Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 709

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Taejonbirok Volume 29, Episode 9

Chapter 154: The Lazy Man Makes a Decision (4)

“What nonsense are you talking about?”

The first to object was Jang Il.

“Sir, that doesn’t make sense.”

Musan's voice, which had always been calm, was slightly raised.

Zhuge Liang and Peng Dujie silently protested by fixing their gazes on Wei Yanhu.

And the righteous one is… … .

“What does that mean?”

I just asked seriously.

Wi Yeon-ho shrugged.

“It’s true. Now I have to go alone.”

“Why?”

“There’s no reason to say why.”

Wi Yeon-ho turned his head slightly, looked ahead, and continued speaking.

“It seems like there aren’t any ambushes anymore, and there are only the Heavenly Horses ahead, so it’s strange that they’re rushing in like this.”

“It’s not strange.”

“It’s not strange at all.”

“I think we should go a little further.”

Wi Yeon-ho flinched.

“Yeonho.”

"yes."

“We know we’re not of much help.”

Wi Yeon-ho frowned slightly at Wi Jeong-han's serious voice.

“No, that’s not it.”

“I guess that means there’s no need to die a needless death.”

“…….”

Wi Jeong-han nodded and pointed to the back.

“So, do those deaths have any meaning to you?”

Wi Yeon-ho couldn't answer.

“You are my son.”

“What the sudden…….”

“He is my son, whom I am so proud of, and who will never be found again in the world.”

If such words had come out normally, Wei Yanho would have been unable to contain his embarrassment, but at this moment, he could not stop Wei Jeonghan from speaking.

"But that doesn't mean you can choose where I die. This isn't my will as your father, but as a martial artist."

“…….”

"Don't think I'm coming to protect you. We know better than anyone that you don't need protection. However…"

Wi Jeong-han struck his sword.

“As someone who has lived off the food of the river, there are things I must do in times like these.”

Wi Yeon-ho glanced away.

Not only Wi Jeong-han, but his other friends also seemed to have no intention of backing down.

“Then promise me one thing.”

"what?"

Wi Yeon-ho looked at Wi Jeong-han quietly and then opened his mouth.

“Don’t come out.”

"that……."

“This is not a request.”

“…….”

Wi Yeon-ho said with a serious face.

"The fight against the Heavenly Demon has virtually no chance of winning. If my father or the others die next to me, even that slight chance will disappear. Even if I try not to waver, I can't help but waver."

“Hmm…….”

"So, if you want to come out, it'll be after I'm dead. If you don't promise me that, I won't come with you. I'll beat them all up and go alone."

A sigh escaped Wei Jeonghan's lips.

"i get it."

“I promised.”

"I wasn't planning on coming forward anyway. We're not that reckless. That's right…"

Wi Jeong-han, who was about to turn his head to ask for consent, shut his mouth when he saw Jang Il's face.

Jang-il looked around in confusion.

“Weren’t you fighting?”

“With who? With Cheonma?”

"then?"

Zhuge Liang frowned.

"It's certainly a possibility. A tiger can easily catch a puppy, but it struggles to catch a mosquito, so it's worth a try."

“……Is this being sarcastic?”

"fool."

Zhuge Liang clicked his tongue.

“What can we do against the Heavenly Horse?”

“Then why are you following me? I’ll send you alone.”

Zhuge Liang clicked his tongue. He couldn't communicate with Jang Il.

“Anyway, there will be no disturbance, my lord.”

“I feel the same way as the beggar, but honestly, I don’t know why I follow him.”

“We just do our own thing.”

Zhuge Liang smiled brightly.

Looking at that face, Wei Yanhu sighed.

“Do whatever you want.”

Then he turned around.

Wei Yanho took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and quietly lowered his head.

No one interfered with such a miracle.

After a brief moment, Wei Yanhu raised his head. When he opened his eyes again, the hesitation had vanished.

"let's go."

Wei Yanho began to walk forward slowly.

BANG!

A loud explosion is heard from somewhere.

It must have been a pretty strong impact, causing the old building to shake and dust to fall.

But the Cheonma sitting in the center of the battlefield didn't even move a bit.

It makes no sense.

Right now, the demonic cult and the martial arts world are clashing, risking everything. But to Cheonma, all of that is meaningless.

Are you looking at all of those things with the mindset of stepping on an ant and killing it?

No way.

Some may think that Cheonma is making fun of them because he considers them lowly, but that is just a misunderstanding about Cheonma.

Does anyone feel revenge towards ants?

Is there anyone who waits three hundred years to take revenge on an ant?

Never.

The fact that Cheonma had waited this long to take revenge on them was proof that he treated them more passionately than anyone else.

Someone says.

It is said that if one's ignorance reaches the heavens, one becomes a sage, and that one can ascend to the highest level.

That might be the case.

But he wasn't Cheonma. Cheonma was just a human. A mere human, unable to escape the torrent of emotions that seethed more than anyone else.

Because he's human, he can harbor a desire for revenge, and because he's human, he can obsess over it for so long. If you take away his desire for revenge, he might be left with nothing, but as long as he holds this desire, he remains firmly human.

And now, more than ever, Cheonma was realizing that he was human. Even though he had now shed half his human form, the slivers of emotion flowing into his heart still stirred him.

Pity for those who die as a means to his end.

And anger at those who seek to suppress his just vengeance by force.

Hatred towards those who betrayed him in the end despite giving him everything he wanted.

All those emotions were swirling inside him.

Then why doesn't the Heavenly Horse move here?

Those he must take revenge on are right in front of him.

'Are you coming?'

The reason was so simple.

Because he has something to prove before he can complete his revenge.

The Heavenly Horse's eyes slowly open.

And then… … .

Squeak.

The door opened with an annoying friction sound. Cheonma opened the door and watched the person entering.

It's strange.

Whoever walks here now may be his life-or-death rival. Never in his life had Cheonma been conscious of another warrior besides himself.

No one dared challenge him, and no one dared to debate swords with him.

Even the heads of the world's most renowned and prestigious clans, and even the lofty figures who claimed to rule the world with only their own learning, simply lowered their posture and bowed their heads before the Heavenly Horse.

All Cheonma did as a warrior was to walk the path that only he could walk alone, proudly and arrogantly.

But now, someone is blocking that path. And it's a small child who won't even live a tenth of his life.

Are you angry?

Are you speechless?

no.

What Cheonma was feeling towards Wi Yeon-ho right now was an emotion that could not be expressed in words.

That's why I laughed strangely.

A few more people entered behind Wei Yanho, but he didn't even glance at them. Cheonma's gaze was fixed solely on Wei Yanho.

“Did you finally get here?”

Wi Yeon-ho looked at Cheon-ma intently and said.

“I thought you weren’t coming?”

Cheeky tone.

No one in the world would dare speak to Cheonma like that. But instead of getting angry, Cheonma just laughed.

“I thought you would come. I thought you would come. But it would have been wiser not to come.”

“……I guess I have to admit that.”

"I hoped you were wise. But on the other hand, I hoped you weren't. Sometimes, even when you know it's foolish, you have to do it silently. Isn't that right?"

Wi Yeon-ho stuck out his lips.

“Isn’t that just stupid?”

“No. I guess that means you’re brave.”

“It sounds like you’re being overbearing.”

“Hmm, that would be hard to deny.”

Wi Jeong-han looked at the two people with slightly puzzled eyes.

'what?'

Wei Yanhu and Cheonma are at each other's throats. This war will not end until one of them dies. For them, not only their own victory but the fate of the world is at stake.

But the two were talking calmly, like grandfather and grandson.

'Isn't it different from the other day?'

It was difficult for others to understand the feelings of Wi Yeon-ho and Cheon-ma.

Wi Yeon-ho whetted his appetite.

Cheonma is his enemy. He is the one who took his brother's body. But he can no longer blindly hate Cheonma.

This is because I found out that Cheonma's true identity was Baek Muhan.

Of course, he knew that the Baek Muhan he knew and the Cheonma were different people. The Baek Muhan he once met and admired was now nothing more than a fragment split off from the Cheonma.

But even so, it was impossible to completely deny the appearance of Baek Mu-han in Cheonma.

purple.

Even in every gesture and tone of voice, traces of Baek Mu-han are evident.

The same was true for Cheonma.

To him, Wei Yanhu is merely an enemy seeking to obstruct his great undertaking. However, he cannot deny that Wei Yanhu is his disciple.

Even if it is a connection that is connected to some of the insights he left behind, a connection is a connection.

Just as Wei Yanhu could not deny Cheonma, Cheonma could not deny Wei Yanhu either.

no.

I don't want to deny it.

Cheonma knew himself well.

The first thing he did after taking control of the Demonic Cult and ruling it was not to point his sword at the world.

The mission was to find any descendants of the Baekga clan who might still be alive. The person they found was none other than Baek Gong-do.

The devil knows.

That it wasn't simply part of a revival of the Mangeom Baekga.

Cheonma was what I wanted to find.

His traces.

Proof that he lived in the world.

And now, before him stood the most certain proof in the world.

You probably don't understand.

No one will understand.

What kind of feelings does Cheonma have when he looks at Wiyeonho?

Cheonma slowly got up from his seat.

“It may sound strange, but I was so happy to meet you.”

“…….”

Wi Yeon-ho bit his lip slightly.

The feelings Wei Yanho felt for Cheonma were clearly different from those of Cheonma. However, he could understand perfectly well what Cheonma was saying.

Only we can know each other.

"and……."

The eyes of the Heavenly Horse gaze silently at Wi Yeon-ho.

“It’s sad.”

The horse shook its head.

"It's so sad, so sad that I have to end this long journey by killing you with my own hands. Heaven is sending me trials until the very end."

“You don’t have to worry.”

“Hmm?”

Wi Yeon-ho grabbed his sword.

“It’ll be resolved when you die, so there’s no need to blame heaven, right?”

“Hahahaha!”

Cheonma laughed heartily and waved his hand.

At the same time, the entire building surrounding them crumbled and soared into the sky.