Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Novel - Chapter 127

**Chapter 127: The lazy fights (2)**

I Seolhwa entered the Monte Hua sect, a cult of swordsmen famous throughout the world, at the age of five.

Since then, ekka has lived under the strict rules of the sect. Although Monte Hua is known to be a relatively liberal Taoist sect, it is a famous sect. It is natural that its rules are stricter than those of the common sects.

And the severity of the life of a member of the sect depends more on the teacher than on the type of sect.

I Seolhwa, despite being a woman, was recognized for her talent and was lucky enough to become a disciple of Gong Mujin, the Plum Blossom Sword Spirit, one of the most promising swordsmen of Monte Hua at that time.

Her master was a true sword spirit.

He loved the sword and regarded it as his own life.

And he was someone who demanded of his disciples a strict attitude toward his sword.

Although they were difficult days, she respected her teacher very much, because she believed that he was a real swordsman.

But…

“Come on, another round! Just one!”

“No.”

“How about another round?”

“I don’t want to.”

“Come on, young man. No, young master! Just one more round.”

“Oh, come on!”

I Sheolhwa sighed deeply.

Seomun Dayeon, who was driving the carriage by his side, shook his head and patted him on the shoulder.

“Cheer up.”

“Haaaaaaa…”

It had been a day since they got off the mountain, but that farce was still happening.

Gong Mujin accepted his defeat cleanly. It was an end without resentment, worthy of his master. The problem occurred later.

“What difference does it make if we fight again?! You will also want to improve your sword! I will face you! Where will you find an opponent like me? I am an expert in combat! I will face you body to body!”

“Yes, I don’t want to.”

“Young man!”

I Sheolhwa turned his head and looked into the sky.

‘The clouds are beautiful.’

“Don’t evade reality, miss.”

“…The clouds are beautiful.”

“Miss, react!”

Unfortunately, Gong Mujin was a man who knew how to accept defeat and, at the same time, a man who did not know how to surrender. After recognizing Wei Yanho’s sword, Gong Mujin continued to insist.

‘It’s like that normally…’

He is not called Sword Spirit for being good with the sword, but for his obsession with it.

As he had seen a sword beyond his comprehension, it was impossible for him to be sane. Her teacher had followed an old man who used a technique he could not use for ten days, even to the bathroom, begging him to teach him the secret.

Even after being beaten to death by the angry old man, he did not surrender and insisted until he finally learned the secret.

But then, at least he was older than him, so instead of looking pathetic, he caused admiration for his dedication to the sword.

But…

I Seolhwa rose from his seat and looked back.

She saw her teacher stuck to the roof of the carriage, looking out the window and begging.

“Young man! Think again! It is not easy to find an opponent like me wherever you go! I am someone who can defeat the elders in the main headquarters!”

Master, that’s true.

But do you know that you must be prepared to be defeated by the elders if you keep saying that? No matter how expert the teacher is, you cannot win against many opponents.

“Yes, I don’t want to.”

“Young man, please…”

“Kaaaaak!”

Wei Yanho finally exploded.

“Since you’ve done what you wanted, go home! Why are you bothering others in their way?”

“I’m… I’m sorry.”

I Seolhwa apologized without realizing it.

Wei Yanho was not wrong. Since his ways were different, they should simply have separated and followed their own paths.

But Gong Mujin, who had found an expert after a long time, cancelled all his plans… or rather ignored them and followed Wei Yanho.

From the point of view of Seomun Dayeon, he could not reject the request of Plum Blossom Sword Spirit, and Wei Yanho was not the owner of the carriage. Although he had said that he could use the carriage to Luoyang, there was no clause prohibiting carrying other people in the carriage.

As a result, Gong Mujin occupied the roof of the carriage and insisted with Wei Yanho.

“Think about it. If you fight with me, you will improve your skills, and if you improve your abilities as a warrior’s son, your parents will be happy. They say that a happy family is the basis of everything. A man needs a stable family so that everything goes well. Although I don’t have a family, you won’t marry either, so family stability is the most important thing. Your father, the Sword of the Righteous Hero, would rather than anyone else that his children improve in their martial arts. Besides, as all your ancestors were swordsmen…”

“Uaaaah, stop the carriage!”

Crash!

Before the carriage stopped, Wei Yanho drew his sword, opened the door and went out.

“Come down!”

“Hahahaha!”

Gong Mujin smiled widely and jumped out of the carriage.

“That mouth! That mouth…ca!”

When Wei Yanho spit fire, Gong Mujin smiled even more.

“Hahahaja, young man, it was a good decision to accept the fight.”

“Stop talking and pull out your sword!”

“Good, good. But!”

Gong Mujin, the Plum Blossom Sword Spirit, slowly drew his sword and said:

“Be careful, though I have trusted myself before, my sword is never light, for your sake…”

Thud!

Gong Mujin fell to the ground and had a seizure.

“Tsk.”

Wei Yanho wiped his sword and entered the carriage with a snap of tongue.

“It would be better if the mosquitoes buzz!

When Wei Yanho closed the carriage door abruptly, I Seolhwa approached Gong Mujin, who was lying on the ground, and stood beside him.

“…Teacher, are you okay?”

“Kuh.”

Gong Mujin rose up with difficulty. His face was terribly distorted.

I Seolhwa understood Gong Mujin’s feelings perfectly.

His teacher was…

The pride of the Hua Mount, who is considered the next leader of the sect. From a young age he was recognized for his talent and is now considered to be the successor of the best swordsman of Hua Mount.

His pride was enormous.

As she knew well the enormous pride of her teacher, I Sheolhwa could imagine how easily he had been defeated by a young man.

“Master…”

“What… what kind of sword is that?”

“……yes?”

“I cannot understand the beginning! He issued such a powerful energy, but how can he defeat his opponent without leaving a scratch?”

Gong Mujin’s eyes were wide open.

When she saw that bright look, she felt the urge to retreat.

As expected, Gong Mujin rose suddenly and ran to the carriage.

“Young man, another round, just one more round!”

I Sheolhwa turned his head and looked at the sky again.

‘Mom.’

Twelve years since he entered the sect.

I missed his mother today.

The group, which finally arrived at the village, found a nearby inn and settled.

“Kuh.”

Wei Yanho scratched his head.

“What’s going on?”

A strange leech had stuck to him and was bothering him to death. He had not been able to sleep or rest well, and his head was spinning.

‘Are all experts like this?’

I didn’t seem to know any sword expert who was sane, but it wasn’t surprising.

To have the ability to stand out among the many swordsmen, one must devote himself to the sword without looking at anything else in his life.

Then, of course, there are things to be missed.

Human relationships.

Hobbies.

Social life.

Even in ancient stories, sword experts lived in remote mountains, wielding swords for ten or twenty years. Those guys could not have a normal personality.

They’re called experts.

They are called sword experts simply by wielding a sword, but if a person lives on a mountain for twenty years without seeing anyone, he would normally be a savage or a bandit.

His father, Wi Jeonghan, the Sword of the Righteous Hero, if seen positively, is a warrior passionate about martial arts, but if seen negatively, he is an irresponsible father who abandoned his family and left his wife with children to travel for years.

There was a reason his mother clenched her teeth every time she saw her father.

So it wasn’t surprising that all the experts had twisted personalities. I would simply ignore it if it didn’t cause him trouble.

The problem is…

“Oh, why I only meet these kind of people!”

The fact that people calling themselves “experts” were approaching him.

That’s why his life was so hard.

Wei Yanho looked at the tidy bed, licked his lips and went down. “Though sleeping was good, he was very hungry after eating only dry food for days.

When he came down, the others were already sitting and had asked for food.

“Young man, have you come?”

“…….”

Wei Yanho felt the urge to kick the middle-aged man who was smiling, but repressed his impulse.

Still, he’s a senior.

If rumor spread that the second son of the Wei family had kicked the buttocks of a senior, Wei Jeonghan would come running with foam in his mouth.

Of course, with a sword in hand.

Wei Yanho sighed and sat down.

“Eat a lot! It is important that swordsmen eat a lot.”

“Who said that?”

“Me!”

“……yes.”

Wei Yanho, who had come to the conclusion that he would go crazy if he kept traveling with this guy, began to seriously think about how to get rid of this leech.

“What about that depraved one?”

“I locked him in the stable.”

“What if he escapes?”

“I’ve tied him up with an iron chain and put a plaque on his neck that says ‘I’m a depraved man,’ so no one will release him.”

“…….”

Wei Yanho looked at Seomun Dayeon with a strange expression.

She thought she was the most normal…

‘I will hold on to Luoyang.’

He could not give up the carriage. His comfort was something only those who had experienced it could understand.

‘I should eat.’

Just as Wei Yanho was about to lift his chopsticks, he heard something interesting next door.

“Have you heard of that?”

“From what?”

“From the legacy of the Sword Emperor found on Mount Na.”

“Isn’t that false? The Sword Emperor died three hundred years ago, how is it possible that his grave was discovered now?”

“Many people thought so, but it turns out…”

“……tell me.”

“It turns out it was true! There’s a big fuss!”