Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Novel - Chapter 145

**Chapter 145: The Holgazan is Enveloped (5)**

Gong Mujin felt a strange sense of restlessness.

Of course, the Ghost and Sword Demons deserved to die, so I had no problem with Wei Yanho sending them to the underworld.

But to see how a legend of a generation was so easily defeated by a young swordsman was an image he did not want to see, especially now that he was approaching middle age.

Even without mentioning the cliché of “the new waves push the old ones”, it is natural that previous generations are overcome by the later ones.

But this was not like a wave, but like a storm coming from behind.

‘Default the Ghost and Sword Demons as if they were children.’

He knows Wei Yanho is strong.

But that force had been evaluated through practice duels. How Wei Yanho would behave in a real battle was unknown even to him.

And his impression of that real battle was…

“A monster.”

Gong Mujin shook his head.

“Will people believe this?”

Gong Mujin looked back, and Eon Hyo shook his head.

“Even though I saw it with my own eyes, I cannot believe it. No one will believe it.”

“…That’s true.”

In life, a wolf may kill a tiger. Although some would find it hard to believe, others would accept it.

But if anyone said a rabbit killed a tiger, he’d be considered crazy.

Gong Mujin looked at the rabbit who had just killed the tiger.

“Oh, after all that effort, my back hurts…”

Wei Yanho kept his sword, wrapped it in a cloth and, carelessly, led it to the carriage.

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At that time, the carriage door opened and Sangwan Hong shook his head.

“…What is it?”

Seeing Sangwan Hong, who seemed half dead, the two Dragons and a Phoenix exchanged glances.

‘It is a miracle that he is alive.’

‘It’s lucky it ended this way.’

‘Friend, don’t be sorry for what you’ve lost. At least you’re alive.’

“It’s nothing.”

Gong Mujin approached Sangwan Hong, patted him on the shoulder and pushed him back into the carriage, as if he was removing something annoying.

“That’s it!”

Wei Yanho climbed into the carriage and lay down, and Wei Suryun jumped too.

“Or… brother!”

“What?”

“Brother, why are you so strong?”

“Your brother has always been strong.”

“Brother, you are incredibly strong!”

“Your brother has always been incredibly strong.”

Although Wei Yanho was calm, no one dared to refute him.

‘He defeated the Ghost and Sword Demons as if they were dogs…’

At this point, even if Wei Yanho said, “I’m not really your brother, I’m your rejuvenated grandfather,” half the people would believe it.

The two Dragons and a Phoenix and Gong Mujin had to strive to regain the sense of reality by seeing the corpses of the Ghost and Sword Demons.

‘Why is it so irritating?’

Wei Yanho had the gift of irritating people, without even boasting or boasting.

“We’re not leaving?”

“Wait a minute.”

Leaving the corpses on the road was also a problem, but burying them was complicated, as it was difficult to bury the corpses of demons with respect.

“Let’s move them into a corner.”

Eon Hyo and Paeng Dohyeong moved the bodies into a corner.

“The animals will take care of them.”

Gong Mujin came to that conclusion, considering that giving them a proper burial would be excessive.

“…Great Master Gong, but…”

“Yes?”

“We have to inform our superiors about the defeat of the Ghost and Sword Demons, but what do we tell them?”

Gong Mujin’s expression was distorted.

They could not say: “A lazy man who joined us by chance drew his sword and defeated the Ghost and Sword Demons as if they were dogs.”

If they reported like this, the answer would be: “These guys were lazy! Do you think the Ghost and Sword Demons are dogs?”

“…let’s say we fight and defeat them.”

“But that is a lie, and the one involved will be angry.”

Gong Mujin looked at Wei Yanho, who was already lying in the carriage.

“It seems you don’t care, and I will explain it to our superiors, so report it that way.”

“Okay?”

“Well, what else can we do?”

Gong Mujin felt like a liar since he met Wei Yanho.

‘Is it okay to do this?’

The appearance of an exceptional successor was welcome, but there was a typical image of that successor.

A handsome young man in a hero’s uniform, or a sharp man with a sharp aura.

There were many images, but none included a young man with legit eyes who did not even bother to draw his sword.

‘Is it okay to do this?’

When he looked again, he saw Wei Yanho lying with a blanket over him.

Gong Mujin felt like crying.

He felt a dark cloud hovering over the future of the martial world.

“Eat this.”

At that time, I Seolhwa offered some snacks he had prepared for Wei Yanho.

“Oh!”

Gong Mujin felt a stab at seeing Wei Yanho eating the sandwiches offered by his disciple joyfully, and kicked the floor with frustration.

The future of the martial world, and even the future of its disciple, was covered with dark clouds.

* * *

“Is this the right way?”

“I told you so.”

“Are you sure?”

“I am Jangil! I am Jangil, the beggar! Don’t you trust me?”

“What ever went well when we believed you?”

“…….”

Jangil, without words, opened and closed his mouth like a fish before getting angry.

“This time I’m sure! This is the way!”

“But why isn’t there an ant on the road?”

“The civilians would have hid in their homes when they saw the warriors, and the warriors are following the legacy of the Sword Emperor.”

“Hmm, then hurry.”

“Do not think only of yourself. Your mother and Jin Yeran in the carriage will no longer be able to bear if the carriage moves much.”

“Right. I didn’t think of that.”

Jangil looked at Wei Sanho, who was grasping his thigh anxiously, and snapped his tongue.

‘How in a hurry he is.’

With Wei Yanho’s abilities, even if the demonic sect attacked, it could protect his life without problems.

Although Jangil explained and confirmed with the Ghost Lady, Wei Sanho still refused to believe it, saying, “My brother can’t be that strong.”

‘I understand…’

Seeing what Wei Yanho did, even Jangil could not understand how he had achieved that level of skill, so it was no wonder that Wei Sanho, who had always been watching Wei Yanho, did not believe it.

“Hmm, I wonder if that guy will really get involved in this.”

“Even if you are traveling in the same direction, it is not easy to find yourself in the vast Central Plains.”

“That’s why I’m telling you.”

“Huh?”

“My brother has the gift of attracting misfortune.”

“… eh?”

“Always, when I committed a crime or caused some trouble, I or my father would find out. At first, I thought it was because I was clumsy, but it wasn’t.”

“Wait a minute. I don’t understand…”

Wei Sanho sighed.

“For you to understand, it seems that he has a magnet in his body, attracting all the incidents around him.”

At the same time, Wei Jeonghan popped his head out of the carriage window and agreed with Wei Sanho.

“That’s true. It definitely has that quality.”

When Wei Jeonghan also agreed, Jangil said seriously:

“Is it possible that a person is like that?”

“My brother is like that.”

“My son is like this.”

Then a soft voice came out of the carriage.

“Then we must go fast. Can we go faster?”

“It’s possible, but is it okay?”

“Yes, it’s okay.”

“Then I’ll go faster. Be careful.”

Jangil took the reins and tried to speed up, but he tilted his head.

“Huh?”

He thought he had been talking to Han Sangah, Wei Yanho’s mother, but the voice was sharper.

‘Is it Jin Soah?’

But that lady was going to see the patients who were passed out on the road, right?

Why are you reacting to Wei Yanho being in danger?

“What are you doing?”

“Ah, it’s nothing.”

Jangil whipped the horse’s ass when he was rushed by Wei Sanho.

“Run! Horses!”

* * *

“Then, of course, he got involved in the incident, didn’t he?”

“Do I have to say it?”

Gwang Gusin Gye responded while cleaning his nose, and Saha nodded, as if he was no longer surprised.

“……I’m afraid this has become so normal.”

“It is so.”

“Then there must have been a great slaughter.”

“Why?”

“As Wei Yanho, the successor of the Sword Emperor, met with those seeking the legacy, something must have happened. Something must have happened, as the true successor of the Sword Emperor is the great master Wei Yanho.”

“Well, yes, but…”

Gwang Gusin Gye smiled showing her yellowish teeth.

“But it’s not like that.”

“Huh?”

Saha, the Historian, smiled without understanding.

“Do you mean the great master Wei Yanho is not the successor of the Sword Emperor?”

“No, it’s not that…”

“Yes.”

“It seemed like a big problem was going to happen, but that guy solved it amazingly.”

“…What do you mean?”

“It’s a very strange thing, how much do you know about this massacre?”

“To be honest, not much.”

“Yes. Isn’t it strange? This massacre began with a great slaughter. Then, it should get worse and worse, but you only know of the existence of this massacre. If it were a struggle for the legacy of the Sword Emperor, the road should be full of corpses.”

“You’re right.”

“It’s all that guy’s fault.”

“……Did another problem happen?”

“It’s complicated.”

Saha said with frustration.

“Please explain clearly to me.”

“Hmm…”

Gwang Gusin Gye scratched her cheek.

“If we rely only on known facts, it is true that Wei Yanho solved this issue in an incredible way.”

“So everything went well?”

“But there is the grace of life.”

Saha barked her head.

What does that mean?

“Well, I’ve given enough introduction, so I’ll tell you. As you thought, the legacy of the Sword Emperor is in the hands of Wei Yanho.”

“In the end, it was.”

“No!”

“Huh?”

Gwang Gusin Gye laughed.

“I told you not to wait for him. That guy is unpredictable. What he did with that secret legacy was…”

Gwang Gusin Gye continued his explanation with a fun expression.