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Taejonbirok Volume 20, Episode 3
Chapter 108: The Lazy Man, Falling Into the Dungeon (3)
“Eww!”
Wi Yeon-ho screamed and jumped up.
“Are you okay?”
Wooil, who had been hiding above the ceiling, quickly came down.
“Wh, some water!”
"yes!"
Wooil quickly poured water into a glass and offered it to Wei Yanho. Wei Yanho drank it in one gulp and sighed deeply.
“Did you have a nightmare?”
“It was a nightmare…….”
If it's a nightmare, then it's a nightmare.
Because my body was split thirty more times.
'There's no answer, really.'
I thought I'd gotten stronger. The current Wi Yeon-ho was a completely different person than the one who emerged from the cave. In just a few months, he'd become several times stronger.
In the past, he could have fought against the likes of Wei Yanhu without even lifting a sword.
And yet… … .
“How can you not hit me once, just once!”
Wi Yeon-ho writhe in agony.
I got beaten to death.
No, it's a dream, so I'm alive. If this were a real fight, I'd die five hundred times. How could I not hit him once while dying, over and over again?
Later, I was driven by evil and rushed at him with the words, 'You die, I die,' but I still couldn't hit him even once.
“No matter how much I do, it’s too much, really.”
I was so upset that I almost cried.
Others would have had infinite respect for their teacher's strength, but Wei Yanhu was different.
No, perhaps others, if they became Baek Muhan's disciples, would share the same sentiment. Baek Muhan was a master who commanded boundless respect for his ignorance, but whose character elicited nothing but revilement.
“Eww! This is so annoying!”
As Wi Yeon-ho kicked the blanket away and started to struggle, Woo-il quietly shook his head.
'I ate gluttony.'
Her benefactor was truly a great warrior, but as a human, he was a very difficult person to look at.
But what can we do?
The fact that Wei Yanhu saved her remains unchanged.
Even animals know kindness, so how could she, a human, reject it? Even if the one who owes her the favor is a lazy, hopeless slacker, her duty remains unchanged.
But recently, Wooil began to have one question.
People point fingers at Wei Yanho, calling him lazy. They say he wouldn't have been criticized as much if it weren't for his laziness.
'But is that true?'
Woo-il, who had been quietly observing Wei Yan-ho's life, thought that perhaps his judgment was wrong.
Maybe this person gets less hate because he is lazy.
Because they are lazy, they meet fewer people, and because they are lazy, they are less visible to others, so less is known about who this person is.
Diligent Wi Yeon-ho?
'It's a disaster.'
Considering this character's diligence and constant sleuthing, there's no greater calamity than this. Perhaps heaven foresaw this person's laziness and bestowed it upon him.
It's just my imagination, though.
“Shall I prepare a meal?”
"ah……."
Wi Yeon-ho looked at Woo-il as if he had only just realized his presence.
“There’s something I’ve been wondering about.”
"yes?"
"what's your name?"
“…….”
Wooil closed his mouth, but Wi Yeonho did not stop.
"Come to think of it, my younger brother has a name, so it's a bit odd that I'm the only one called by such a strange nickname. And that nickname was probably given to me by the Jegal family, so it's also strange that I keep using it."
“Yeah, that’s right.”
“If it feels good, I’ll just try using it, but it doesn’t seem to be much different from Gaedongi.”
Wooil's face trembled.
Even so, it's still dog shit!
“Right? It has a separate name, right?”
"yes."
"what's your name?"
Wooil hesitated for a moment.
Her name is so unused that it feels unfamiliar even to me. It felt awkward to say it again.
“So…this is Lee Yeon.”
“So I-ryeon…….”
Wi Yeon-ho nodded.
"That name is much better. I'll use that one from now on. Wooil is too weird."
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“If you order me to do so, I will do so.”
“Yes. I call it an order.”
Wi Yeon-ho threw off the blanket and got up from his seat.
“What about food?”
“No. I have somewhere to go. I’ll just wash up first.”
Wooil, no, Soiryeon, looked at Wi Yeonho with a puzzled look. It seemed like this was the first time she'd seen him move so busily.
Well, it might be normal for other people.
“Where are you going?”
"hmm……."
Wi Yeon-ho scratched his head and said.
“I have something to take care of.”
“Yes, I understand.”
"You don't have to come with me. Just bring him some food. He'll lose strength if he doesn't eat."
“……I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay. More than that….”
Wi Yeon-ho turned his head and looked out the window. Warm sunlight was pouring down.
“I might get a little busy.”
There was no longer any hesitation in Wei Yanho's voice.
* * *
“Where are you going?”
“Oh, ink?”
Wi Yeon-ho, who came out of the guest room, found people standing at the entrance.
Zhuge Liang was standing at the very front.
“Your face is bright?”
"the poor?"
Jang Il was also waiting for him along with Jegal Munin.
“You certainly don’t look bad.”
“Why did the sword ghost come again?”
“Amitabha.”
Wi Yeon-ho, who had confirmed the location of the Pengdu Theater and the Musan Theater, opened his eyes wide.
“What were you waiting here for all morning, hoping to get something to eat?”
“It’s morning! The sun is high in the sky, you punk!”
“The time when people wake up is morning.”
Wi Yeon-ho, who had been talking nonsense that would not even make sense, stretched out his arms.
“It seems like you guys don’t have anything dirty to do.”
“Because it’s an important day.”
"importance?"
“Yes. The Zhuge Liang family told me not to let you go and to bring you here.”
“What are you doing today?”
“Shouldn’t we decide who will eat the bomb?”
“Oh, that?”
Wi Yeon-ho chuckled.
“Okay. I have something to do before that.”
“……No. He told me to bring him.”
"the poor."
"huh?"
"Let's not quibble over a matter whose conclusion is obvious anyway. When have you ever changed your mind?"
“Ugh.”
Jang-il scratched his head.
“Ah! It’s falling!”
“Go over there and scratch, you beggar!”
Jang Il looked at the distant sky.
'But in the past, there were friends who used to call me 'Sogeolgae'… … .'
This is why you should make good friends.
In the past, they were still worthy of the title of descendants of a prestigious family. Especially when the Wisanho statue stood in the center, the thought, "Ah, these people will one day lead the world of martial arts."
Every time that happened, I felt proud that I was friends with those people… … .
“What are you looking at, beggar?”
“Did you beg?”
“Beggars are not begging, but are eating food given to them. Amitabha, the world is turning upside down.”
Even the middle class… … .
It was a day that was becoming more and more depressing.
Why does the effect of changing people come about when only Wei Yan Ho stands in the place where Wei San Ho used to stand?
'These guys might end up leading the world of martial arts.'
That's ruin.
It was Jang Il who thought that that thing absolutely had to be stopped.
“What are you thinking about now?”
At Wei Yanhu's words, Zhuge Liang chuckled.
"It's no use for a beggar to use his brain. A beggar is supposed to run on his feet. It's the role of someone like me to use my brain."
“That’s true.”
“These rotten tanks!”
Jang Il was shaking, but Wi Yeon-ho walked away without paying him any attention.
“Where are you going, Inma!”
“Oh, you talk too much, you talk too much.”
Everyone followed Wei Yanho.
"……hmm?"
Wei Yanho, who was heading to the pharmacy, tilted his head.
"why?"
“The eyes looking this way are a bit strange?”
“Oh, that?”
Jang-il chuckled.
'I said I'm the only one who doesn't know.'
The fight between Wi Yeon-ho and Cheok Su-gwang turned the Tang family upside down.
Of course, it wasn't that Tang had previously ignored Wei Yanhu. It was a well-known fact that he had defeated the Dark King.
But the fight with the spinal cord had another effect.
First of all, Wei Yanho personally demonstrated his ability to fight against top-tier fighters. There's a huge difference between knowing someone's strength and witnessing that strength firsthand.
Those who have come to experience something that they knew in their heads but could not feel with their skin cannot react the same way as before.
Moreover, in this match, Wei Yanhui showed off strength beyond what was previously known.
Even if the Dark King was defeated, the alarm bell rang in the heads of those who thought that if the Tang family set their mind to it, there was no way they could not handle that one guy.
If Wei Yanhu truly intends to fight the Tang family, the Tang family must also be prepared to face its own destruction. Having witnessed this with my own eyes, how could I possibly continue to act as before?
Everyone knew that fact.
But only Wei Yanho was unaware of that fact.
'Anyway, I said he's a guy with no answers.'
It's not that Wei Yanhu is stupid. He had no concept of needing to be wary of those stronger than himself. The strong are strong, and the weak are weak.
Wei Yanhu had no respect for the strong.
'It's not a bad thing.'
Because there was no parentheses for the abbreviation.
Looking back, Wei Yanho was extremely generous to the weak. However, he was often arrogant toward the strong.
He feeds beggars and helps poor siblings of the congressman, but he also acts rudely in front of the emperor and turns the party upside down.
Typically, he is strong with the strong and weak with the weak.
“The problem is that it’s not because he’s kind.”
"huh?"
"no."
Jang Il smiled bitterly.
The reason Wei Yanhu is so strong against the strong is because the stronger they are, the more likely they are to treat others arbitrarily. Of course, this applies equally to Wei Yanhu.
If the powerful people who encountered him hadn't treated Wei Yanhu so rudely, Wei Yanhu wouldn't have caused such chaos. The weak naturally don't treat others rudely, and that's why they were able to draw help from Wei Yanhu.
This thing is like a rubber ball that bounces harder when you press it.
“But why are you going to the pharmacy?”
“How did you know I was going to the pharmacy?”
“If you go this way, is there anything else besides the medical center?”
“You’re quick-witted, so you won’t starve to death. Why are you going? Let’s go get treatment.”
“Huh? Did you just say treatment?”
"okay."
“Is it curable?”
“I don’t know yet. But I have a clue.”
"oh!"
Jang Il looked at Wi Yeon-ho with surprised eyes.
Even Tangga's medical skills could not cure it, so it is a great achievement just to have found a clue.
'That's why I can't ignore this guy.'
The things that Wi Yeon-ho has experienced so far have been so complex and difficult that the word “turbulent” could be used to describe them.
It is true that things got complicated because of Wei Yanho, but… … .
'If it weren't for this guy, these are things that wouldn't have been possible to solve in the first place.'
It's a complicated and convoluted solution, but somehow it works out. That's what makes Wei Yanho so great.
Even in the affairs of the palace, it is the same.
If Wei Yanhu hadn't been there at that time, who could have resolved the matter? A great turmoil would have struck the world without anyone knowing.
It was Wei Yanho who solved it simply. Now, Wei Yanho has stepped forward to solve this problem as well.
Jang-il asked with anticipation.
“How! How do you plan to treat it?”
“Oh, that…….”
Wi Yeon-ho scratched his head and said.
"I don't know either."
"huh?"
"But I'll give it a try. Master, you're right. If the poison is broken, you have to fix it first."
“……What are you talking about?”
“But no matter how much I think about it, this seems a bit crazy.”
As the word crazy came out of Wi Yeon-ho's mouth, Jang Il's face turned pale.
'What on earth are you planning to do?'
Anxiety is creeping in.
It's the greatest anxiety.