Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Novel - Chapter 133

**Chapter 133: The Holgazan meets again (3)**

Sangwan Hong looked inside the carriage with his head tilted, intrigued by the moment the laughter was heard.

Sangwan Hong’s gaze turned towards the interior of the carriage, causing Seomun Dayeon to change the subject in haste.

“How is the great master Sangwan Cheongwon?”

“Do you know my grandfather?”

“I met him in the past.”

“Ah!”

Sangwan Hong nodded. “His grandfather was a man who, like the wind, had woven a wide network of connections everywhere. It was not strange that Seomun Dayeon was part of that network.

Seomun Dayeon looked discreetly back.

‘What interesting guys.’

Even considering the difference of generations, if it were the Three Dragons and a Phoenix, their abilities had already surpassed theirs.

However, perhaps because of their youth, their faces still preserved a youthful air.

Sangwan Hong, the Sword Dragon; Peng Dohyeong, the Dragon of the Way; Eon Hyo, the Dragon of Power; Namgung Hye, the Phoenix of the Sword; and Jong Miryuh, the Phoenix of War.

‘Is it strange that they seem adorable to me?’

If it had been a little while ago, he would have gotten tense seeing them, but now, they just seemed adorable to him.

Seomun Dayeon knew the reason.

♪ Snoring ♪

The snoring from inside the carriage made her blush.

‘With the children present…’

What a lack of decorum.

Seomun Dayeon shook his head.

Actually, Wei Yanho was not so different from these young people. Considering the age, Sangwan Hong was probably older than Wei Yanho. However, Wei Yanho had already faced Gong Mujin, the Plum Blossom Sword Spirit.

‘Thinking it right… what kind of monster is that guy?’

By age, he should be in the same group as them. However, at that age, Wei Yanho already possessed the ability to defeat Gong Mujin without suffering injuries.

It was so absurd that until now it didn’t seem real, but seeing them, reality hit her hard. She didn’t know she was transporting someone who would leave her name in the history of the martial world.

‘And I will remain in history as his coachman.’

The more he thought about it, the sadder he felt.

As if to comfort her sadness, a village and an inn soon appeared.

“We will stay here today.”

“Understood.”

Before Seomun Dayeon finished speaking, Gong Mujin jumped out of the carriage.

“Then let’s reserve rooms. Won’t they help your senior to unhook the horses?”

“Of course, sir.”

Sangwan Hong nodded with a smile.

Normally, the children of noble families would not be willing to help with horses, but having the opportunity to learn from Plum Blossom Sword Spirit, they would not doubt it.

Sangwan Hong and the others helped the innkeeper unhook the horses from the carriage.

“……But isn’t there someone else inside the carriage?”

At the words of Sangwan Hong, Seomun Dayeon and Gong Mujin frowned at the same time.

“Leave it.”

“Leave it for now.”

“Yes?”

Sangwan Hong shook his head, and Seomun Dayeon explained:

“When he wakes up, he will come out just because he’s hungry. Don’t wake him up, he’s someone who makes things worse if you wake him up.”

Sangwan Hong frowned. “The more he heard it, the less he could imagine who the person inside the carriage was.”

After organizing the carriage and booking the rooms, everyone went down to the first floor for dinner.

Gong Mujin received the young officers with a kind smile.

“It is a pleasure to meet the future leaders of the martial world. It is an honor to meet such famous people.”

Sangwan Hong bowed his head.

“It’s just an empty reputation.”

“Hahahaha, you are too humble.”

Sangwan Hong smiled bitterly.

He sincerely believed that his reputation was empty, as being the best officer of the Crouching Dragon Academy did not mean being the best in the martial world.

In general, those who joined the Crouching Dragon Academy were among the five large families, excluding the nine sects. Although occasionally, some key warriors of the nine sects joined, most tended to train within their own sects.

This was due to the fundamental difference between the five large families and the nine sects.

The nine sects had innumerable techniques in addition to the representative techniques that were publicly known. Even Hua Mount, where Gong Mujin was located, was known by the technique of the plum flower sword, but also possessed techniques of fist and other martial arts, as well as movement techniques based on the technique of the purple cloud.

On the other hand, the five large families, although they did not lack representative techniques compared to the nine sects, had few techniques beyond those.

Even the Namgung family, considered the best in the world, possessed the technique of the emperor’s sword and the twenty-four techniques of the iron sword, but few people know the fist techniques of the Namgung family.

Therefore, joining the Crouching Dragon Academy had become essential for the exchange of experience and martial arts.

For this reason, the title of best official of the Crouching Dragon Academy meant being the best among those who were not key officers of the nine sects.

“If it’s not too much trouble, can I say something?”

Jong Miryuh, the Phoenix of War, spoke.

“Oh?”

Gong Mujin looked at Jong Miryuh with interest.

While he was interested in Sangwan Hong, the Sword Dragon, the person he was most interested in was Jong Miryuh.

While the origin of the others was clear, Jong Miryuh’s origin was almost unknown. Yet, she had achieved the title of Phoenix of War through strong determination and rigorous training.

Gong Mujin, who valued perseverance and passion for martial arts, could not help but take an interest in it.

The fact that she seemed even younger than she had heard also aroused her interest. If she had achieved the title of the Phoenix of War at that age, her martial skills should be far more outstanding than she seemed.

“Speak.”

“I have heard that Hua Mount’s sword is the best in the world. As a swordsman, I cannot miss the opportunity to witness the Hua Mount’s sword.”

Despite her soft voice, her request was not trivial at all.

Gong Mujin said with difficulty.

Considering Jong Miryuh’s age, I Sheolhwa would be the right opponent. Although I Sheolhwa was his older sister, his ages were relatively similar.

However, he could not ask him to fight when his internal wounds did not yet appear to be fully healed.

‘If she gets hurt…’

Earlier, I would have pressured I Seolhwa to fight, saying that a warrior was only to fight when he was in perfect condition, but now, thanks to Wei Yanho, Gong Mujin had learned that love for his disciples was as important as love for the country.

“Unfortunately, Sheolhwa’s internal wounds have not yet healed.”

Jong Miryuh slowly denied his head.

“Although I would love to fight Miss I Seolhwa, if the situation prevents it, there’s no other choice. But she’s not the only person here who can use Hua Mount’s sword, is she?”

Gong Mujin’s eyes narrowed.

Seomun Dayeon and the others also paled slightly.

In addition to I Seolhwa, there was only one other person who could use Hua Mount’s sword in this place. Jong Miryuh was defying Gong Mujin, the Plum Blossom Sword Spirit.

“…Are you asking for a fight with me now?”

“It’s not a fight, it’s a learning request.”

“Hahahaja, it is said that the Phoenix of War is ambitious in its martial arts…”

Gong Mujin laughed with resignation and then hardened his expression.

“I will appreciate your determination, but you should reconsider it. I am not someone who sympathizes with his opponent in a fight. If you want to face me, you must be prepared to lose your mind.”

It wasn’t something to be told to a junior.

That meant Gong Mujin was pretty angry. What swordsman would be glad that a young man challenged him to a fight?

“If one dies chasing martial arts, that would be the most appropriate death for a warrior, don’t you think?”

“Hahahaha!”

Gong Mujin nodded.

His anger had diminished.

Jong Miryuh’s serious attitude toward martial arts had pleased him. However, as the Hua Mount sword had been challenged, he could not simply face it with indifference.

“Good. Go outside. I will show you the greatness of Hua Mount’s sword.”

Gong Mujin and Jong Miryuh faced each other on a wasteland outside the inn.

Seeing that, I Seolhwa said with concern to Seomun Dayeon:

“Sister, shouldn’t we stop them?”

“I think we should… but…”

Seomun Dayeon sighed deeply. “She had heard that Jong Miryuh was passionate about martial arts, but she did not expect it to be too impulsive to challenge Gong Mujin directly.”

‘I hope nothing bad happens.’

Gong Mujin was unpredictable, but one thing was certain: it was the Plum Blossom Sword Spirit, and people don’t change so easily.

Although he seemed a kind man with Wei Yanho, if that were his true personality, he would not be known as the Plum Blossom Sword Spirit.

“You better be careful.”

“My sword is also sharp.”

Seomun Dayeon secretly approached Sangwan Hong and said:

“Shouldn’t we stop them?”

Sangwan Hong sighed and shook his head.

“You can’t stop Mubong (Jong Miryuh). If it’s martial arts, it never goes back.”

“Ah…”

When she obtained the title of Phoenix of War at such an early age, she thought there should be a good reason, but she did not expect it to be so.

Passion is good, but this was too much.

“I’ll give you three chances.”

Mubong nodded.

Then, immediately, he drew three swords toward the sky.

Gong Mujin’s eyebrows moved.

“……what are you doing?”

“I have used my three swords.”

“Hahahaha…”

Gong Mujin laughed with resignation. “If seen positively, it could be interpreted as a desire to witness a true sword rather than a mere formality.”

But…

“Do you dare to underestimate me?”

Gong Mujin, the Plum Blossom Sword Spirit, was a proud man. This act could only be seen as provocation.

“I thought of going calmly… Well, I will show you the true sword of Hua Mount.”

A purple aura began to emanate from Gong Mujin’s body. It had unleashed Hua Mount’s purple energy.

I Sheolhwa’s face paled. “In her opinion, her teacher was very angry. Then, the fight would not end without young Mubong getting hurt.

‘I must stop them.’

But who could stop an angry Gong Mujin?

I Sheolhwa’s eyes moved. He saw the carriage at the end of the wasteland.

Could Wei Yanho help?

It might be a good idea, but unfortunately, her plan did not work. Before I could get there, the carriage door opened suddenly, and Wei Yanho, with an expression of irritation, came out vaguely.

“Ah! Why so much noise! I can’t sleep!”

Everyone looked at Wei Yanho.

‘Who is that guy?’

As Sangwan Hong frowned, something strange happened.

Gong Mujin spread all his inner energy, coughed and looked at Wei Yanho.

“Have you woken up?”

‘Have you ‘awakened’?’

Sangwan Hong’s eyes were wide open.

His tone was too soft compared to what Gong Mujin had shown so far.

But that wasn’t all, the real change came from Jong Miryuh.

Jong Miryuh’s expression was markedly hardened when he saw Wei Yanho.