Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Novel - Chapter 2

Chapter 2

His personality is also quite horrible, but at least it is tolerable.

No, wait, there’s a problem with saying it like that. To be more precise, her personality is horrible, but other problems eclipsan her.

What?

Is it rumored that Guangqushen has a righteous personality?

What the fuck!

Think about it logically.

That guy is the one who put an end to the great calamity of the world, and he will be talked about countless times in the future.

But would you tell your son: “That bastard became a great figure despite being a piece of shit, so you should follow his example and become a good piece of shit too”?

You couldn’t, could you?

Well?

Of course not.

So what are you doing?

You make things up.

You make up all sorts of things and spread the message that that guy was a wonderful person!

Wei Yan-ho just sat there and took it?

He had no choice but to sit there and accept it.

That’s him.

He doesn’t care about those things.

What?

No, not that he doesn’t care about those things specifically, he doesn’t care about anything.

I’m telling you, he doesn’t care!

Ah, this guy doesn’t really understand what people say.

It’s not about reputation or anything: this guy really doesn’t care about anything.

Because that guy is…

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Every human being lives with dreams.

Sometimes they forget their dreams when they are swept away by the waves of the world, and sometimes they try to hide the dreams they harbor, but fundamentally, we all have great dreams in our hearts.

So what dream would a child born into a martial arts family have?

Of course, it would become the best under the sky.

Practicing chivalry with the best martial arts in the world, establishing justice and raising the name all over the world: that would be the right dream for a descendant of a martial arts family.

There was a boy like that here.

A child born in a martial arts family, who grew up learning about the chivalry of martial artists.

The child also had in his heart the dream of becoming the best under heaven.

And the boy knew the fastest way to become the best under the sky.

Endless effort!

No matter how talented a genius can be, he cannot become the best under the sky effortlessly.

A diligent fool can defeat a lazy genius.

The boy knew better than anyone that only daily and tireless training would elevate him to the position of the best under the sky.

Of course, the child also had the will to endure difficulties that wore out his bones.

But there was a problem.

It wasn’t a big problem, if you think about it, it was a very trivial problem.

But that triviality put him to the test.

– It’s too late today.

The boy saw the sunset outside the window.

What a shame!

Today was the day I was going to sweat and lay the foundations to become the best of tomorrow under the sky, but it was already too late.

The sun was setting.

Couldn’t you train at night?

What nonsense!

If I were to train late today, I couldn’t get enough rest and train without enough rest would be inefficient.

In the end, it would be much better to sleep well and start training early tomorrow morning instead of training today.

“I should sleep well today and train tomorrow.”

The boy took a firm resolve.

The effort is not just about moving the body.

The real effort is to move efficiently with a perfect understanding of training and accurate planning!

The boy covered himself with the blanket.

I need to sleep early today to wake up early tomorrow.

A firm will settled in the boy’s heart.

But when do things happen in the world as planned?

The boy’s great ambition would soon suffer a huge obstacle.

Hit!

The door opened abruptly.

The space called his room, which had been lovingly embracing only the child, began to be invaded by ruthless outside intruders.

How to solve this sad and presumptuous situation?

The boy didn’t move.

It was not time to act hastily. Was it not the first thing you had to do to analyze with your whole body the information about who entered the room?

Hit.

Hit.

Steps were heard.

The boy’s ears rose.

The child began to analyze the situation based on the steps he heard.

‘Those heavy and strong steps are…’

This is definitely…

“Get up.”

It was his father.

The boy didn’t move.

If I pretend to sleep, I may not wake up and go.

Whispering!

The blanket that covered the child flew through the air.

“Ah…”

The boy felt an indescribable void and lifted his head slightly. The dear blanket with which he had hooked up about 300 of the 365 days of the year was now moving away before his eyes.

And through the waving blanket, he could see the figure of a middle-aged man.

It was a familiar face.

Of course, it was his father’s face.

But today that face looked a little strange.

‘Has the wind come?’

Her father’s cheek trembled non-stop.

“Get up.”

The child slowly lifted the top of his body.

“Yan-ho.”

“Yes.”

“The sun is setting.”

“I saw.”

“But you’re still lying down.”

“Because the sun is setting.”

The child’s father, Wei Jeong-han, smiled.

Do you know how long you’ve been locked up in your room, lying down?

The boy bowed his head.

Was it three days ago or four days ago?

It was ambiguous.

“Three days?”

Wei Jeong-han shouted loudly.

You’ve been locked up in your room for four days, covered with a blanket and turning around, your back hurts, even a bear would turn around after three days lying down in the sweat of his back!

The boy nodded.

Wasn’t it a child’s duty to respond when his father said something right?

“So I would get up and go back to bed from time to time.”

Crack.

Wei Jeong-han’s teeth collided producing a rough sound.

So during the four days I was out of the house, you stayed in your room and only got the food that the servants brought you?

The child felt wronged.

“Actually, I was also going to train.”

“But?”

“But every time I opened my eyes, the sun went down.”

“Then?”

The boy scratched the back of his head.

When the sun sets, you have to sleep so you can get up early tomorrow and train…

“Kraaack!”

Wei Jeong-han grabbed the bed and lifted it.

When the bed was raised and tilted, the poor boy in bed lost his balance and rolled to the ground.

“Oh!”

Wei Jeong-han grabbed the neck of the boy who had fallen to the ground and lifted him up.

Thanks to that, the boy ended up hanging in the air.

Today I’m going to correct that laziness of yours, and that flamboyance, since I’m here!

The boy made a tearful grin.

The invader who had broken into his room did not seem to intend to let him go quietly.

He seemed to have chosen the wrong day.

“Can’t you stand up properly?”

” Ngh. ”

Wei Yan-ho carried a water carrier and took a difficult horse posture.

The sweat was pearly in his forehead, his eyes scotched and his legs trembled.

Being breathless after only a quarter of an hour in the horse’s posture! Are you really a descendant of a martial arts family?

Wei Yan-ho’s mouth opened wide.

Are not the children of martial families also human? It is natural that heavy things tire us.

That fucking mouth of yours!

Wei Yan-ho’s mouth came back in.

What an obedient and attentive son, but unlike Wei Yan-ho, Wei Jeong-han did not seem to like anything.

Wei Jeong-han screamed with an angry face.

Martial arts are accomplished with effort! No matter how talented someone is, if he does not train and strives day by day, he will never reach a high level!

“I know.”

“But!”

Wei Yan-ho seemed to think for a moment, then opened his mouth.

“Well, there are a lot of people in the world who work hard, so do I really need to become a teacher too?”

Tremble.

Wei Jeong-han’s eyelids began to tremble.

Not everyone needs to become teachers. If everyone worked hard for the same goal, what a hard and difficult world it would be to live in it! Teachers need beginners to support them from below to be teachers, and if they were all, what would be the point of being a teacher?

Scream.

The switch Wei Jeong-han held broke, unable to withstand his grip.

“The world is supposed to respect diversity…”

Wei Yan-ho, who had been talking for a while, bowed his head.

“Are you sick somewhere?”

Wei Jeong-han, who was shaking with tight fists, regained consciousness at the words of Wei Yan-ho and let a deep sigh escape.

– Well, diversity… that’s a good word.

“Head, right?”

Wei Yan-ho smiled.

Now does it look like we’re finally communicating?

“With that spirit, you should try to shoot in different ways today.”

Wei Yan-ho made a dying grimace.

“That’s not what I meant.”

Don’t even think about resting until midnight today!

Wei Jeong-han threw a wooden sword that he had placed close to Wei Yan-ho.

“Take something.”

“Like this?”

“Put it down!”

Wei Yan-ho silently left the water carrier and caught the wooden sword.

“Punch from the top!”

Wei Yan-ho pouted and lifted the wooden sword over his head.

“A thousand hits from above.”

“I think the number is a little wrong.”

A thousand times!

Wei Jeong-han had no intention of compromise.

I’ll say it a thousand times. If you don’t complete a thousand head blows today, consider that you won’t be able to eat, let alone drink water!

“Water too?”

“Water too!”

Wei Yan-ho’s mouth stood out like a duck’s beak.

“Start!”

This is child abuse!

And it was unreasonable punishment.

How can you make sense a thousand blows above your head for saying something wrong? Don’t hit the center, but knock over your head! Just lifting the wooden sword above your head requires a lot of strength, and do it a thousand times!

This is tyranny!

But what power did he have?

Poor Wei Yan-ho sighed deeply and began to launch air strikes.

After the wooden sword went up and down a couple of times, Wei Jeong-han, who had been watching, opened his mouth.

“Stop.”

Wei Yan-ho looked at Wei Jeong-han with delight.

Honestly, a thousand times it was too much.

“What are you doing?”

“Huh?”

“I asked you what you’re doing.”

“I’m banging over my head.”

“Is that so?”

“What’s wrong with that?”

“What do you think is a hit from above?”

Well, it’s hitting the sword from top to bottom, literally.

– So what are you doing?

Wei Yan-ho smiled widely.

“Fights from the top!”

“Kraaaack!”

Wei Jeong-han threw the switch that held Wei Yan-ho.

Wei Yan-ho, making his slow movements so far look like a lie, dodged the flying switch with quick moves and shouted.

“Why are you doing this?”

“A fly killer that a dying old man whites to catch mosquitoes would have more power and precision than your wooden sword!”

“But I did what you told me!”

Wei Jeong-han’s face turned red.

It was the moment when his resolve never to use violence in his son’s education was shattered as paper.

Wei Jeong-han approached Wei Yan-ho with great steps.

That’s when it happened.

“What are you doing?”