Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 572

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Taejonbirok Volume 23, Episode 22

Chapter 127: The Lazy Man Advances (2)

“Is it okay?”

Lu Yi looked at the headquarters of the Jeongmu Alliance with slightly anxious eyes.

The surging, pulsating energy that seemed poised to swallow them up at any moment had vanished completely. But I couldn't quite bring myself to return to the main stage.

'It was scary.'

The poisonous smoke was so chilling that just looking at it sent shivers down my spine. If I had been touched by that poisonous smoke, my flesh would have turned to blood.

“Fortunately, it seems there was no damage.”

Yuk-ui hurriedly lowered his head at the sound of a voice coming from behind him.

“Eternal!”

“I’ll have to see what happens.”

“One soldier…….”

"Yes. The military told me to go to Hapbi. But that order was given with the expectation that the main unit would collapse. If the situation changes, the interpretation of the order must also change. Blindly following orders isn't always right."

Yeongjon looked around here and there and clicked his tongue.

“Look.”

"yes?"

“Can’t you see it over there?”

“Where…….”

The flesh scanned the place where the spirit was pointing.

'kennel?'

There was a house there where a dog was raised by a private household.

“Is there anything strange there?”

“Maybe there was a dog tied up there a little while ago?”

"ah……."

Yuk-ui looked again at the doghouse that Yeong-jon had pointed to with renewed eyes. It was completely empty, as if nothing had ever been there. The only sensation was that the floor was damp.

‘That moisture is… … .’

The poisonous smoke melted him, leaving not a single bone behind. Yuk-ui stuck out his tongue. It was a terrifying poison. If he had come into contact with that poison, he too would have met the same fate. No matter how skilled those who mastered martial arts were, they possessed greater resistance to poison than the average person, but even that had its limits. Before such a toxic force, everyone was equal.

“If there was anyone who couldn’t escape, they would have suffered the same fate.”

“…….”

It's something I hate to even imagine.

“Let’s go.”

"yes?"

Yeong-Jun narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I guess I should check with my own eyes to see what happened. It seems like it's been resolved, so I should go."

“But Eternity…….”

There was only one thing Yuk-ui wanted to say.

'Can you be sure that the situation inside has been resolved?'

Two of the bishops had arrived. And just moments ago, they were all on the verge of death from the poison that the demon had undoubtedly unleashed. In this situation, Eternal's words sounded utterly helpless.

But Yuk-ui knew better than anyone that Yeong-jon wasn't that kind of person. While there may be those in the world smarter than Yeong-jon, few are more prudent. That's why the Shinki Investigator also entrusted his role to Yeong-jon.

“There’s nothing to worry about.”

Yeong-jong said calmly.

“But the main unit collapsed…….”

Yuk-ui clearly saw the main building collapse. Unless something had happened inside, this couldn't have happened.

“It must have been a shock because it was an old building.”

“How can you be so sure?”

"The reason is simple. If the bishops were still safe, things wouldn't be this quiet. Wouldn't they have already cleared out the inside and rushed out? The safety of Luoyang is the first proof."

That makes sense.

“And the second reason is even simpler. Haven’t you seen the unmanned being engulfed in light?”

"ah!"

Yuk-ui nodded repeatedly.

He too saw it clearly. The halo of light pushing out the spreading poisonous smoke.

"There's only one person in the world of martial arts right now who can show such a side. Wei Yanho, the light sword Wei Yanho has arrived."

“The light sword…….”

Yuk-ui looked at Jeongmu-maeng with trembling eyes.

'Wei Yan Ho.'

He had heard the rumors, too. Anyone in the political alliance would hear the name Wi Yeon-ho so often that it was ingrained in their ears.

The son of the swordsman Wi Jeong-han and the younger brother of the swordsman Wi San-ho. The youngest of the Guangdong Wei family, whose fame spread far and wide with just Wi San-ho and Wi Jeong-han.

'And the best index after all.'

Wei Yanho, who has reduced Wei Sanho, considered the greatest talent of the century, to a pitiful state. Those who classify information on the martial arts world no longer dare to place Wei Yanho in the ranks of later-generation experts. How could someone who defeated the Poison King and cut down the Heavenly Sword be called a later-generation expert?

He was already a proud world power.

Even the most formidable masters of the world's most formidable martial arts world dare not claim to be stronger than Wei Yanhu. Beyond the world's greatest late-game leader, Wei Yanhu is considered the closest thing to being the best in the world.

'Wei Yanho is here?'

Yuk-ui's eyes scanned the main corps. If Wei Yan-ho had arrived, he would undoubtedly be of great help. The main corps was currently a deserted mountain. When facing an absolute powerhouse like the Bishop of the Demonic Cult, numbers mean nothing. At the very least, numbers only matter when there are skilled opponents of similar caliber to withstand their attacks.

"But even if Wei Yanhu had come, didn't two bishops come? Even if we could have subdued them, this quickly…"

“It’s something we can’t figure out with our heads.”

Yeong-Jeon said it bluntly.

"People don't know how dragons live. And there's no need to know. How can we know how long it takes a snake to become a snake, or how long it takes a snake to become a dragon? We just need to observe the phenomenon. If Wi Yeon-ho hadn't subdued the bishops just now, would we still be here?"

That's right.

"Let's go. If the bishops won anyway, the result won't be much different."

Even if he ran away, it meant he would ultimately die. Yuk-ui swallowed hard and followed Yeong-jon. Unlike Yuk-ui, who was tense, Yeong-jon walked calmly, his mind swaying. It was as if his thoughts couldn't possibly be wrong.

Finally, they reached the main altar, easily leaped over the wall, and descended inside. Following them, a swarm of warriors entered the main altar.

'It's a mess.'

Seeing it from the outside was quite different from seeing it from the inside. From the outside, it seemed like there was no damage except for the collapsed central hall. But inside, buildings had collapsed here and there, and roof tiles had fallen, creating chaos.

“It didn’t look particularly intense.”

"That must mean that powerful forces collided. I'm glad it ended this way."

“That’s true too.”

Well, that's true.

Given the number of people risking their lives fighting, this level of damage was a cheap price to pay. Even if the entire unit had been blown away, it would have been understandable.

"If capturing two bishops would cost this much, we could afford a feast. Even if the entire organization were to be blown away, it wouldn't be a shame."

Yeong-jon looked around with cold eyes and then walked forward. Everyone followed him, holding their breath.

'Is it over there?'

Yuk-ui narrowed his eyes as he passed through the main hall and entered the central square. Several people were standing in the middle of the square.

"ah!"

Among the people standing, a new investigator is seen.

“Sir!”

Yuk-ui ran towards the new investigation.

Hearing his scream, the new investigator turned his head towards Yuk-ui.

'huh?'

what?

I thought the soldier's expression was a little strange just now?

'That can't be true.'

You saw it wrong.

Yuk-ui had never seen Shin Gi-su so frustrated before. He'd seen her angry a couple of times, but never once had he seen her face as visibly irritated as the one he'd just witnessed.

Shin Gi-su is not that kind of person.

purple.

The expression I saw a moment ago must have been a misreading of Yuk-ui. Shin Gi-su's face was as calm as ever.

'Indeed, sir.'

To think he could maintain such composure after going through such a thing. I was filled with a surge of respect.

And one more thing.

Who is it?

Yuk-ui quickly scanned the people around Shin Gi-su.

Among them is Wei Yanho. Considering the impression Wei Yanho made that Yuk-ui had heard… … there is no need to worry.

I could tell right away.

While everyone else was in perfect health, one person looked a little strange.

'That's the guy.'

His clothes were torn and tattered. But they weren't old. Compared to the beggar next door, who appeared to be a beggar, the difference was stark.

Yuk-ui narrowed his eyes slightly.

'It doesn't look that strong.'

A master is also a master in appearance.

They say you shouldn't judge a book by its cover, but after dealing with experts for a long time, I've noticed something in common in their appearance.

To be precise, it is not so much the appearance as the aura or the weight felt in the atmosphere.

But Wi Yeon-ho didn't feel that weight at all. If I had to describe it in words…

'Neighborhood thug?'

Or unemployed?

There's nothing we can do about it.

A person's outward appearance cannot accurately determine their character. This was something even the flesh acknowledged. However, one thing about their appearance can be of great help in judging them.

Just the look in your eyes.

'What is this?'

Young masters of this age tend to have a certain appearance.

Your eyes should be filled with light and seethe with the will to achieve something.

But Wei Yanhu was not like that at all.

Looking at those eyes that are so helpless and relaxed, I feel like all my energy is drained from me.

'This guy is Wi Yeon-ho?'

So, is this young man in front of him right now, the one with the frozen eyes and yawning, the very same Wei Yanho who is shaking the world of martial arts right now?

'No, I don't think so.'

It shouldn't be.

But Young-Jun opened his mouth, not caring about Yuk-ui's feelings.

“Wei Yanho’s small group?”

"yes?"

The young man with the frozen eyes answered in a tired voice.

Yuk-ui, who had been confirmed dead, clutched his chest.

'This won't do.'

The title "The Best Index" and "The World's Best" should be an object of envy. While accomplishments are important, so is the role model they serve. However, Wi Yeon-ho's current behavior is far from exemplary; it's a detriment.

“I’ve heard a lot about it.”

“Me?”

“Yes. You are doing as I have heard.”

“Hehe, I’ve heard that a lot.”

How can that be, Inma!

Who says such things!

Yuk-ui's face flushed.

“He looks like he’s in pain….”

Yuk-ui waved his hand at Wei Yeon-ho's words as he came in, looking at him.

“Oh, no.”

"is it so?"

Wi Yeon-ho looked at Yuk-ui with slightly sullen eyes.

It seemed that the quick-witted guy had noticed that Yuk-ui was looking at him with disapproving eyes.

"so……."

The spirit has confirmed this clearly.

“What happened to the bishops?”

“He’s dead?”

“……Your Majesty?”

"yes."

Hearing Wi Yeon-ho's calm response, a corner of my heart felt cold.

'Did you really kill two bishops?'

That innocent-looking young man?

The spirit met the divine investigator's gaze. The divine investigator nodded in confirmation.

“If that’s true…….”

Yeongjong looked back at the ruined main temple and opened his mouth softly.

“From this moment on, the order of the world will change.”

It was like a declaration.