Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Novel - Chapter 140

**Chapter 140: The Holgazan the Defeat (5)**

“Do you think it’s possible that someone who pops up suddenly defeats Sangwan Hong so easily?”

Of course not.

Sangwan Hong is not just a stray dog; he is not someone you can beat so easily.

“Then Wei Suryun’s brother is an unimaginable expert, but why was he not known until now? If Wei Sanho’s brother were so expert, his name would not have remained unknown.”

Of course, Namgung Hye’s question was impossible to answer for Wei Suryun, who found a simple solution.

Bang!

“Brother!”

Wei Suryun found an efficient solution: to ask the interested party. There was no need for her to try.

Wei Suryun fell over the huge cocoon in bed and took off his blankets.

“Uuum.”

Wei Yanho moved and resisted, but he could not avoid the hands of Wei Suryun, who had taken away his blankets for years.

“Brother! Brother! Wake up!”

“…Why?”

Wei Suryun pulled off the sleeve of Wei Yanho, who raised his head with his eyes still half closed.

“Brother, where did you become an expert? You could be even stronger than our older brother!”

Wei Yanho frowned.

“Did you wake me up just to ask me that?”

“Yes.”

Wei Suryun smiled innocently, making Wei Yanho sigh.

“I found a ghost.”

“A ghost?”

“A ghost, a demon, someone like that.”

“Explain it in a way you can understand!”

Wei Yanho sighed and began to tell what had happened to him.

Wei Suryun’s expression changed constantly as he listened.

“……So that’s what happened.”

“…….”

Wei Suryun looked at Wei Yanho with disbelief and asked:

“Then, in short, after you separated from our older brother, you fell into a strange cave where you met a ghost who claimed to be the best warrior of three hundred years ago, and you learned martial arts from him, correct?”

“Exactly!”

Wei Yanho was about to cry.

Wei Suryun was the first person to understand and accept his words. Wei Yanho felt the family affection and was filled with joy.

“It’s hard to believe…”

Wei Suryun looked at Wei Yanho with a subtle expression.

Although his story sounded absurd, there was no other explanation for the rapid increase in Wei Yanho’s skills.

Wei Suryun also understood that Wei Yanho was not someone who would train of his own free will unless he found a ghost.

To her, he was her lovely brother, but to the others, he was an unbearable slacker.

“Brother, it is better not to tell this to anyone else.”

“…Yes, I suppose.”

“Yes. They probably consider you crazy. Let’s say you met a hermit in the mountains and learned martial arts from him.”

“That’s what I thought too.”

Wei Suryun nodded enthusiastically.

‘I don’t know who that person is, but it’s not a good situation.’

It appears that the martial arts that were originally not intended to be transmitted had come into the hands of Wei Yanho. If the descendants of his master appeared and demanded those martial arts, Wei Yanho would have no choice but to deliver them.

‘He’s not lying.’

Based on Wei Yanho’s testimony, it was obvious that he was not a common warrior. Moreover, the change he had experienced in five years proved to be true.

“Let’s keep the same story.”

“Yes. Well, whatever.”

Wei Yanho looked at Wei Suryun as asking if he could sleep now, and Wei Suryun nodded slowly and left the room.

‘I wonder if there will be problems.’

What doesn’t fit always causes trouble. Isn’t it strange that a lazy person has those skills?

However, Wei Suryun smiled and dismissed his concerns.

“Well, he’s my brother.”

If he were someone else, he could cause trouble, but his brother was too lazy to cause trouble.

Therefore, Wei Yanho would not cause problems in the martial world.

But Wei Suryun didn’t know.

Wei Yanho had already caused many problems and planned to travel and gain experience to survive.

* * *

“Get me out of the carriage?”

Seomun Dayeon watched Wei Yanho’s expression and desperately sought words of comfort.

“For now, you are a patient.”

“Yes, but…”

Wei Yanho was shaking.

This carriage was special.

It was a comfortable and luxurious carriage that Wei Yanho had customized for his travels. And now he had to walk to Luoyang?

It was absolutely impossible.

But…

Wei Yanho looked at Sangwan Hong, who was limping. Seeing Sangwan Hong looking at him with hatred, his heart softened.

‘It’s unfortunate.’

Although it was not intentional, it could have caused the Sangwan family to end.

In addition, Sangwan Hong could not walk, nor ride. Walking would be better than horseback riding, as something terrible could happen.

Wei Yanho remembered the pain in the groin when Wei Sanho forced him to ride, so he couldn’t ask Sangwan Hong to ride.

“……there is no choice.”

Wei Yanho was lazy, but he wasn’t ruthless.

“It will be comfortable.”

“Khuh!”

Sangwan Hong trembled every time he saw Wei Yanho.

Wei Yanho received that look boldly. If someone else had looked at him like this, Wei Yanho would have checked if he had ink in his eyes, but at this time, Sangwan Hong was the only person, besides his family, who had the right to look at him like that.

Finally, Sangwan Hong looked away.

“Be careful as you go up.”

Sangwan Hong nodded to the words of Eon Hyo, who helped him, and opened the carriage door.

“One moment.”

But someone stopped Sangwan Hong.

I Seolhwa ran and, before Sangwan Hong, put his head in the carriage.

“Huh?”

I Sheolhwa, who had taken several things out of the carriage, quickly climbed up and began to place them carefully.

‘Mantas?’

Sangwan Hong opened her eyes with amazement.

Why were there blankets there?

Why were there blankets in the carriage?

And why was he putting them on the roof of the carriage?

Gong Mujin noted with satisfaction how I Sheolhwa accommodated the blankets.

‘I raised my disciple well.’

Look, he even put up blankets for his master to travel comfortably.

‘I should have treated her better.’

Pressing her didn’t improve her abilities, she had behaved too harshly.

Determined that I Seolhwa had a better future, I Seolhwa finished accommodating the blankets, got out of the carriage and, without looking at Sangwan Hong, approached Gong Mujin.

“Oh, it’s okay.”

But I Seolhwa, ignoring Gong Mujin, looked at Wei Yanho, who was behind Gong Mujin, and said in a somewhat abrupt tone:

“I’m done.”

“Huh?”

“You can climb the roof.”

“Oh!”

Wei Yanho got into the carriage with joy. As he met the soft blankets, he felt great satisfaction.

“Aaaaah.”

Wei Yanho, who had been sleeping until that morning, got into the blankets as if he hadn’t slept in two days. Gong Mujin opened his bewildered mouth.

“Seolhwa.”

“Yes?”

“Do I have to walk?”

“…….”

Seeing I Sheolhwa looking into the sky without responding, Gong Mujin closed his eyes tightly.

Was it tears that flowed from his eyes?

Raising a daughter, or rather, a disciple, is of no use…

Gong Mujin sighed deeply when he saw I Sheolhwa avoiding his gaze.

‘Yes, you can.’

Gong Mujin, who had learned love for his disciples and for the country, did not blame I Sheolhwa.

‘But you shouldn’t!’

Stealing the place from an older man and rejoicing…

“Are you sleeping?”

Already?

How long has it been?!

He learned the technique of sleep?! How can he sleep so deeply just touch the pillow?! Even after sleeping all day yesterday!

“Mmm.”

He felt a sharp pain in his stomach.

A warrior with a stomachache!

“Great Master Gong.”

Gong Mujin turned his head weakly when he heard Seomun Dayeon’s voice.

“I think we should leave…”

Gong Mujin understood what Seomun Dayeon meant. I Seolhwa would sit in the coachman’s seat, and the others would walk. I asked him what he would do.

Would you walk with the other officers or…?

Gong Mujin turned his head weakly.

Gong Mujin made eye contact with Peng Dohyeong and spoke.

“Hey, you.”

“Yes, great Master Gong.”

“Go buy a horse.”

“…….”

♪ Clip clop ♪ ♪ clip clop ♪

Gong Mujin felt miserable.

Horses have always been valuable. The price of a good horse far exceeds that of a house.

Therefore, there was no decent horse market in this town, and all I could find was a donkey about to collapse.

“…….”

Gong Mujin, riding on the donkey, following the carriage, felt a wave of emotions.

‘Why is this happening to me?’

Think about it.

This is Gong Mujin.

Gong Mujin, the Plum Blossom Sword Spirit, is recognized as one of the best swordsmen of his time. He should be riding an impeccable white horse, but in reality, he is riding a donkey and wobbly along the way.

“This is all that guy’s fault.”

Until recently, Gong Mujin believed that meeting Wei Yanho was a blessing, but lately, he had changed his mind.

“……I could be a god of calamity.”

Gong Mujin trembled at the idea that he might have met a demon who attracts misfortune.

If it were just him, it wouldn’t matter, but seeing that even his disciple was being affected, he decided that he needed a solution.

“How…”

At that moment, Gong Mujin raised his head at once.

‘What?’

He saw two people walking slowly toward them.

Gong Mujin’s body was strained. Just by seeing them, his muscles tightened, preparing for battle.

‘Who are they!’

Who could make Gong Mujin feel that way?

Gong Mujin turned his head discreetly.

He wasn’t the only one here, so even if there was a crisis…

“Are you sleeping?”

Gong Mujin was furious to see Wei Yanho sleeping peacefully.