Zhuge Yan avoided his gaze and continued speaking.

“If you think about it rationally, the above statement is not wrong.”

“…….”

“So, why don’t you just try it once…?”

“……If someone saw me, they would think I was feeding them sugar.”

“It may not taste as good as sugar. But… there’s no other way.”

Those damned prestigious bastards.

The spinal column closed its eyes tightly.

There seems to be no way out. I'm cornered as far as I can go.

“If that’s true, then there’s nothing I can do.”

Everyone's faces lit up when it appeared that the spinal cord had raised both hands and both feet.

"but!"

But he wasn't the kind of person who would die alone. Raising the flag of counterattack, he smirked at Wi Yeon-ho.

At that moment, everyone except Wi Yeon-ho fell into anxiety.