Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Novel - Chapter 208

**Chapter 208: The Holgazán goes to Mount Hua (3)**

Upon entering the school, the disciples of Mount Hua guarding the entrance saw Gong Mujin and ran towards him.

“Greetings, Sasuk.” (term of respect for a senior teacher)

“Hmm…”

Gong Mujin nodded seriously, but looked at Wei Yanho. Seeing Wei Yanho’s mouth sealed with a muzzle, Gong Mujin was relieved and spoke:

“You’ve worked hard. How’s the situation inside?”

Even such a simple phrase worried him.

Remembering his confidence and arrogance as he left school, Gong Mujin wiped his tears from his eyes.

‘Everything got complicated when I met that guy.’

He shouldn’t have gotten involved with that guy.

“Sasuk?”

“Nothing.”

“Do you have any concerns?”

“…No, I said no.”

I have concerns, but I don’t know if they will be mine alone.

Gong Mujin sighed deeply, realizing the meaning of taking Wei Yanho to school.

‘Why did the leader decide to hold the tournament here?!’

If Gong Mujin had been there, he would have stopped him, but he could do nothing about what had happened in his absence.

In fact, the leader had done nothing wrong. If it weren’t for Wei Yanho, there would be no problem holding this type of tournament ten times.

The problem was that Wei Yanho, a bomb of epic proportions, was in the martial world, and would participate in this tournament.

“Many guests have already arrived.”

“Really?”

“Yes. But… who is that? Is it a demon?”

Demon?

A demon is a demon.

There can’t be two demons that evil, so it must be a demon.

“…No. He is a tournament participant.”

“But why is he like this?”

The disciples of Mount Hua looked at Wei Yanho, who was bound with ropes, and then at Gong Mujin with disbelief.

“They will soon know.”

Although it would be better if they didn’t know.

They had entered Mount Hua, but did not see anyone from other schools.

If we consider that other schools also sent as many participants as the Righteous Martial Alliance, it was difficult to find only about twenty people in the extensive Mount Hua.

The group stayed in the rooms assigned to members of the Righteous Martial Alliance and rested according to Wei Jeonghan’s instructions.

“Woe!”

Wei Yanho, who received the furthest room, threw himself into bed. The others received large rooms and shared with two or three people, but Wei Yanho received a single room in the farthest corner.

And no one objected to Wei Yanho receiving a single room.

‘I must avoid drawing attention.’

‘If they discover me, I will be ashamed.’

Both those who liked Wei Yanho and those who did not, it was convenient for him to be isolated. Even Wei Jeonghan actively helped his son to get a room in a corner, and told him not to go out and that he would bring him everything he needed.

“……I have no intention of going out.”

Wei Yanho, lying in bed, muttered:

“They brought me by force, and now they treat me like I’m useless.”

The world is cruel.

The tournament would start in a few days, so he had nothing to do for now. Wei Yanho, who had gotten a legitimate break after a long time, yawned and fell asleep.

“……what did you say?”

Chung Myung, the leader of Mount Hua, scratched his ears.

His disciple, who was the hope of Mount Hua and the most likely candidate for the next leader, was saying something strange.

“That I shouldn’t dream of winning?”

“Yes.”

“Mujin.”

“Yes, leader.”

“Have you not seen Xiao He’s sword?”

“Yes.”

“Do you know that Xiao He has already mastered the sword method of the twenty-four flowers?”

“Yes.”

“And yet he can’t win? Are you insulting your disciple?”

Gong Mujin shook his head firmly.

“How could I do that? As you know, I am not good at training disciples. Therefore, I do not regard the achievements of my disciple as my own achievements.”

“Yes, you are. That’s a problem.”

Chung Myung narrowed his eyes.

Why did he say that?

“What did you see in the martial world?”

“I saw a rapid change in the situation, and the new waves ( – holong).”

“New Waves…”

New waves.

Gong Mujin would not have gone for a walk along the river, so the new waves probably referred to future leaders.

“How is Xiao He compared to what you’ve seen?”

Gong Mujin seemed to reflect before answering:

“Sangwan Hong, the Sword Dragon, cannot stand up to Xiao He.”

“That’s true.”

“But Peng Dogeuk could compete with Xiao He.”

“Peng Dogeuk, the Dao Dragon?”

Peng Dogeuk, the Dao Dragon of the previous generation.

Peng Dogeuk, who is always despised by Wei Yanho and called evil spirit, was a member of the Five Dragons.

“Do you mean that Peng Dogeuk, who is considered the least achieved of the Five Dragons, can compete with Xiao He?”

“Yes.”

“Hmm.”

Chung Myung shook his head with disbelief.

“And…”

“What else?”

“Wei Sanho, the Demon-Expelling Sword, is an incomparable talent to Xiao He. Even if Xiao He improved, he could not match Wei Sanho in ten seconds.”

“Ten seconds?”

Chung Myung’s eyes were wide open.

“You wouldn’t lie, you mean the Demon-Expelling Sword is so strong?”

“Wei Sanho is a talent that appears once every hundred years, or even hundreds of years. His sword is already comparable to mine.”

“You’re exaggerating too much.”

“Leader.”

Chung Myung sighed at Gong Mujin’s serious look.

“It’s true.”

Then he understood why Gong Mujin said it was hard to win.

“And…”

“What else?”

Gong Mujin, watching Chung Myung frown, said something he didn’t want to say:

“Wei Sanho’s younger brother, Wei Yanho, is stronger than I am.”

*

“What are the others doing?”

“Training.”

“There doesn’t seem to be a good place to train.”

“You can use the back training camp. Those who arrived first will be training.”

“……Hey, Sanho.”

“Tell me.”

“Not everyone trains as hard as you.”

“Do you believe that?”

Wei Sanho smiled and pointed at the window.

Jangil frowned as he looked out, thinking about what Wei Sanho meant. “They had just arrived, and there was already someone training in the training camp.

“Isn’t he your brother?”

“Yes.”

To think he is Wei Yanho would be a mistake. Wei Yanho would never train. The person who was training in the training camp was Jong Miryuh, or Wei Suryun, one of the best two.

“What an exemplary attitude.”

It’s amazing.

Wei Sanho is a righteous man, and her sister is a dedicated warrior, why is Wei Yanho so?

The brothers should be similar.

“But… I have a question.”

“Hmm?”

“Are you really Yeonho’s brother?”

“What nonsense.”

“No, I’m not joking. Brothers should be similar. If you put the two of you together, who would think you were brothers?”

Wei Sanho smiled.

“We’re not the only brothers who don’t look alike. It’s weirder for brothers to look alike.”

“Yes, but…”

Jangil scratched his head.

But the brothers are often similar. Wei Yanho and Wei Sanho do not resemble anything, neither in appearance, nor in personality.

Wei Suryun is a woman, but it is strange that two male brothers do not resemble anything.

Even Peng Dohyeong and Peng Dogeuk, who have different mothers, look like brothers.

“Stop talking and rest.”

“…… why should I rest?”

“You are going to participate in the tournament. Don’t be ashamed for neglecting your training.”

“It’s okay. Beggar sect beggars are always fighting. We fight dogs, not people.”

“Anyway…”

Wei Sanho smiled and looked out.

“Dogeuk is training hard.”

“Hmm?”

When Wei Sanho looked where he was looking, Peng Dogeuk was on the opposite side of Wei Suryun, slowly waving his sword.

“It’s someone who works hard. It always has been.”

“He has improved a lot.”

“Really? How much?”

“You can’t beat him anymore.”

“Ugh.”

Getting new information is good, but it’s not nice. Why compare it to him?

“I don’t understand why he trains so hard.”

“Is that what a warrior would say?”

“Only you can say that. Do you think Peng Dogeuk or I could beat you or Yeonho even if we train day and night? Yeonho will win anyway.”

“I don’t know that.”

“Do you think there’s any future leader who can outrun Yeonho?”

Wei Sanho smiled and said:

“Perhaps this is not something I should tell you, but something you should tell me. Although it’s a little strange.”

“Huh?”

“The martial world is vast. There are many hermits and extraordinary people. Is it not common for an unexpected warrior to appear and surprise the world?”

“…That’s true.”

“Yeonho is strong, but we cannot ensure that he is the strongest of his generation.”

“Tsk!”

Jangil was angry.

“That’s a general truth for ordinary people. You’re a monster, and Yeonho is an even bigger monster. I don’t think there’s any future leader who can beat Yeonho.”

“… Actually, I’m not sure either.”

“Right?”

Jangil was proud, but Wei Sanho’s next words disappointed him.

“But we cannot ensure that Yeonho wins.”

“Why?”

“If he takes it seriously, he will win easily, but will he take it seriously? If we don’t take it seriously, he could fall asleep and lose.”

“Ah…”

The tournament, which seemed obvious, was becoming interesting.