Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Novel - Chapter 365

Chapter 365: The Loafer is Surprised (5)

Wei Jeonghan was watching the rain.

There was a time when he liked the rain. But not anymore.

It brought back memories.

Of him.

And of that day.

The rain now only reminded him of a past he wanted to forget. Since he realized that the rain couldn’t wash everything away, he didn’t like it anymore.

“…Jeok Moku.”

Wei Jeonghan muttered the name.

He still didn’t completely understand Jeok Moku. He didn’t understand why he had said that, why he had asked him for that favor.

But at that moment, he couldn’t refuse.

He felt it too.

That that day would be the last time he would see Jeok Moku. That his friend had prepared to die.

And…

Soon after, the death of the Supreme Leader spread throughout the world.

With his death, the Demon Cult disappeared from the martial world as if their power had been a lie.

He didn’t know where the rumor came from, but it was said that the Supreme Sovereign had defeated the Supreme Leader in a duel. The Master of Divine Abilities neither denied nor affirmed it. There was no need to deny it and leave the Supreme Leader’s death unresolved.

People believed that the Supreme Leader’s death was the end of this turbulent era, and they wanted confirmation. The Master of Divine Abilities knew this, so he stopped the Supreme Sovereign, who wanted to deny it.

And…

Wei Jeonghan, who knew the truth, also remained silent. Sometimes, it’s better for some truths not to come to light.

“Those guys…”

Wei Jeonghan thought about his two sons, who were already far away. He worried about whether the journey would be difficult because of the rain.

Especially Sangwan Hong, who had lost his brother on a rainy day, hated the rain.

Wei Jeonghan hoped that the rain wouldn’t reach where his sons were.

Knock, knock.

Wei Jeonghan looked toward the door when he heard the knocking.

“Enter.”

The door opened with a creak, and a man came in.

“What’s the matter?”

Gong Mujin, with a serious expression, extended his hand.

Seeing the red edict in Gong Mujin’s hand, Wei Jeonghan sighed involuntarily:

“It’s not something that arrives so often.”

He knew that if someone like the Master of Divine Abilities sent many red edicts, people would become numb to it. That meant this edict was very urgent.

“I should catch a rabbit for the messenger. It’s surprising that it arrived.”

Wei Jeonghan took the edict indifferently. He didn’t want Gong Mujin to see his sadness. With a serious expression, he opened the edict, and his face hardened.

The edict was simple:

The Bishop of the Demon Cult has been found nearby. He is traveling towards Beijing, move away immediately.

Wei Jeonghan’s hand, which was holding the edict, trembled.

The hurried writing showed the urgency. That meant the Bishop of the Demon Cult was close.

“Senior?”

Gong Mujin looked at Wei Jeonghan in surprise when he saw his unusual reaction. When Wei Jeonghan gave him the edict without saying anything, Gong Mujin’s eyes widened:

“T… this!”

The impact of the Bishop’s name was enormous. Even Gong Mujin, who rarely lost his composure, was shocked.

“A… Bishop! Why is he here?”

“……”

“T… this is Henan!”

It was natural for Gong Mujin to be surprised.

It was surprising that a Bishop of the Demon Cult had entered Central Plains, but what was truly surprising was that he had entered Henan.

Henan…

If the center of Daemyeong was Beijing and Nanjing, the center of the martial world was Henan and Shaanxi. Especially Henan, where Shaolin and the Namgung Family were located.

Henan was the heart of the martial world. An invasion on the border wasn’t surprising, but an invasion in Beijing was unacceptable.

Even for a Bishop of the Demon Cult, entering Henan meant he was willing to risk his life.

“It’s a big problem!”

It was a meaningless phrase, but Wei Jeonghan understood what Gong Mujin meant.

Even if he was a Bishop of the Demon Cult, it would be difficult to survive if he was found alone in Henan. Shaolin and the Namgung sect would attack.

The Bishop of the Demon Cult was powerful, but Shaolin and Namgung were too. The result of an individual fight against a group was obvious.

The problem was that the Bishop knew this too.

If they had only been strong and foolish, they wouldn’t have been able to invade Central Plains in the previous war. They were capable of doing anything under the name of the will of heaven. There were many strategies and conspiracies. Even Master of Divine Abilities was sometimes unable to counter them.

The Bishop was a key figure in the Demon Cult. He wouldn’t ignore that. So, there were only two possibilities.

The first was that he had enough martial skill to escape even if all the clans and sects surrounding Henan attacked him.

‘But that’s impossible.’

Human strength is limited. Even the Supreme Leader, who was so powerful, couldn’t do it. How could a Bishop of the Demon Cult do it?

Then…

“We must risk it…”

“He’s in Henan.”

Gong Mujin and Wei Jeonghan agreed.

And at that moment, something crossed Wei Jeonghan’s mind.

The sudden withdrawal of Gwangmuryang…

And the appearance of the Bishop of the Demon Cult in Henan.

Then…

“E…”

Wei Jeonghan gritted his teeth. A powerful energy began to emanate from his body.

“Senior!”

“They perhaps…”

Wei Jeonghan’s eyes were red.

He didn’t want to believe it, but everything pointed to one thing. Even Master of Divine Abilities didn’t know why this was happening… but Wei Jeonghan did.

They had to obtain something in Henan, no matter the cost.

That was…

“They’re after the children!”

“Senior?”

“Now! I’ll go first. You bring the others.”

“Senior! What are you saying? At least tell me the reason!”

“They’re after the children!”

“…Huh?”

“I don’t have time! Request support from Shaolin and the Namgung Family. I’ll go first.”

“Senior!”

“I don’t have time!”

Gong Mujin stepped back at Wei Jeonghan’s shout.

At that moment, Wei Jeonghan realized his mistake. It couldn’t be solved with emotion. It was the moment when he had to be calmer.

“I’m sorry for shouting. It’s urgent. The children didn’t go to Luoyang, they must be traveling on the road to the south. Send reinforcements there. Do you understand?”

Gong Mujin nodded seriously.

He didn’t know what was happening, but Wei Jeonghan’s urgency showed the seriousness of the situation.

“I trust you.”

“Be careful.”

Wei Jeonghan smiled when he saw Gong Mujin bow:

“See you.”

Wei Jeonghan said that and jumped out of the window. Gong Mujin shot out like a projectile. The rain bounced off his body.

Thunder!

As if representing his feelings, thunder fell from the sky.

Blood ran down Wei Jeonghan’s clenched lips.

‘I was a fool.’

There are no eternal secrets in the world.

He thought it might be revealed someday, but he didn’t expect it to be now. Since Gwangmuryang appeared and the Demon Cult reappeared, he should have prepared for this. But he didn’t.

Because he thought it wouldn’t happen?

No, because he hoped it wouldn’t happen. His mistake could cause eternal regret.

‘Please!’

Wei Jeonghan accelerated his agility.

If he was right, the Bishop of the Demon Cult had come for only one person. What if that child found out the truth?

‘No!’

That couldn’t happen.

If someone tried to manipulate his children, even if it was the Bishop of the Demon Cult, it was unforgivable.

He wouldn’t allow it.

“Aaaaaah!”

A sad rain fell behind Wei Jeonghan, who was using his agility to the maximum.

***

“Did you say the truth?”

“Yes.”

“…The truth.”

Saha, the Historian, became serious. He believed he knew most of history, but he knew nothing about the truth that was about to be revealed.

“Is it in the annals of the martial world?”

“How could it be?”

“As expected.”

He wanted to ask what that truth was, but he couldn’t.

Because Gwanggu Singae seemed to be about to cry. Who could ask questions to someone with that expression?

But he had to ask. He was a historian. If there was an unknown story, it was his duty to reveal it and pass it on to future generations.

Gwanggu Singae nodded as if he understood Saha’s subtle pressure:

“Don’t rush. If I had wanted to hide it, I wouldn’t have mentioned it.”

“…Yes.”

“I thought I would take it to the grave, but in the end, I’m saying it myself.”

Gwanggu Singae had an expression of regret:

“Perhaps. Perhaps I was looking for someone to tell it to. It’s too great a burden to take to the grave. Perhaps you didn’t find me, but I was looking for you.”

Saha looked at Gwanggu Singae with trembling eyes:

“Let’s begin. Yes, it was raining that day.”

Gwanggu Singae looked outside.

Looking at the dark sky, he muttered:

“It was a very somber rain. Very…”