Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Novel - Chapter 186

**Chapter 186: The Holgazan Receives a Lesson (5)**

Without considering the kind of person he was, no one doubted his abilities. At least, not at that time.

But back then, it was different.

No matter how many times it was said that Wei Yanho had the power to destroy mountains and divide rivers, people laughed.

Why?

You wouldn’t do the same thing?

You don’t seem to understand this because you’re not a warrior, but if I told you that my three-year-old grandson can break rocks with his fists and uproot trees with his hands, what would you think?

Yeah, that.

You’d think I was lying.

But if a lot of people had seen him?

You’d start to doubt.

If more than twenty people had seen it, you’d have no choice but to believe it.

But even if you believe it, does that mean you understand?

Even seeing it with your own eyes, it’s hard to believe.

That’s where the discrepancy arises.

You’ve heard enough testimony about Wei Yanho’s abilities, but when you meet Wei Yanho, with his eyes like a rotten sardine, everything you’ve heard seems false and illogical.

That’s where people get confused.

Of course, warriors shouldn’t trust each other, but you wouldn’t think a three-year-old boy would kick your head while you fight with him, would you?

If it happened to you, could you safely say that you didn’t trust him and that you could have blocked him?

Yeah, that’s right.

That’s why trust is dangerous.

Everyone thinks they don’t trust each other, but when faced with an unexpected situation, a logical response becomes confidence.

The leader probably felt that deeply at that time.

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“…I have lost.”

Sima Cheonse’s voice was extremely bitter.

Why not?

A man of almost a hundred years, known as the best fighter in the world, had been defeated by a young man without even being able to defend himself. It would be more strange if he had remained calm.

Of course, I felt resentment.

If he hadn’t trusted himself, the result would have been different.

But he, who had fought countless battles, knew.

That trust is part of the skill.

If it had been a real battle, he would have been killed without even being able to speak. Trust is something only survivors can mention. The dead cannot speak.

Regardless of reason, the fact that he had lost did not change.

The only way to maintain his pride was to accept defeat without excuses.

“Do you really admit it?”

“I must.”

When Sima Cheonse smiled bitterly, Wei Yanho withdrew his sword from Sima Cheonse’s shoulder.

“I have lost.”

Seeing Sima Cheonse admit his defeat again, a strange smile appeared on Wei Yanho’s lips.

“You are a man.”

“…Thank you for the compliment, but I cannot consider myself a man now.”

“Victory and defeat are inevitable in war.”

Sima Cheonse sighed without responding.

‘I was too comfortable.’

Although he did not believe it, after living so long in a peaceful world, he seemed to have become less acute than in his days of glory.

If this had happened ten years ago, I wouldn’t have lost so easily.

But…

‘They’re just excuses.’

No reason can change defeat. Losing is losing.

“You are strong.”

“Thank you.”

“…unbelievably strong.”

“I have heard that before. Hehe.”

Wei Yanho scratched his neck.

“I thought it was inappropriate to do this, but I thought it was what I had to do.”

“Right.”

Sima Cheonse stepped back two steps, then put his hands together, bowed to Wei Yanho and bowed.

“I have received a great lesson from young Wei Yanho of the Wei family. Thank you for teaching me that even with the name of warrior, one can lose his warrior spirit.”

Wei Yanho was surprised and bowed back.

In an uncomfortable position, Wei Yanho said:

“Why are you doing this?”

Sima Cheonse raised his head and responded firmly:

“If it hadn’t been you, I would have kept living without realizing my own decay. My abilities would have diminished, and I would have been left behind. It was a painful lesson, an extremely painful lesson. Thank you, thank you again.”

“…I just thought it was the fastest way to end the fight…”

Sima Cheonse let go of a soft laugh.

‘What an interesting boy.’

At his age, with his abilities, it would be normal to be arrogant. It would be normal, and people would not criticize him.

It’s funny when an untalented person acts arrogantly, but who would criticize someone talented for boasting?

Humility only works in normal situations.

If someone like Wei Yanho were humble, the others would have to bury their heads on the ground.

But this guy wasn’t humble, he seemed indifferent to his abilities.

He became a master without even wanting it.

“Even looking in the history of the martial world, there is no one your age with your abilities.”

“……why are you doing this?”

“I don’t know if you’re a genius or a talented person, but no genius or talent can compare with you.”

“I feel uncomfortable…”

“And you have defeated me. No one has defeated Sima Cheonse before, and no one will in the future.”

Wei Yanho said with resignation:

“I see. Tell me what you mean.”

Sima Cheonse, with an uncomfortable expression, said with a trembling voice:

“…Let’s fight again.”

“I knew it!”

Wei Yanho got angry.

“Admit defeat? If you wanted to fight again, why do you admit it!”

“No! No! I admit! I admitted! I lost the previous fight. I lost. You can say you defeated Sima Cheonse. But-!”

Sima Cheonse shouted loudly:

“There is no need to fight! You must give me a chance to take revenge! As I lost the previous fight, let’s fight again!”

“Enough.”

“No, please.”

Sima Cheonse was getting desperate.

“You must consider my reputation! If there’s a rumor that I lost against you, what a shame! I won’t be able to show my face!”

“…I can understand that, but it’s not easy to say it openly, you’re amazing.”

“Then let’s fight again!”

“…No, thank you.”

“No! We must fight!”

Sima Cheonse extended his arms and shouted:

“If you don’t fight again, I won’t let you go! I’m the leader of the Righteous Martial Alliance! I’ll surround this place!”

Gong Mujin looked at the training camp with astonishment and then looked at Wei Jeonghan.

Wei Jeonghan was the one who knew Sima Cheonse best.

“…So he is.”

“One must experiment to know.”

Gong Mujin’s face blushed.

He had also pleaded for a rematch after being defeated by Wei Yanho, but he had not acted so desperately.

‘I understand your feelings, leader.’

He had also felt the sky coming over him, how much more the leader of the Righteous Martial Alliance?

“Do you really need to fight?”

“Yes.”

“What will you give me?”

“Huh?”

Wei Yanho smiled.

“You have to give and receive. You fought with me, and if you want to fight again, I also need something. I have already shown you enough respect as an elder.”

“What do you need?”

“Come here for a moment.”

Wei Yanho and Sima Cheonse approached and began whispering. Gong Mujin looked at the scene with concern.

“What… what are you doing?”

Every time Wei Yanho made that expression, something bad happened. After that expression, he started distributing secret techniques, and then put a tent in front of the Righteous Martial Alliance.

‘After deceiving the officer, he is now deceiving the leader.’

Fortunately, he’s from the Wei family, if he were from the demonic cult, the martial world would be in chaos.

“And… that’s it?”

“Yes.”

“I should consult with the officer…”

“If you don’t do it now, I’ll leave. Consult it and come later.”

“N… no! No! I’m the leader, who I would consult with! I’ll give it to you right now!”

“Really?”

“Yes!”

Wei Yanho pulled out some documents and a portable writing game.

Gong Mujin snapped his tongue at the scene.

‘He always wears that.’

Smart guy.

He had probably not anticipated this situation. He definitely wore it to prevent his opponent from retreating.

“Signature.”

“…well.”

Sima Cheonse wrote something on the paper with an uncomfortable expression, sealed the document and gave it to Wei Yanho.

Wei Yanho smiled, picked up the writing game and, with his sword in his hand, stopped at a distance from Sima Cheonse.

“Let’s start now?”

“Of course!”

“Don’t trust yourself this time.”

“Ugh.”

Sima Cheonse sighed and looked at Wei Yanho.

‘Don’t trust me?’

That’s an interesting phrase.

Although he was surprised, it was Sima Cheonse. He had practiced martial arts for almost a hundred years. Even if it was an instinctive blow, it contained all his experience and wisdom.

Trusting to face a swordsman who had cut his fist?

‘It would be better to ask him to kill me.’

Actually, he didn’t care about his reputation.

If there was a rumor that he had lost to Wei Yanho, people would say, “Hahahaha, it looks like the leader was playing.”

The truth is only true if it is within the understanding of the one who listens to it. Something that surpasses understanding becomes a lie.

The reason he wanted to fight again was not to regain his reputation, but because he wanted to fight Wei Yanho for real.

‘This feeling…’

There was a time when I felt that passion. After the battle against the cult, I had felt that passion again.

“Be careful.”

Sima Cheonse smiled.

“It will be different from before. I am Sima Cheonse. I will show you my true power.”

At the same time, incredible power began to emanate from Sima Cheonse like a storm.

Wei Yanho’s face began to be slowly distorted by the overwhelming power that paralysed him.