Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Novel - Chapter 66

Chapter 66

Wei Yan-ho stretched to the content of his heart.

With the Jin So-ah chatterbox confined in his room, there was no one left in the Sacred Hand Hall to disturb Wei Yan-ho.

Since the servants took on the task of bringing meals, Wei Yan-ho no longer needed to worry about even the smallest concerns and enjoyed his unreserved peace.

Although Wei Yan-ho was criticized and humiliated by all who saw him for loitering in an inhuman way, the truth was that he had never given himself up to a laziness like this in his entire life.

There was always someone bothering him, always someone cursing him.

At home, there was his mother, and as a child, Su-ryeon scolded him constantly. His older brother, before entering the academy, was like the very parca, and his father — a guy he felt he saw for the first time — was someone who believed he would die if he lay down in bed.

When he entered the cave, talking would only hurt his mouth, and even at the Grand Hanrim Academy, wasn’t that woman of bad character desperate to devour him?

If I thought about it, then I was enjoying a luxury that I would never have in his life again.

‘But why do I feel so strange?’

This should be a situation in which I would be jumping with joy, but now that I was really in it, Wei Yan-ho felt a subtle sense of discord.

It was a repetition of waking up, eating, sleeping, then waking up again and eating.

‘Isn’t this just reproduction?’

A serious question began to form.

What exactly was the difference between this and a pig in a corral?

When they say that dignity is the most important thing for a human being to exist as a human being, fundamental doubts began to arise as to whether Wei Yan-ho currently possessed any human dignity.

“Your food is here.”

Faced with the sound coming from the outside of the door, Wei Yan-ho laboriously raised his body.

Laboriously?

He was a disciple of the Baek Mu-han Sword of Light.

If I proposed, I would be a martial artist with such a deep martial knowledge that I could tear down this house with one sword.

But getting off the ground was hard!

Wei Yan-ho shook his head. “They say that humans are adaptable creatures, and it seemed that his body had adapted after being buried in bed so long.

The door opened and a large dining table entered.

Wei Yan-ho trembled as he looked at the food on the table.

Isn’t it time you set up a more modest table?

The arrangement of the table had not changed much since the first day.

Watching them constantly prepare such sumptuous feasts in a family without resources made him uncomfortable. Wei Yan-ho had gotten a good deal through extortion or negotiation, but had never received such a voluntary treatment.

Moreover, the fact that this voluntary preferential treatment was due to a single letter written by Moon Yu-hwan made him feel ashamed.

Honestly, without Moon Yu-hwan’s cover letter, would you have ever dreamed of such a deal?

“Please eat.”

After the servant left the table and left, Wei Yan-ho erased his expression of shame and picked up his chopsticks.

“Mmm…”

Although it was embarrassing and uncomfortable, they say a ghost who dies after eating has a better complexion, so he had to eat first.

“I lack nutrition.”

It had been five full years since I could not eat properly.

He was not a big glutton by nature, otherwise he would have gone mad just to see food, as would have happened to other people.

In the past, even if a dining table came in while sleeping, Wei Yan-ho would have preferred to sleep even one more shijin instead of getting up to eat, but now watching him look for the dining table for the first time showed that life in the cave had also cured the laziness of Wei Yan-ho a little bit.

“Let’s eat!”

Wei Yan-ho quickly tore a leg off the roasted duck.

“This will do.”

Wei Yan-ho carefully served the right meal on the plate in front of him, then put the plate on the floor, opened the door and pushed the dining table out.

“I’m done eating.”

“Yes, sir?”

When the servant who had brought the table came running to ask, Wei Yan-ho nodded without hesitation.

“Then I will remove the table.”

“Yes, please do.”

Wei Yan-ho had cleaned the table, returned to his room, closed the door and picked up the dish.

“This is more comfortable.”

Since he learned that there were people who ate the food he left, Wei Yan-ho had tried to eat as cleanly and in moderation as possible. Although he had developed some cravings, he only needed to fill his stomach with moderation; he was not obsessed with the food itself.

After suddenly emptying the food from his plate, Wei Yan-ho grabbed his stomach, let go of a strong burp, then picked up the blanket again and lay down.

“Oh, my God, I’m going to get fat.”

Thanks to Baek Mu-han’s hard training, Wei Yan-ho had always maintained an optimal physical naturally, but with this repetitive cycle of eating and sleeping, who knew what could happen.

Wei Yan-ho nodded as he imagined he would gain so much weight that he would roll on the ground.

“Wouldn’t that be wrong?”

At least it would be soft.

What mattered what others thought of his appearance? As long as he was comfortable.

Unless he gained so much weight that moving with nokmoongup was difficult, but if not, his own comfort was the most important thing.

With a full stomach and a warm back, it was natural for the dream to come softly.

I wish a loud sound hadn’t reached Wei Yan-ho’s ears just as he was falling asleep.

“… I told you to get out!”

“What a surprise!”

Wei Yan-ho, who was half asleep, woke up startled by the loud voice that came through the door.

“What, what is it?”

As it was a medical room, it was common to find loud noises. On the days of urgent patients, the room was as noisy as a market.

When the loud voices of the great doctors were combined with the voices of the guardians who shouted to save their patients, nothing could be louder.

There had been similar shocks several times before, but something was definitely different in this one. If it had been so, Wei Yan-ho would not have woken up so easily. Wei Yan-ho could sleep during a war by his side if he proposed.

‘What do I have to do?’

He felt that something was urgent, but he did not want to go out and put his face in it. The blanket that clung to his back was soft, and the quilt that covered his stomach was incredibly warm.

“It’s none of my business anyway.”

Just as Wei Yan-ho was about to ignore him and sleep a little longer, sharp and sharp sounds kept stabbing him in the ears, making him shudder.

Didn’t I tell you to go out?

The medicinal herbs arranged in the soil for drying spread in all directions.

“Why, why are you doing this?”

The doctor who had gone out to check the herbs screamed surprised to see the ruffians who had suddenly begun to touch everything.

“Tell the owner to come out!”

A man with a scar on his face and a threatening appearance shouted at the doctor.

“Do you say owner?”

Tell the owner to come out! Where did Jin Ye-ran go?

“Why are you looking for Miss Jin…”

Are you guys playing?!

The scar man began to trample on the medicinal herbs without hesitation.

Oh, my God, those are so beautiful herbs, you mustn’t do that!

When the doctor clung to the man with the scar, the man pushed him and began to knock down doors and cause shock.

Don’t you want to go out!

Oh, you mustn’t do this, there are patients resting!

Where’s the head of this place?

Once the man began to cause trouble, the doctor felt powerless. What strength could a pale-faced scholar have who had only treated patients to stop a ruffian?

“W-what’s going on?”

Jin So-ah, who had heard the commotion, ran out of his room, but froze when he saw the ruffian.

“Well, well, there you are.”

“Hey!”

Jin So-ah ran out of breath.

“Why, why did you come here?”

“Why?”

The man laughed as if he didn’t believe it and then hit his chest with his hand threateningly.

I’m here to collect!

“…What money do we have?”

“If you don’t have money, is it okay to steal other people’s money and wipe your mouth?”

Jin So-ah couldn’t say anything.

“That money is a debt your late father took.”

“If the parents incurred debts, isn’t it natural for their children to pay for them?”

Jin So-ah grabbed the man’s sleeve.

Let’s go out and talk about this.

“Patients?”

The man laughed mockingly.

Don’t you have money to pay back, but do you have money to waste on your patients? Do you doctors have no conscience? I can’t stand seeing you act righteously with other people’s money after you stole it!

“That’s not what’s going on, as you well know.”

So who are you using the money from? I showed you consideration, and now you’re just trying to look good with other people’s money?

Jin So-ah was about to go crazy.

Showing consideration?

The one who had confiscated his pavilion and looted his warehouse to pay off his father’s gambling debts now said he had shown consideration; it was enough to make his bowels explode.

They had swept away all the assets of the Sacred Hand Hall, which had boasted of its history and tradition, in an instant, which forced them to end up in this place, and now what kind of shameless talk was this?

“I don’t need long explanations: when will you pay me back?”

“We need money to pay it back.”

Where did all these medicinal herbs come from?

“We saved little by little…”

“If you save little by little, you should pay back the money first, not spend it on useless things!”

We need patients to make money. How can we treat them without medicinal herbs?

“Oh, hi, so… you’re saying you can’t make money because you have patients?”

“Excuse me?”

The man smiled cruelly.

– So you just need to get rid of the patients, right?

“W-what are you saying?”

“I’m saying this.”

The man kicked Jin So-ah, who was holding him off the sleeve.

“ Woe!”

Jin So-ah rolled over the floor.

The man who had kicked Jin So-ah went to the patients’ rooms, opened the doors and started dragging the patients inside.

Come out, this place is closing.

“Why, why are you doing this?”

Patients who still had some strength tried to resist, but those who no longer had strength were removed without words.

They’re patients!

So… what charity do you do if you can’t even return the money?

The man pushed Jin So-ah, who was running towards him, and opened another door in front of him.

“Come out right now…”

Suddenly, the man closed his mouth.

The scene in the room was a little strange.

In all the rooms I had seen so far there were only people with bandages or who seemed uncomfortable somewhere, but the guy who lay in this room seemed too good, too good, actually.

Lying under the blankets in broad daylight, he certainly seemed to be sick somewhere, but simply seeing it that way, the oil running down his face seemed to symbolize some kind of comfort, and that body seemed too solid to be called patient.

“Oh…”

While the man was bewildered, Wei Yan-ho’s eyes slowly opened.

Faced with the sudden commotion, Wei Yan-ho, with a face not yet fully awake, slowly opened his mouth.

“What is it?”