Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 506

#506

Taejonbirok Volume 21, Episode 6

Chapter 114: The Lazy Man Sets Off (1)

“Stomach coral…….”

An indescribable emotion appeared on Saga's face.

“No, it’s a stomach coral. A stomach coral…….”

It was shocking. But on the other hand, it was also understandable.

Because there wasn't any.

According to what I've heard from Gwanggu Shingae, Wisanho is a very important figure to Wiyeonho. And Wisanho is also a formidable force to be reckoned with.

However, the history of the coral reef has not been handed down.

If we consider the activities of Gwanggu Shingae and Musan Ambassador, who were not as good as Wisanho, in that war, isn't it all the more surprising that Wisanho has been so thoroughly forgotten?

'I thought there would be something, but it couldn't possibly be the Demonic Cult!'

It was such a shocking experience that I couldn't even think of what to say.

“Then… what about Guangdongwei?”

"It was safe for now. Thanks to the timely intervention of the Zhuge Family, the fact that the cultist was Wei Shan-ho didn't spread. The leadership understood the situation, but they couldn't pressure the Guangdong Wei family under those circumstances. They, too, felt it was necessary to keep this matter hidden."

“But I don’t think we could just ignore the fact that a cultist emerged from within our family.”

"yes."

Gwanggu Shingae also nodded. Considering the significance of the Demonic Cult in the martial world, this was no ordinary event.

"Was the Guangdong Wei family's influence really that great? Even if there was a Gwanghwi Wujon, it's unlikely that the Gwanghwi Wujon of that time possessed the same status as it does today."

"There were also circumstantial reasons. Everyone knew that, sooner or later, a war with the Demonic Cult was coming. But for a traitor to emerge before the war even began was a blow to everyone's morale. And…"

Gwanggu Shingae drank alcohol as if his throat was parched.

Is your throat burning or is your heart burning?

"Wei San-ho's position is not so light. He's been called the world's greatest late-night strategist for years. There are many stronger figures in the world, but few are more iconic."

“……Is that so?”

"Compare it to the Shaolin elders. It would be shocking if a Shaolin elder were to join the Demonic Cult."

“It’s a huge shock.”

“Would that shock be as great as the fact that the best reviewer in the world committed suicide by joining the Demonic Cult?”

Saga closed his mouth.

In his opinion, it wasn't easy to determine which side would have the greater impact, since he hadn't experienced that situation. But at least he could sense the impact of Wei San-ho's dedication to the Demonic Cult.

“So you hid it?”

"You probably didn't intend to keep it a secret. If the news spreads immediately, it'll be difficult to contain. You probably thought you should keep quiet until you come up with a solution. And… well…"

Gwanggu Shingae shrugged.

"I was a beggar back then, so I can't say for sure what those elders were thinking. My guess is that Wi Yeon-ho's volatile personality probably played a part. To hold someone accountable, we need to make this public, but that would mean betraying Wi Yeon-ho. Do you want that?"

“No, that won’t work.”

That was something that shouldn't have been done. Hadn't we already heard enough about how cruel Wei Yanhu was to those he considered his enemies?

"Anyway, that's how it was. Thanks to that, the truth didn't spread. And before the issue could be made public, the issue blew up."

“What if it’s work?”

“It’s obvious. It’s just the beginning.”

Saga nodded heavily.

“Now I’m finally hearing about that time.”

"You probably know how the war unfolded. So let's leave that aside. You didn't come to me to hear history, but to hear the story of Wi Yeon-ho."

“Yes.”

“Yeah. Let’s see, that guy is like that….”

The Gwanggu Shingae scratched its head.

"Actually, around that time, we had high expectations for Wei Yanho. We believed he would lead the war and lead everyone."

“Didn’t that actually happen?”

"no."

The Gwanggu Shingae spoke bluntly.

"That's the result. Wei Yanhu had no interest in war. What mattered was that Wei Shanhu was in the Demonic Cult. Until then, he'd tried to hold back because people were trying to stop him, but from that point on, he completely lost his mind."

“…….”

“That’s, uh…….”

The Gwanggu Shingae shuddered.

“It was something I really didn’t want to think about, really.”

* * *

“Where are you going?”

Dangcheon-gun looked at Wi Yeon-ho with eyes filled with absurdity.

'No, why is this crazy guy doing something crazy again!'

It's only natural for a madman to act madly. In that sense, Wi Yeon-ho was now fulfilling his role as a truly brilliant madman.

But why now!

Dangcheon-gun touched his forehead.

Migraines plague him.

I… …what should I say, just looking at that slightly deflated face makes my head ache.

'I'm crazy, I'm crazy.'

Bringing Wei Yanhu in was the greatest mistake of his life. Everything was going well until Wei Yanhu's rampage allowed him to regain control of the Tang family.

It had to end there.

It was Tang Cheon-gun's mistake to overlook the fact that Wei Yan-ho would not stop even after everything he wanted was accomplished.

Thanks to this, half of the Tang family's buildings were blown away, and several children were injured and are currently receiving treatment. If Wei Yanhu stays in Tang family any longer, something could happen again.

If that's the case, then we should definitely welcome it with open arms… … .

“The devil’s cult? The devil’s cult?”

No, a crazy person should do it in moderation.

It's a demonic cult.

If you want to die, it's easier to bite the knife and fall down. Why bother going all the way to Xinjiang?

“Why? Why don’t you go to the Demonic Cult and commit suicide together?”

“I wonder? It wouldn’t be bad, right?”

In the end, Dangcheon-gun burst out. He jumped up, grabbed the table, and flipped it over, screaming loudly.

“Hey, you little brat! Shouldn’t you be talking nonsense!”

“It wasn’t you who said something so absurd first!”

"That's because you're talking nonsense! What? The Demonic Cult? Is the Demonic Cult some kind of neighborhood kids' playground? Come and visit when you're bored."

This time, Zhuge Yan was also on the side of Tang Cheon-gun.

"Yes, the above-mentioned Sohyeop. The Demonic Cult is too dangerous. I fully understand how you feel, but I think it would be best to exercise restraint this time."

“But.”

Wi Yeon-ho asked calmly.

“Is there a law in the martial arts world that says you can’t go to the Demonic Cult?”

“……No, that…….”

Dangcheon-gun started beating his chest.

It felt like I'd eaten about a hundred boiled eggs without stopping. How could I possibly be this frustrated?

"The martial arts world isn't a court, so where would there be any law? But since the government designated the Demonic Cult as a cult, shouldn't it be prohibited?"

"But that means I can't join. I'm just going to look around, so there's no way I can stop that!"

“That’s not it.”

Zhuge Yan smiled with satisfaction.

"Contact with the Demonic Cult is also prohibited in the country. Civilians who come into contact with the Demonic Cult without permission are punished…"

Zhuge Yan stopped speaking and closed his mouth.

Wi Yeon-ho took something out and was shaking it gently.

“Are you a commoner?”

“…….”

Zhuge Yan was speechless when he discovered the flashing golden sword in Wei Yanhu's hand.

"Oh my, what should I say… That's what power is like. I try not to show it, but I keep using it. Ugh, so this is why everyone wants you to get ahead."

Trembling.

When Wi Yeon-ho giggled and waved his golden sword, everyone trembled as if they were suffering from a cold.

I don't know why I'm so annoyed. Those who had been gritting their teeth and glaring at Wei Yanhu flinched when he swung his golden sword.

"Wow, this is the taste of power. Unfortunately, I'm not a commoner. So my status is… um, huh?"

“Woo-eo-sa.”

When Jang Il corrected him, Wi Yeon-ho nodded.

“Yes. I am the Chief of the Royal Secretariat.”

“It’s not the Royal Secretariat, it’s the Royal Secretariat!”

“That’s it.”

“Ugh.”

Zhuge Yan became the face of a loyal subject who lost his country.

Woosara.

Of course, he was also a person who tried to gather power centered around Wi Yeon-ho, but still, aren't the goals of the powers of the martial world and the management of the court different?

That guy is a swindler.

Where on earth is this country going?

“So, are you saying that you really want to go to the Demonic Cult?”

"yes."

Wi Yeon-ho answered immediately as if he didn't even need to think about it.

“Are you saying you’re going to go and rescue your brother?”

"yes."

"Do you think that's possible? That's the road to death."

“Uh. I guess that’s probably more likely, right?”

"of course!"

It looks like it's going to spit fire out of its mouth.

Not only Zhuge Yan, but everyone around him tried to stop Wei Yanhu from this madness. It was something no one with brains or the ability to think would ever do.

But Wei Yanho proudly declared that his head was just a decoration and that he had long since abandoned thoughts.

“I’ll go anyway.”

“…….”

“Why, why on earth would you do something so foolish?”

“Wow, you don’t know the world.”

"yes?"

Wi Yeon-ho answered with a smirk.

"If everyone in the world simply acted rationally, why would there be wars and conflicts? It's human nature to fail to do the obvious. I'm human, after all."

“…….”

Zhuge Yan felt dizzy.

What kind of logic is this?

“Wait, wait! Stop it.”

Zhuge Yan urgently looked for Wei Zhenghan.

He knows it too. Wei Yanho isn't someone you can dissuade with logic, nor is he someone you can subdue with force. Once that man sets out to wreak havoc, no one here can stop him.

The only person who has a chance of stopping Wi Yeon-ho is Wi Jeong-han.

“Yeonho.”

Wi Jeong-han, who was urged by those around him, looked at Wi Yeon-ho quietly and said.

“Is that your choice?”

"yes."

Wi Yeon-ho answered as if there was nothing to think about.

“You still say you’ll do that even after hearing everything?”

"yes."

The answer was calm. And the expression on his face was unwavering.

“Have you ever considered that your brother might not want that?”

“You’re talking nonsense. Even when I said I didn’t want to get out of bed, you’d flip the bed over and drag me out.”

“Ahem.”

Wi Yeon-ho shrugged.

"It doesn't matter whether you want it or not. If you've taken a wrong turn, you have to get them out, even if it means forcibly. That's what family is for."

“……Yeah, that’s family.”

Wi Jeong-han nodded.

“Even if I die like that?”

“I’m not dying.”

Wi Yeon-ho said firmly.

"I'll survive desperately, bring my brother out, and live to be a hundred. So I'll go. Don't stop me."

“What are you trying to stop? Go away.”

"omg?"

When Wi Jeong-han gave an unexpected answer, Wi Yeon-ho's eyes widened. He had clearly expected him to storm out and try to stop him.

“However, there is one condition.”

“What is it?”

Wi Jeong-han said in a firm voice.

“Take me too!”

“…….”

"You're right! I should've brought him here, even if it meant defeat! You don't know what I was thinking about! My kid's doing that in the Demonic Cult, so this isn't the time to be worrying about it! Let's go! Let's go right now!"

“First, calm down…”

When Wei Yanhu began to stop Wei Zhenghan, Zhuge Yan wiped his face with both hands.

'Those crazy Guangdongwi guys.'

Those are not answered.

There really was no answer.