Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 620

#620

Taejonbirok Volume 25, Episode 20

Chapter 136: Lazy Man, Inhaling (5)

“What do you think would be a good idea?”

“Even if you ask like that…….”

Wi Yeon-ho shrugged.

Well, it wasn't a question that could be answered no matter who asked.

If you were bitten by a poisonous snake and had to have both legs amputated to live, who would easily ask for their legs to be amputated?

Still, it's better if you can choose for yourself. You can take responsibility for it.

But what if you were bitten by a snake, lost consciousness, and woke up to find both your legs cut off? Would you rationally say thank you for saving your life?

'That can't be true.'

Wi Jeong-han knew this. Humans pretend to be extremely rational, but in reality, they are not rational beings at all. The moment humans become rational is when they discuss the affairs of others, not their own.

No one can look on with dispassionate disbelief at the loss of their own limbs. And for a warrior, losing their history is a greater shock than losing a limb.

Because I can guarantee that there is not a single warrior who would choose to lose their internal energy over losing their legs.

Even though not all of your internal energy is lost, that's still meaningless. Would you be happy if your leg was cut off, but not above the knee, but below?

It's clear that they will experience a tremendous sense of loss. And when humans are subjected to suffering they didn't choose, they inevitably seek out someone to blame.

Sometimes I become a god, sometimes I become a bystander. And this time, perhaps… … .

'It must be that guy.'

It's Wei Yanhu. It has to be Wei Yanhu.

Even if they were cured by heavenly fortune and regained their senses, they would never be grateful to Wei Yanhu. It was obvious they would only remember that Wei Yanhu had absorbed their inner strength.

'Well, there are cases like this.'

Wi Jeong-han let out a hollow laugh.

It's a matter of saving people. But the price is more likely to be resentment than praise. And it won't be ordinary resentment. Perhaps some will even curse Wi Yeon-ho to death.

As a father, could I allow my child to do something like this?

“Okay, let me think about it for a moment….”

“I don’t have much time.”

“I know. Just a moment.”

“Yes. Well, if that’s the case….”

The nobleman covered his head.

‘What the heck is this… … .’

I can't see what to do. Common sense tells me that, no matter what happens, saving lives is the priority. What in the world is more important than the lives of thousands?

It's not like I'm throwing my life away, and if I can save thousands of lives in exchange for some insults, there's no better deal.

The problem is that the benefits don't flow back to Wei Yanho. So how can we force this?

“You, what do you want to do?”

Others, too, seemed to have noticed the situation unfolding. They didn't dare offer a word of advice.

'It's so messed up.'

'What bad luck.'

This time, they were the ones who truly sympathized with Wi Yeon-ho.

Jang Il ended up shaking his head.

'If you look closely, that guy is really unlucky.'

No, come to think of it, it was blatant bad luck. Of course, Wei Yanho's ability to navigate crises was at an all-time high, and he overturned every misfortune that befell him, moving forward.

But if you think about it carefully, if he had not properly dealt with just one of the misfortunes that had come his way, Wei Yanho's life would have been completely ruined.

And it's the same this time.

'What do you want me to do with this?'

'Even if I save him, I'll get cursed at, but I can't not save him either.'

Even Zhuge Liang was hesitant to speak. His role was to come up with the best strategy for Wei Yanhu, but even he couldn't find the answer right away.

“Is there no other way?”

“Will it be there?”

“……There probably won’t be any.”

There's no way that could happen. We should be thankful that we can somehow treat and save those who are dying right now. But how could it be in a way that's good for everyone, without harming anyone?

There's no way such an easy thing can exist in this world. The world isn't that easy.

"then……."

Wei Zhenghan ultimately had no choice but to make a decision. This was a matter he could not dare to speak about. If Wei Yanhu had to bear all the burden, then the decision must be left entirely to Wei Yanhu.

“What do you want to do?”

I didn't think the answer would come easily. But surprisingly, Wei Yanho answered without the slightest hesitation.

“If this is a problem, and that is a problem… then people need to be saved.”

"……okay."

There is bitterness in Wi Jeong-han's voice.

'You've grown a lot.'

I feel so foolish for even worrying about this. Hasn't Wei Yanho already made up his mind?

Where is there a greater agreement than saving people's lives?

Wi Jeong-han closed his eyes tightly.

Even though thousands of lives were at stake, he was afraid of the criticism and resentment his children would face, so he couldn't easily make a decision. How could someone like Wei Zhenghan claim to be a political advisor?

Wi Yeon-ho reestablished the agreement that had become dull due to affection. The current Wi Yeon-ho truly deserves the title of "righteous knight."

“Yeah, you said it well…….”

Wi Jeong-han, who was speaking with a slightly heavy heart, turned his head to the side.

'huh?'

Wei Yanho's expression is a little strange.

That, now… … .

uh?

“What is Yeonho?”

"yes?"

“……I don’t know if I saw something wrong, but are you drooling right now?”

“Oh, no?”

Wi Yeon-ho quickly wiped his mouth with his sleeve.

“…….”

“…….”

Everyone stared blankly at Wei Yanhu.

This kid, really?

Jang Il put everyone's suspicions into words.

“You’re not enjoying the idea of being able to absorb my inner strength right now, are you?”

“What, what, what nonsense are you talking about!”

At this moment, Jang Il was certain of one thing.

Wei Yanho may be a bad luck, annoying, annoying person who turns the stomach of those around him upside down, and a person whose every word gets on people's nerves, but…

'He is such a genuine person.'

How can you be so clumsy at lying?

This person is a fool who would deceive anyone from the start.

Look at that flushed face, those eyes that can't find their way, and that groping mouth. Even a three-year-old could tell that he was lying.

‘So, does that mean that everything this guy said and did was the truth, without a single lie…?’

That was scary in its own way.

“Hey, Inma! There’s something else you like!”

“Why? Then I’ll cry because I’m sad!”

“…….”

"If I leave it alone, it'll die anyway! What's the point of treating it like that? I'm not treating it just to get it! If I'm going to treat it, it can't be helped. What do you want me to do?"

“Well, that’s true, but…….”

"I'm not asking for money! I'm not asking for anything! Doctors treat patients, and it's inevitable that their medical skills will improve as they treat patients! So, how can you tell me to be sad about that?"

And that snout was becoming more and more like a clear stream.

It's a pity, but Jang Il couldn't find a flaw in Wi Yeon-ho's logic.

“It’s Hana Yeonho.”

"yes?"

Wi Jeong-han added a word.

"The idea itself isn't wrong, but people aren't always so rational. They'll definitely resent you."

"are you okay."

“……I told you it’s not that simple.”

“No, well, I don’t think you’ll like me just because I don’t do that.”

"what?"

Wi Yeon-ho said with wide eyes.

“They are people I don’t really know and I don’t really interact with them… So do I have to live my life worrying about what people think of me?”

“…….”

Jang Il almost applauded.

What a truly honest life this is.

Jang Il, who knows well how difficult it is to live without worrying about the eyes and reputation of others, could not help but admire Wi Yeon-ho's unwavering spirit.

'That's what kind of person he is, so he must have been like that.'

Looking back, if you were a person who cared even a little about what others thought, you wouldn't be able to live like Wi Yeon-ho.

Isn't it Wei Yan-ho who is lazy and doesn't waver even in the slightest despite being glared at countless times?

“If you just hate it, that’s fine. But there will always be someone who wants to harm you.”

“Who is it?”

“These are the ones.”

“So who is it?”

“…….”

Wi Jeong-han's eyes trembled slightly.

Hacking?

Uh… … Wei Yanho?

'What nonsense did I just say?'

Wi Jeong-han realized anew what kind of person his son was.

'These people here are trying to harm my son?'

You have to make sense.

How could a rat harm a tiger? The most it could do was bite its tail while it was sleeping. Then, all that remained was to be eaten.

No matter how much they harbored a grudge, no one would be so bold as to seek revenge against Wei Yanho. Life is precious to everyone.

“Well, then?”

Wei Yanho slightly pushed his boat out.

"If you feel wronged, come and complain, okay? Then I'll try to resolve it through conversation."

It must be a conversation between the body.

The biggest problem was solved(?). Wei Zhenghan could no longer stop Wei Yanhu.

'Somehow it'll work out.'

And when has anything Wei Yanho ever done been sensible and not dangerous? After all, this is just another extension of that line.

“Do whatever you want.”

"yes."

Wi Yeon-ho chuckled and grabbed the pulse of the fallen man.

“Okay, then clean it up…!”

Woohoo!

Wi Jeong-han's eyes widened slightly.

'What is that?'

The moment Wei Yanhu grasped the Wanmaek, light emanated from his body.

It's a common occurrence.

It would be surprising to see it for the first time, but now it wasn't surprising to Wi Jeong-han. But it was surprising nonetheless.

Because it was clearly visible that it was not Wei Yanhu that was emitting light, but something inside Wei Yanhu's stomach.

'bead?'

A sphere the size of a child's fist, emitting pure white light, was clearly visible within Wei Yanhu's body. It pierced through Wei Yanhu's body, emitting a dazzling light.

And then… … .

“Ugh!”

The stream of light traveled through Il-sun Wi-yeon-ho's body, then moved through the Wan-maek to the body of the fallen man.

“…….”

It felt like I was seeing someone else's internal organs with my own eyes. A stream of light swept through the eight meridians, sweeping through every single vein in my body. Then it returned to Wei Yanhu's body.

At first it was a dazzling white, but by the time I got back I could see with my own eyes that there was a bit of black mixed in.

“I, that…….”

Wi Yeon-ho took his hands off Wanmaek.

"Well, it's definitely more refined than last time. Back then, it was so toxic and turbid that it was tasteless, but this time, it's a bit cleaner, I guess?"

“…….”

“Okay, then…….”

Wi Yeon-ho chuckled.

“Today is a day to overeat. Hehehehehehe.”

I don't know anymore.

I really don't know.