Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Novel - Chapter 218

**Chapter 218: The Holgazan is Examined (3)**

Cheonggongja, who was about to speak, closed his mouth.

Cheonggongja, who had been watching Wei Yanho in silence, looked at Gong Mujin.

His eyes were full of doubt and confusion.

After looking at Gong Mujin for a while, Cheonggongja turned his head and said without force:

“…approved.”

“Huh?”

Wei Yanho looked at Cheonggongja with a subtle expression.

“Approved?”

“Yes.”

“You said no, why change your mind?”

Cheonggongja’s cheeks trembled.

‘I should kill him.’

He had made a scandal when they didn’t approve, and now what bothers him?

“Do you want to keep being examined?”

“No. Can I go?”

Cheonggongja mentally wrote the Chinese character for “patience” several times.

‘I must not be angry.’

Wei Yanho’s objection was valid.

Although Cheonggongja’s attack was not intended to assess, who would know?

The others can only judge on the basis of what they see.

“…it’s okay.”

When Cheonggongja gave his permission, Wei Yanho came down with a smile and said to Wei Jeonghan:

“I have passed.”

“…well.”

Wei Jeonghan nodded with an uncomfortable expression when he saw Wei Yanho looking at him as a pup seeking praise.

“Well done.”

“Can I go?”

“Hey, without seeing the rest of the evidence?”

“It’s not my test, why should I see the others?”

It’s true…

Wei Jeonghan nodded slowly. “I wanted to tell you that observing others’ tests was also a form of training, but…

‘This guy wouldn’t do it.’

It was better to let him go to sleep than to make him fall asleep here. Anyway, everyone’s attention was on them.

“Go away, quickly.”

Wei Yanho nodded and went to his room.

“He’s lucky.”

Those who had been watching thought the same thing.

Dang Jongi too.

Wei Yanho was the only one in the Righteous Martial Alliance whose identity was ambiguous. He had spent time observing his performance in the test, but he did not expect it to happen that way.

Dang Jongi snapped his tongue, and a low voice echoed behind him.

“Do you believe that?”

“…….”

Dang Jongi turned his head slowly.

“This is an honor. I did not expect the third child of the Baekgeom Family to come in person.”

Behind him was a man who looked like a gallon.

In a slightly large white uniform and long hair tied, he was so handsome that even other men could not look away.

‘He’s not just handsome.’

It’s a shame for men, but this man wasn’t just handsome.

Before Wei Sanho became famous, this man was considered the best future leader.

Baekgeom Yeong ().

Although not much had been heard of him recently, if he had remained active, Wei Sanho would not be where he is now.

“Are you going to participate in this tournament?”

Baekgeom Yeong smiled.

“Should I say something you know? I’d be disappointed if you didn’t know.”

Dang Jongi squinted his eyes.

“If you say that, I can’t disappoint you. But…”

Dang Jongi changed the subject.

“What did you mean before, that it wasn’t luck?”

“Of course.”

At that moment, Dang Jongi’s eyes shone.

Baekgeom Yeong was a very arrogant man.

While Wei Sanho, who is considered even better, is known to be humble, Baekgeom Yeong is known to be arrogant.

And Baekgeom Yeong had praised Wei Yanho.

“Do you mean the brother is like the brother?”

“Brother?”

Baekgeom Yeong smiled kindly. His smile was relaxed.

“Wei Sanho is a good warrior, but his skill is overrated.”

“…….”

Although he disagreed, he did not need to deny it in front of Baekgeom Yeong. Baekgeom Yeong could not ignore Wei Sanho.

“If I were a warrior like Wei Sanho, I wouldn’t have to worry. But…”

Baekgeom Yeong’s eyes shone coldly.

“That guy is different.”

“…… do you mean Wei Yanho?”

Baekgeom Yeong nodded without responding.

“I’m sorry for the Righteous Heavenly Alliance, but the winner of this tournament is already decided.”

Dang Jongi smiled bitterly.

If anyone else had said it, I would have ignored it, but Baekgeom Yeong had the right to say it.

Even the best future leaders of ancient schools and sects would have to yield to Baekgeom Yeong. The general view is that only Wei Sanho can face him.

“You mean you will win.”

“There are 50% possibilities.”

“And the other 50%?”

“Wei Yanho.”

“…….”

Dang Jongi doubted his ears.

That the chances of winning are 50% means that Baekgeom Yeong recognizes Wei Yanho as a warrior of the same level. Baekgeom Yeong, who even ignores Wei Sanho.

“Do you mean that even Wei Sanho and your older brother are not candidates to win?”

“That’s right.”

Baekgeom Yeong smiled kindly.

“Now it may seem crazy, but soon you will know. In this tournament, it will reveal how useless the martial world evaluation has been so far.”

Dang Jongi nodded seriously.

‘I must rethink my plan.’

Baekgeom Yeong is known to be arrogant. The fact that he recognizes Wei Yanho so much is very significant.

‘Perhaps Wei Yanho is really the secret weapon of the Righteous Martial Alliance.’

Baekgeom Yeong smiled at Dang Jongi’s changing expression.

‘Rata.’

Looks like he’s coming up with a plan to make the Righteous Heavenly Alliance win this tournament, but he’ll soon realize how useless it is.

This tournament is designed for the glory of Baekgeom Yeong.

‘You should do your puppet work well.’

They must not despise Wei Yanho and ruin everything, so giving them a warning is not bad.

Baekgeom Yeong’s eyes were fixed on the back of Wei Yanho, who was returning to his room.

‘Don’t be lazy and go all the way.’

A fire shone in Baekgeom Yeong’s eyes.

-…

“What a nuisance.”

Wei Yanho rolled through the bed and sighed.

‘How many more times do I have to do this?’

This was not for him. He was already lazy to fight, and now he had to fight in front of others.

Although he had passed the qualifiers to prevent Wei Jeonghan from killing him, he was starting to get tired.

‘I can’t do the main tournament.’

Wei Yanho, who felt his limits, lay down in bed.

Wei Yanho looked at the window and rose to approach it.

‘My body is a little tired.’

Wei Yanho jumped out the window. “There seemed to be no one in the training camp or the building.

Wei Yanho, who looked at the training camp, used his martial skills to get out of Monte Hua and began climbing the mountain.

Wei Yanho reached the clearing and drew his sword with an uncomfortable expression.

‘I shouldn’t keep doing this…’

He had to maintain his identity, but he kept doing things that were not typical of a lazy man.

Wei Yanho closed his eyes and drew his sword.

‘I must not think too much.’

You mustn’t try to match your master’s sword.

He is like a child who tries to run before he can crawl. First he must concentrate on imitating the form. The essence will come later.

♪ Swish. ♪

Slowly move your sword in the air.

First, gently.

Move the sword again.

This time, fast and strong.

Again soft, again strong.

Then he puts everything in the sword.

His master’s sword was fast and slow, strong and soft. All the swords of the world were in it.

How do you describe that sword?

To express it… Mangeom () – Thousand Swords/Infinity Sword.

Infinite.

A single blow contained all the swords of the world, all the world, the infinite.

A second that only exists in fantasy, a second that contains everything.

Like a potter obsessed with a masterpiece, or a blacksmith obsessed with a legendary sword, Wei Yanho was captivated by the sword of his master.

The sword his master showed him was the ideal of all swordsmen, even for Wei Yanho, the slothful, who began to train with his own sword.

Wei Yanho’s heart began to beat like that of a young woman in spring.

When he can freely use this sword, he will be able to see the world in a completely different way.

♪ Swish. ♪

The sound of the sword cutting the air decreases.

The quick but soft sword pushed the air without cutting it.

One blow, and another blow.

Wei Yanho’s sword was looking like his master’s.

“Hmm…”

♪ Shudder. ♪

Wei Yanho, who was about to enter a trance state, made a grimace.

‘Can’t I be at peace for a moment?’

Although he had looked for a quiet place, someone always showed up when he tried to train.

Wei Yanho sighed deeply and raised his head. “Two people were watching him.

“Have I seen well, Sword Sage?”

“Sword Saint, I am also hesitating.”

Wei Yanho pouted and said:

“They seem to like watching each other’s training.”

The two old men with headdresses smiled at Wei Yanho’s comment. The old man with a plum flower design in his uniform said:

“Sword Sage, should we turn away if we are blocking the way of the younger ones?”

“No, but we should be considered with young talents, to have a brilliant and beautiful society.”

“Hahahaha.”

The old man laughed out loud.

“I thought only your sword was incredible, but so is your mouth. Who are you, to wield such an incredible sword in this sacred place and disturb people’s peace of mind? You must be a demon!”

“I am not a demon, I am a sloth.”

“A sloth…”

The old man smiled and said:

“A lazy man who puts his heart on his sword… looks like the world is entering a new era.”

♪ Swish. ♪

The old man drew his sword and walked towards Wei Yanho.

“Well, let me see the sword of this sloth.”

“Hmm…”

Having an opponent is good. Wei Yanho also felt the limits of training alone.

But…

“It’s not free. You must pay ten gold coins.”

“…”

The old man’s face was distorted.