Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Novel - Chapter 124

**Chapter 124: The idler is avenged (4)**

The morning dew covered the ground.

“Kuh.”

Seomun Dayeon woke up and stretched out her arms.

“It hurts all over me…”

So they should not camp. Although they had made fire, the cold had penetrated his body, and he felt very heavy.

‘Will she be all right?’

Naturally, I was worried about I Seolhwa.

If she, who was healthy, felt so heavy, how would I Sheolhwa feel, that she was hurt?

Seomun Dayeon rose and went to I Seolhwa.

“Miss.”

“…Yes.”

I Seolhwa lowered the blanket and popped his head.

‘Is she cute?’

She had not noticed because her expression was inexpressive, but now that the sun was rising, she had a very nice face. It was hard to believe that that person was a disciple of Gong Mujin, the fearsome spirit of the sword.

But her eyes were red like a rabbit’s, like she didn’t sleep well.

“Did you find the bed uncomfortable?”

“No, no, she was comfortable.”

“You don’t seem to have slept well.”

“…it wasn’t for the bed.”

“Yes?”

I Seolhwa blushed and re-covered with the blanket.

“Should we get up?”

“Yeah, I’ll get up now.”

When I Sheolhwa got up with the blanket, Seomun Dayeon smiled.

Now that I think about it, she looks young.

“Are you all right?”

“Yeah, I’m fine.”

“But you have suffered a serious injury.”

The answer came from somewhere else.

“If you complain about a wound of that level, you are not worthy to be my disciple.”

Seomun Dayeon turned around quickly.

‘Who?’

She had not felt any presence, but she had been surprised. If the person who had surprised her had wanted to, she could have killed her without her noticing.

In her eyes, a middle-aged man with a clean expression was smiling.

“Isn’t that right?”

“That’s right.”

I Seolhwa’s face hardened and rose suddenly.

“I’m still…”

Seomun Dayeon tried to stop her, but she ignored Seomun Dayeon and bowed to the middle-aged man.

“Greetings to my master.”

“You seem to have had a hard night.”

Seomun Dayeon’s eyes trembled.

‘So this person is…’

According to I Sheolhwa, the person in front of her was Gong Mujin, the sword spirit of plum flowers.

An incomparable swordsman of Hua Mount.

Hua Mount’s secret weapon that aspired to become the best swordsman of the future.

Her body was shaking.

Gong Mujin was known for his ruthless character, which corresponds to his name. Didn’t the story continue to be told of how he had killed ten people at once for insulting his sword?

“Greetings, senior.”

“Who are you?”

“I am Seomun Dayeon of the Seomun family.”

“Seomun Dayeon… what’s your relationship with Seomun Cheonse?”

“He’s my father.”

“I see, so you’re Seomun Cheonse’s daughter, with such a beautiful daughter, it’s no wonder that this guy doesn’t go out into the martial world and stay home.”

Seomun Dayeon blushed.

“Was it you who saved my poor disciple?”

“No, no.”

“Oh, yeah?”

Gong Mujin looked at I Sheolhwa with his eyes sunk and spoke.

“So, what happened?”

* * *

“I found it!”

Wei Sanho frowned at a man… no, a beggar entering the door.

“Can’t you avoid being so reckless?”

“I found Yeonho!”

At that time, Wei Sanho’s body stretched and grabbed Jangil by the neck.

“Where is he?”

Don’t use instant speed for this nonsense!

No, instant speed at this age, what do the Wei family eat to grow up like that?

Do they eat eternal milk from a divine beast instead of ordinary breast milk?

At the time Jangil was about to respond, the door opened suddenly.

“Yeonho?”

“Yeonho?”

Wi Jeonghan and Han Sangah entered almost breaking the door.

‘…I should stop dealing with the Wei family.’

Although he had already decided, why did he get involved with all of them here?

“The Xinyang beggars saw a man who looked like Wei Yanho.”

“Xinyang?”

Wi Jeonghan and Han Sangah were about to pack, but Wei Sanho remained calm.

“He was alone?”

“They say he was with a woman…”

“A woman?”

At that moment, Jangil trembled when he heard a voice from outside.

‘What’s wrong with that lady?’

Ghost Lady was showing interest in hearing the word “woman.”

“I’d like more information.”

“…The exchange of information with Ghost Lady is not our policy.”

“So that’s why you don’t want to talk?”

“Policies exist to break.”

Jangil was sad.

He was a subordinate of the Beggar Sect. That meant he could be well received wherever he went. He didn’t have to beg, he could get food simply by visiting different sects, and he didn’t have to worry about food for ten years as a subordinate of the Beggar Sect.

But these people were treating a subordinate of the Beggar Sect as if he were a stray dog.

No, a stray dog would be better, they wouldn’t ask a stray dog for information.

“Let’s go to Xinyang.”

Wi Jeonghan was about to leave, but at that time, two people came through the door.

“What’s going on?”

“Ah, Grand Master.”

Wi Jeonghan looked at Jin Soah with a smile. Wi Jeonghan admired Jin Soah, who ran such a big place at such a young age.

His son was older than Jin Soah, but he was not yet a decent person, so he was happy to see this talented young man growing up so well without parents.

“They say they’ve found Yeonho’s trail.”

“You mean my brother Yeonho, where is he?”

Wi Jeonghan couldn’t help but smile at Jin Soah, who seemed more excited than him.

That lazy guy is lucky with people.

He thought he would be lucky if he could make a living, but seeing these talented individuals looking for Wei Yanho, he seemed to have good luck with people. That made Wi Jeonghan happy.

“They say he was seen in Xinyang.”

“Ah, Xinyang!”

Jin Soah was about to run away, but someone grabbed her by the arm.

“What kind of disrespect is this in front of the guests?”

“…I’m sorry.”

‘Huh?’

Wi Jeonghan looked with surprise at the woman who rebuked Jin Soah.

A woman who looked a little older than Jin Soah made a deep bow.

“Greetings to the family of our benefactor. I am Jin Yeran, the eldest daughter of the Sacred Hand Hall.”

“Nice to meet you.”

The older daughter of the Sacred Hand Hall…

Normally, the eldest daughter should lead the Sacred Hand Hall along with Jin Soah, but considering her clothes and the fact that she had not appeared before, it seemed that she did not live in the Sacred Hand Hall.

‘You must have some reason.’

Wi Jeonghan did not delve into that. “There is nothing more impolite than to ask about the family affairs of others.

“But benefactor?”

“Young Master Wei Yanho saved me once. No, I cannot say it was only once. The grace I received from him is immense, it is difficult to express in words.”

Flash!

At that moment, a killer glow came out of Wi Jeonghan.

“Oh.”

Han Sangah was looking at Jin Yeran with the eyes of a hawk looking for prey.

‘Here we go again.’

Han Sangah’s search for a wife for Wei Yanho had begun.

‘But…’

It’s not bad. No, it’s not bad, it’s even too good. Jin Yeran’s beauty was exceptional.

Seeing the white face and the definite features of it, he doubted whether he had ever seen such a beauty.

“What are you looking at, you green old man?”

“…I was looking at the universe.”

“If you don’t want to see hell, move away.”

“Yes.”

Han Sangah pulled Wi Jeonghan apart and asked Jin Yeran.

“Well, what’s up?”

“The lady is not feeling well, so I came to examine her personally. As she is the mother of our benefactor, please allow me to return some of his favor.”

“I see. How old are you?”

“Huh?”

“Are you engaged?”

“Huh?”

“What do you think of our Yeonho?”

“…… eh?”

Her obsession was terrifying.

* * *

“Hmm…”

Gong Mujin, after listening to everything, turned his head and looked at the carriage.

‘That someone who has not even reached the age of twenty has defeated someone whom even my disciple could not face?’

It was hard to believe.

But seeing Seo Juak, whose face was swollen like a pumpkin on the roof of the carriage, it was hard not to believe it.

‘One stroke…’

It was a very interesting story.

“You had a good experience.”

“Yes.”

I Sheolhwa bowed his head with a serious face.

“Did you trust yourself?”

“No.”

“You didn’t trust yourself and yet you couldn’t resist for a second? It seems that the martial skill of that depraved was beyond my expectations. How do you feel?”

“…I’m fine.”

“It seems that the healing was effective.”

Gong Mujin examined I Seolhwa’s body and nodded.

“Truly.”

It was getting more and more interesting.

Healing someone with internal wounds was not easy. Seeing her twisted internal energy, it seemed that it was not a minor wound, but it was already completely healed. If she healed properly, her twisted internal energy would recover soon.

‘Interesting.’

Looks like he’s a kid, but does he have that ability?

He began to be curious to see his face.

“If you had a good experience, that’s good.”

“Yes, master.”

“But it is also true that you have stained the name of Mount Hua.”

“…….”

Gong Mujin’s gaze turned cold.

“Your trip to the martial world ends here. As soon as you return to Mount Hua, go to the repentance room and stay locked up for a year.”

“…I will receive your order.”

Seomun Dayeon’s eyes opened.

It was a situation that seemed inevitable. But, confining itself to having gone through that situation? It was too cruel a decision.

But neither Gong Mujin, who was giving the order, nor I Sheolhwa, who was listening to it, seemed to think it was strange.

“That the opponent was strong is not an excuse. Even if the opponent were strong, you should have fought with all your might. If you had died at the hands of that depraved, I could have praised you, but I cannot tolerate that you survived thanks to someone’s help after being defeated by a depraved.”

“…I know.”

“If you weren’t my disciple, I could forgive you, but I can’t tolerate my disciple going through it.

“Yes.”

Seomun Dayeon trembled.

It was too cruel a decision even for the strict rules of a famous sect.

“Speaking of it…”

Gong Mujin looked at the carriage with interest and began to approach.

“Should I see the face of the benefactor who saved my dear disciple?”

Gong Mujin knocked on the carriage door where Wei Yanho was sleeping.

“Have you coughed?”

“…….”

“Have you coughed?”

“Oh, really, since the morning!”

When a voice filled with irritation was heard, Gong Mujin’s expression hardened.

The door opened suddenly, and Wei Yanho shook his head.

“What’s going on?”