Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 559

#559

Taejonbirok Volume 23, Episode 9

Chapter 124: Lazy, Late (4)

The new investigator glared at Wi Yeon-ho with eyes that threatened to kill. Wi Yeon-ho, facing that gaze, smiled awkwardly, dispelling the new investigator's venom.

“Hehe, you understand that it was an unavoidable situation, right?”

“What can I do?”

"It was a desperate situation. With that fearsome bishop right next to me, how could I possibly save him? I had to create an opening."

“Ugh.”

I'm so upset.

Shin Gi-su realized that the times when people get the angst the most are not when they hear something wrong, but when they hear something right and are unable to refute it.

What he said was true.

No one, not even the most powerful man in the martial world, could free him from Sima's clutches. But Wei Yanhao accomplished it. Therefore, we should applaud him and shed tears of gratitude for his life.

however…….

“Hey, you little punk! What’s wrong with you? Are you incompetent?”

“Hehe, it’s just that, what should I call it, that… a battlefield?”

“Then you should be cursing Sima. Why are you cursing me? Do you want me to get angry?”

"It's a bit of a mixed bag, you know. Anyway, the result is good."

“Ugh.”

Shin Gi-su is a very pragmatic person. That's why he loathes the idea that process is more important than results. If the results aren't good, the process is meaningless. The process is necessary only to achieve the results. This has always been his guiding principle.

But now, Shin Gi-su realized why the process was important.

In that sense, Wi Yeon-ho could be said to be a teacher who gave great teachings to Shin Gi-su.

“Are you okay?”

Unable to bear it any longer, Wi Jeong-han stepped forward to console Shin Gi-su. Shin Gi-su looked at Wi Jeong-han and gritted his teeth.

“You…you little brat, you’ve really grown up. You’ve really grown up….”

“Ahem.”

Wi Jeong-han coughed loudly and avoided Shin Gi-su's gaze.

'Well, the results are always good.'

Wei Yanho always produces good results. He is the one who produces even the most unexpected results.

But it's really strange that the reactions from those around me are so negative… No, it's not strange, it's just a shame.

“The body…….”

“It’s done!”

The new investigator waved his hand violently.

There were some injuries here and there, but nothing life-threatening.

'I won't be able to use one arm for a while.'

The wounds on his torso hadn't reached the peritoneum, so they would heal properly, but the wound on his left arm was a problem. The bone had been split and even the muscles had been severed, so his range of motion would be limited for a while.

"I'm a useful guy, as long as my head doesn't get hurt, so it doesn't matter. As long as I don't die, it's fine. But…"

As the new investigator turned his head to glare, Wi Yeon-ho whistled while looking at the distant sky.

“I’m sorry for being incompetent!”

“Hehe, don’t mention it.”

“Ugh.”

Wi Yeon-ho's nagging made Shin Gi-su utter a death-like sound. The more he dealt with it, the more upset he became.

“Do you really have to persecute people like that?”

“Hey, that way those gentlemen will take a look.”

“It seems like there’s a lot of sincerity mixed in?”

“You have to mix lies with sincerity to be deceived.”

“This is fucking crazy…….”

And how well does the beak turn?

'I shouldn't talk.'

Why do you keep bringing trouble upon yourself when you know better than anyone that the more you get involved with Wi Yeon-ho, the more you will lose?

Shin Gi-su realized the huge gap between knowing something in his head and putting it into practice, and turned his attention to Wi Jeong-han.

“How did you get here? Did you get the information in advance?”

“No. Just….”

Wi Jeong-han pointed to Wi Yeon-ho with a wink.

“He said he wanted to stop by and see how things were going on while going to infinity.”

“……What year is it?”

"yes."

"thing……."

The new detective closed his eyes tightly.

'My life was saved.'

If Wi Jeong-han's words are true, it's almost as if he survived thanks to Wei Yan-ho's whims. It was thanks to that rascal who bothered to stop by Luoyang, a place he didn't need to visit, that he was able to escape this crisis.

But why are the clothes so flaky? I can't thank you enough.

“Ugh.”

That guy has a knack for turning people into idiots. I know I should be thanking him, but I'd hate to say it.

Besides, how can I express my gratitude?

Thanks to you, four guys, who thoughtlessly stopped by the blind spot, I almost died. Are you grateful for that thoughtlessness?

What is this… … .

Fortunately, the situation didn't arise where Shin Gi-su would have to thank Wi Yeon-ho. There was someone here who was even more enraged than Shin Gi-su.

“These fucking bastards!”

At that moment, Sima, who had been treated like a barley sack that had been borrowed, became furious and shouted.

“How many lives do you guys have! How dare you…?”

But Wei Yanho was calm.

“Why is that old man like that?”

The response back was also positive.

“It’s understandable to be angry.”

“If I were you, I would bite my tongue.”

“Honestly, I sympathize with you as a human being.”

From Sima's perspective, could there be anything more absurd than this?

The new investigator glanced at Sima Yi's expression and then quietly spoke to Wei Yanhu.

“Can you catch that madam?”

“Captured alive?”

"What good would it do to capture them alive? Can you beat them up?"

“It’s ambiguous…….”

Wi Yeon-ho whetted his appetite.

“I can do one, but I have another one so it’s a bit difficult.”

“What if we help?”

“I hope it doesn’t bother you.”

“…….”

Wi Yeon-ho was cool-headed.

"It's not something you can do with numbers. And that guy, you can tell just by looking at him."

"That's right. In the past, countless people died because of poison. Unless the Poison King himself comes, it won't be easy to deal with. Even the Poison King can only deal with him, but dealing with him is difficult."

“Yes. That’s right… Yes? What did you say?”

Shin Gi-su frowned at Wi Yeon-ho's reaction.

“What’s wrong?”

“No. What’s that guy’s name?”

“Who? Dokma?”

Wi Yeon-ho's ears perk up at the word "Dokma."

“Are you a poisonous person?”

“Yes. The best master of magic poison.”

“Oh, is that so?”

The corners of Wei Yanho's mouth curled up.

“Then it’s worth doing.”

"huh?"

"Thanks to Grandpa Poison King, I've developed some immunity. Poison attacks are easy to deal with."

They say even dog poop has its uses in medicine.

Wi Yeon-ho whetted his appetite.

What does that gentleman's poison taste like?

“Then I just have to catch those old men?”

“Can you really do it?”

"Actually, this isn't the time to be debating whether we can do something. We can't run away, and if we leave it alone, chaos will ensue."

"hmm……."

Surprisingly, Wei Yanhu was looking at the situation coolly.

'I don't know about others, but you should never let the poison out.'

Given the poisonous nature of the poisonous demons, if left to run rampant in the Central Plains, they would inflict horrific damage. They must be captured here.

"It won't be easy, but please. Right now, you're the only one I can trust."

“I feel like I’ve been hearing that a lot lately.”

Wi Yeon-ho shrugged.

“Well, it’s true that capable people have to work that much, so there’s nothing we can do about it.”

“Ugh.”

The new detective groaned.

If only they could sew up that bastard's snout, he'd be really trustworthy, but looking at him, I could really feel that the mouth is the root of all evil.

Regardless, Wei Yanhu stepped forward, muttering something.

Sima's face distorted when he saw that sight.

“This guy…….”

Every movement, every expression, feels like it's ignoring him. No, it's not a simple feeling. Right now, Wei Yanhu is clearly ignoring him.

Sima felt a quiet anger seeping out from within him.

Who is he?

He is the bishop of the Demonic Cult.

A cult whose mere mention of its name causes the people of the Central Plains to stir up a frenzy. Even there, only those who rise to the highest ranks can attain the glorious title of bishop.

Isn't the position that even the cultists fear the most the bishop?

I've never been treated like this in my life, especially by someone from the Central Plains.

'Phew.'

Sima took a deep breath and calmed his mind.

I feel like I want to cut that bastard's head off right now, but…

A man who disdains others in his excitement could never attain the lofty position of bishop. Even amidst the rage that gripped his body, Sima's eyes remained cold and sank.

'It's not easy.'

I have already witnessed the divine power of Wei Yanhu.

For a sword of that young man, it was far too strong and far too sharp. If he let his guard down even slightly, his neck would be in danger.

'Gwangma, that guy's evaluation is beyond what I expected.'

The Gwanghon Demon Emperor commented that Wi Yeon-ho possessed the rank of a bishop. To be precise, he wasn't yet a bishop, but he said it wouldn't be surprising if they met again and he was on par with a bishop.

It's an ambiguous assessment.

Even though they share the same episcopal rank, each bishop's duties vary. So what exactly is the episcopal role?

Sima licked his lips.

There was no need for Sima to confirm that now. His task was not to evaluate Wei Yanhu's inaction, but to eliminate him once and for all.

'Unbelievable growth, and guts, and composure… That guy is definitely dangerous.'

The weapon he possessed was certainly threatening, but what was more threatening was his personality.

Even veterans struggle to fully demonstrate their skills in a real-world battle. The tension of combat stiffens the body and dulls the mind. If someone can demonstrate even seventy percent of their potential in a real-world battle, they can be considered a skilled warrior.

But what about Wei Yanho?

'You seem to have a lot of free time.'

There was no trace of tension. Even now, with himself and the Dokma facing him. Despite facing two of the Demonic Cult's bishops, Wi Yeon-ho remained composed, as if he were out for a walk in the mountains behind him.

Just because you have the skills doesn't mean you have the luxury of leisure. It's a matter of nature.

Rapidly growing skills and the ability to perfectly demonstrate those skills in real-life situations.

'It's dangerous.'

This guy was truly dangerous. He might be the biggest obstacle to their grand plan. How absurd it is to think this way while looking at that little boy.

But I couldn't ignore the being right in front of me.

"It was a great thing that you rescued the new investigator from my hands. I'll admit it. You're a great guy."

“Hehe, thank you.”

“…….”

Seeing Wei Yanhu's genuine joy, Sima burst into laughter.

'He's a hard guy to get a handle on.'

The strong are naturally weighted. But with Wei Yanho, that weight is completely absent. If he's unique, he's unique; if he's extraordinary, he's extraordinary.

"but……."

“Yes. Are you going to kill me now?”

“……Huh?”

"Or shall I make you regret it? Consider meeting me today a misfortune? Or tell the King of Hell that I sent you?"

“…….”

Wi Yeon-ho sighed.

"Why do the old people in this neighborhood lack creativity? I'd like to hear something a little different."

Slurp.

Wi Yeon-ho pulled out the white sword.

Then he smiled and said.

"You can't expect anything different from your inspirations, so I guess I'll have to show you something different. Look forward to it. It'll be truly unique."

The white sword, bathed in sunlight, shone with a dazzling light.