Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 628

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Taejonbirok Volume 26, Episode 3

Chapter 138: Welcome the Lazy Man (3)

“Is this Wei Yanhu?”

The new investigator frowned slightly. Why was Wi Yeon-ho's name mentioned here again?

“There’s something I want to confirm.”

Baek San fixed his gaze on Wi Yeon-ho. Wi Yeon-ho shrugged his shoulders at that gaze… no, flinched.

“You can ask me anything. Can I answer?”

“No, that’s not for you to answer.”

Baek San spoke in a voice without any highs or lows.

"I've heard a rumor I'd like to confirm. I heard something strange happened during the recent war with Baekgeomseong."

“Something strange?”

"yes."

Baeksan glanced around briefly. Meeting everyone's gaze, he continued speaking.

"I've heard that those suffering from this disease have lost a significant amount of their internal energy during the treatment process. It's said that Shaolin, shamans, and the Namgung family have suffered severe damage as a result. Is this true?"

Namgung Jo-wi frowned as attention was suddenly focused on him.

“……It’s true.”

It was something they didn't want to say first.

Because it would seem like they were holding Wei Yanho accountable. And another thing: even if it were true, it wasn't something to be said in front of the elders of other sects.

Because no one wants to officially admit that their power is not what it used to be.

But if you ask me so blatantly, I have no choice but to answer.

“It happened during the treatment process.”

"Of course. I have no intention of holding them back. If it weren't for the Wei Yanhuo Sohyup, no one would have been able to treat them, and if they hadn't, they would all have died. The Wei Yanhuo Sohyup's achievements are beyond words. I offer my deepest respect."

Baeksan slightly bowed his head towards Wiyeonho.

"one."

But Baek San raised his voice as if that action was just a start.

"The problem isn't the outcome, but the method of treatment. If the internal energy was simply lost, no one could blame Wei Yanhuo. But if the internal energy has returned to Wei Yanhuoo, this is a problem that cannot be overlooked."

The new detective closed his eyes.

It's a headache.

That's why I tried to avoid mentioning it as much as possible. But Baek San insisted on bringing it up.

“One, that is during the treatment process…….”

“Sir.”

Baek San interrupted Shin Gi-su's words.

"If this treatment were the only issue, I wouldn't have raised it. In any case, isn't it true that everyone was saved? I don't believe we should always resort to extreme measures to achieve a certain goal. Even if it's an inappropriate method, if it can produce results, we should use it."

"no!"

Wi Jeong-han suddenly stood up from his seat.

“Sit down.”

“One military man!”

“Didn’t I tell you to sit down? Now is the time to listen.”

Wi Jeong-han glared at Baek-san once and then sat down.

'Evil human.'

Now, Baek San was cleverly establishing that Wei Yanho had used wrong methods. While he appeared to be defending the case, he was actually insisting that Wei Yanho had resorted to sorcery.

“Please continue.”

Baeksan cleared his throat. Then he opened his mouth again.

“The loss of those who have lost their history is beyond words.”

“It’s better than being dead.”

"Yes, I think so too. But I can't help but wonder."

Baeksan looked straight at Wiyeonho.

"The Wei Yanhuo Swordsman has achieved remarkable feats. They are now known as the Glorious Swordsman. It's truly remarkable. It's truly remarkable."

The useless empty words continued. Everyone present could sense that Baek San was laying the groundwork for what he really wanted to say.

"But, you see. The foundation of that remarkable achievement lies in the incredible inaction of the Wei Yanho clan. It was only possible because of their strength. But…"

Baeksan's tongue moved as nimbly as a snake.

“Why is the Wiyeonho Sohyup so strong?”

The room was silent.

"Being strong is a good thing. When I first heard the story of the Wei Yanhu Shao-xia, I was delighted that another ally had appeared in the martial world. But as I kept hearing rumors, I suddenly began to wonder. How can the Wei Yanhu Shao-xia be so strong?"

“Are you telling me to become weak on purpose?”

Baeksan shook his head at Wi Jeong-han's loud voice.

"No, no. Being strong is a good thing. And it's not that strange. Sometimes, the world presents geniuses who transcend common sense. Yes, people like Wi Yeon-ho's older brother, Wi San-ho."

At the mention of Weishanho's name, Wei Zhenghan's face grew even more grim. Just as he was about to have a seizure, a chubby hand pressed down on Wei Zhenghan's shoulder.

Wi Jeong-han turned his head, realizing that it was Wei Yan-ho who had pressed down on his shoulder. Wei Yan-ho was chuckling.

Only then did Wi Jeong-han sigh and relax.

"Wei San-ho is also a genius. He was truly remarkable. But Wei Yan-ho's So-hyeop is on a whole other level. He can't be simply described as a genius. Do you know where that difference comes from?"

The new detective glared at Baek-san with a hardened face.

All the words I have spoken so far have been prepared only for this purpose.

He prepared a rebuttal, but Baek San drove the wedge in before Shin Gi-su could even refute him.

“It’s internal energy.”

The moment those words came out, the room became as cold as ice.

"Their background is on a whole other level. Even though Wi San-ho was called a once-in-a-century genius, he was still called a late-stage genius because of his background. As everyone here knows, isn't it also the lack of background that prevents outstanding late-stage geniuses from easily advancing to the next level?"

“…….”

"History can't be obtained through shortcuts. It's something only time can solve. But…"

Baeksan's gaze was fixed on Wi Yeon-ho.

"For such a thing, the power of the Wiyeonho clan is truly immense. I dare not compare it to them."

“That’s inside Wei Yanho’s body right now…….”

“What was it like before?”

“…….”

"Can someone with such insufficient stamina kill the Demonic Cult's bishop and break the Heavenly Sword? That's not the only thing I find puzzling. It's the fact that the level of advancement has been so rapid. During the Hwasan Branch, Wei Yanhuo couldn't handle the Demonic Cult's bishop. But in this Battle of Luoyang, he's reduced both bishops to mortals. How much difference do you think there was between those two periods?"

"so……."

The warmth disappeared from the new detective's voice.

“What do you want to say?”

“I just want to hear an explanation.”

“How can you explain becoming stronger?”

“Why are you doing this, sir?”

“What?”

Baeksan said with a light smile.

"It's so cheap. If you have reasonable doubts, shouldn't you be open to questioning it? Can't we have any questions about Wei Yanho?"

“…….”

"Then I'll just say it without beating around the bush. I'll be the villain. To be honest, I suspect that Wi Yeon-ho So-hyeop used sorcery to extort personal information."

The official's mouth fell open.

To say that out loud.

I admit it.

There was room for doubt, but it was something no one dared to say out loud.

But Baek San detonated the detonator. Now that things have come to this, Wi Yeon-ho has no choice but to explain himself. If he fails to provide a proper explanation, he could be designated as a public enemy.

That's why even the righteous and the new investigators couldn't hide their discomfort. In fact, the new investigators seemed even more agitated than the righteous and the new investigators.

'That damned squirrel.'

What kind of time is it that you are driving Wei Yanhu?

Reasonable doubt?

There's a time for that too. With the Baekgeomseong and the Demonic Cult now before them, does it make sense for them to split among themselves?

“Not everything is just talk!”

“Sir, I didn’t say that out of emotion.”

Baeksan said, leaning back leisurely.

"If the circumstances weren't like this, I wouldn't have been suspicious. But don't all the circumstances make it impossible not to be suspicious? The late index's powers have rapidly increased, and while treating others, that late index absorbed their powers. So, can we not suspect that something similar has happened before?"

The new investigator ground his teeth.

'This damn author.'

That's nonsense.

“How can you suspect something like that happened when there were no victims?”

“Of course there would be no victims. They wouldn’t be alive.”

“Go! Even words are not words!”

"Sir, I don't think my question is particularly strange. If you're this excited, then perhaps…"

“What?”

Just as the new detective was about to jump up from his seat, a leisurely voice was heard.

“Shouldn’t you be asking me instead of fighting over it?”

Of course, the owner of the voice was Wei Yanho.

Baek San and Wi Yeon Ho's gazes entangled in the air. Baek San's gaze was sharp, but Wi Yeon Ho's was tinged with mischief.

“Yeah, that makes sense.”

Baek San said with a stern face.

"Now, answer me. How did you acquire so much internal energy? Can you prove that it wasn't stolen from someone else?"

“This old man, he’s a funny guy, isn’t he?”

Wi Yeon-ho chuckled.

“You think it’s funny?”

“That’s not a given. Why should I have to prove it?”

"……what?"

“Sir, it seems like you’ve gotten so used to other people doing things for you when you lift a finger since you’re in such a high position. But the proof of doubt is always the one who doubts.”

“……What does that mean?”

“Sir, you came to my room earlier, right?”

“What are you talking about? I’ve never been to your room.”

“You came into my room and stole my money. The money I had piled up in the corner.”

“What the hell is this guy talking about! When did I!”

“Then prove it.”

"what?"

Wi Yeon-ho sat up. Then he glared at Baek-san.

“Prove to me now that you didn’t steal my money.”

“…….”

"I'm already pressed for time, so please hurry up and do it. If you can't prove it, I'll give you a piece of bread for every nyang you have. Hey, you beggar!"

"huh?"

“How much money was in the pocket?”

“Um… about five hundred nyang?”

“……There were that many?”

Jang-il closed his mouth.

"You cruel bastard, you're not even human. Anyway, it's five hundred nyang. Then five hundred bread rolls."

Baeksan's face trembled.

When has he ever been treated like this?

"You seem to be feeling wronged, but this isn't the time to be feeling wronged. You need to prove you didn't do it."

“This, this guy…….”

“Do you think this is a joke?”

As Wei Yanho lowered his voice, a suffocating tension swept through the room.