Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Novel - Chapter 376

Chapter 376: The Lazy Man Shouts (1)

“……Jeok Sanho?”

Saha, the Historian, clenched his fists involuntarily.

A void.

Yes, there was a void.

‘No…’

If he thinks about it, Wei Sanho is not there.

He only remembered Wei Sanho, the Demon-Expelling Sword, the best expert in the martial world. He didn’t remember what Wei Sanho had done in the great war that was coming.

That he wasn’t in his mind meant that there was no trace of him in history.

Then…

What had Wei Sanho done?

‘Why didn’t I know this until now?’

It was suspicious.

Before the appearance of Wei Yanho, Wei Sanho was the best expert in the martial world. Although he had lost in the Mount Hua competition, it had not affected his reputation.

Baek Geomyeong was also a great talent.

‘He was overshadowed by Wei Yanho.’

It was strange, but it wasn’t.

The sudden disappearance of Wei Sanho was strange. But it was not strange that his story ended after the Mount Hua Competition.

The fact that they had gone to the imperial palace after the Mount Hua Competition was not recorded in history. Therefore, the presence of Wei Sanho, who had lost in the Mount Hua Competition, disappeared with the appearance of Wei Yanho.

‘I should have realized that Wei Sanho wasn’t that weak…’

Too much light creates shadows.

But Wei Sanho could shine even in the dark. He was not someone who could be overshadowed by Wei Yanho.

“Then…”

Saha’s lips trembled.

He had heard something incredible.

“The Supreme Leader…”

The name of the man who had filled the martial world with fear and death.

And that he was a relative of the Supreme Leader.

What did that mean?

Even he, who had the mission of recording the hidden history of the world, did not know how to interpret this.

If it hadn’t been Gwanggu Singae who had said it, he would have ignored it. It was such a shocking story.

“Are you saying that Wei Sanho is the son of the Supreme Leader?”

“…”

“And that Wei Jeonghan raised him?”

Gwanggu Singae closed his eyes.

He was finally revealing the secret he had been hiding for a long time.

A little guilt, and a little relief.

And…

Gwanggu Singae, without affirming or denying, spoke:

“It’s too long a story for a simple answer.”

His expression was bitter:

“So listen. What we saw, and what was hidden behind that war.”

Saha straightened up as he listened to Gwanggu Singae’s serious words.

***

‘What did I just hear?’

Jangil doubted his ears.

Yes.

He had definitely misheard. His body was exhausted, the torrential rain seemed to want to cleanse the world, and the thunder rumbled incessantly.

It was the perfect environment to misunderstand something.

But…

Jangil looked around.

He wasn’t sure. As someone who handles information, he shouldn’t doubt, but he didn’t want to believe his ears. He needed someone else. Someone to tell him that he had misheard.

But Peng Dogeuk and Musan seemed to have seen a ghost. And they were looking at Jangil as if they needed confirmation.

‘Don’t look at me like that.’

Because I don’t want to believe it either.

Zhuurk.

Blood gushed from Jangil’s clenched lips.

Jangil, who admitted that he couldn’t deny it alone, looked at Wei Sanho.

Wei Sanho said nothing.

It was impossible to know what he was thinking from his impassive expression.

But he didn’t need to see his reaction.

Who wouldn’t be shocked?

After hearing that.

It was too important to be a joke. The fact that the Insane Demon, the Bishop of the Demon Cult, mentioned the name of the Supreme Leader and denied the truth was impossible.

Everything pointed to one thing.

“Then…”

When Wei Sanho spoke calmly, Jangil was about to fall.

It wasn’t out of despair. But because of the relief he felt at seeing his friend, who was not moved despite having heard that, and maintaining a calm voice.

Wei Sanho was not moved.

“Do you think I will deny my father and follow you just because of those words without proof?”

“Evidence…”

Insane Demon laughed:

“Shouldn’t you know better than anyone? Do you need proof?”

“…I know better?”

“You couldn’t not feel it. Do you think your current father is your real father? No no. That’s impossible. You would already know, you are different.”

Wei Sanho laughed:

How foolish.

It was ridiculous that someone calling himself a Bishop of the Demon Cult was so foolish.

“Assuming you’re right.”

Wei Sanho said firmly:

“Do you think I will forget the kindness of my adoptive parents and follow you? To search for traces of parents I have never seen? Do you really believe that?”

“Of course.”

“Why?”

Insane Demon replied in a serious voice:

“Otherwise, you and your brother will die here.”

Wei Sanho fell silent at that emotionless voice.

“Even with Demon Blood, it is useless if it is not with us. Even without demonic martial arts, Demon Blood is a threat. So, eliminating you is the best thing for the Cult. I tell you, if you don’t follow me, I will kill you. Your brother too.”

Wei Sanho groaned:

“Then why did you let Yanho live?”

“Seeing your reaction, I think you wouldn’t talk to someone who killed your brother. Your brother is a threat. A great threat. I won this time, but I can’t guarantee I’ll win next time. Honestly, I thought it would be better for the Cult to kill you both. But… if I did, I would be in danger too…”

Wei Sanho looked at the men in black who were blocking his companions.

‘Surveillance?’

Watching Insane Demon?

“It’s time to choose. I don’t have much patience. Choose. Join the Cult to save your brother, or everyone dies here.”

“……”

The Insane Demon laughed:

“It won’t be easy to choose. That’s why I gave you a reason. You must know. Your real father, where you come from, and how he died.”

Wei Sanho asked seriously:

“One thing…”

“Anything you want.”

Wei Sanho looked at Insane Demon and spoke:

“If I join the Cult, will I have to live as a follower forever?”

“There is a misunderstanding.”

Insane Demon laughed:

“The Demon Cult does not limit who it accepts, but it does not force anyone to join. We are not so foolish as to keep someone who is not loyal. You don’t need to convert. You just need to meet someone. Afterwards, if you want to return, I will let you go without conditions. I promise you in my name.”

Wei Sanho’s lips trembled.

At that moment, Jangil shouted:

“You can’t believe that villain!”

“Yes!”

Even Musan shouted:

“I’m not afraid of death! If you become a prisoner, it will be worse than death for the others. I will not sell my friend! Yanho either!”

Wei Sanho looked at Jangil.

A smile appeared on his lips.

That smile was so bright that Jangil had to shut up.

“It makes the decision easier for me. You are a good friend.”

“…Sanho.”

Wei Sanho looked at Insane Demon:

“I have decided.”

“Your answer?”

“I…”

Wei Sanho looked back. He saw Wei Yanho lying in the rain, and closed his eyes.

“I…”

***

Wei Jeonghan was running through the rain:

“Damn it!”

His speed and the torrential rain prevented him from seeing.

But Wei Jeonghan did not slow down. His children were in danger. In many ways.

What if the Bishop knew?

‘No.’

Nobody knew.

Only he and his wife. How could they know something that could not be revealed? That was impossible.

His mind thought that, but his heart was beating hard.

Wei Jeonghan ran. He ran and ran.

As if he wanted to get rid of his bad thoughts, he ran with all his might.

And…

“Senior!”

He saw Jangil and the others. Jangil seemed to be about to cry, and Wei Yanho was lying behind him.

Jin Yeran was over him, trying to heal him.

“Yanho!”

Wei Jeonghan shouted and ran towards Wei Yanho to take his pulse:

“His… state?”

He didn’t ask what had happened. That didn’t matter. What mattered was Wei Yanho’s condition.

“Fortunately, he overcame the danger.”

Jin Yeran, with pale lips, looked at Wei Jeonghan with trembling eyes:

“He is in danger if he continues like this. Let’s take him to a warm place!”

“I’ll take him!”

Wei Jeonghan lifted Wei Yanho.

“And Sanho?”

That question was a sign of silence.

Nobody answered. No one made eye contact with Wei Jeonghan.

“Jangil.”

“…Senior.”

Wei Jeonghan said bitterly:

“What happened to my son Sanho?”

Jangil lowered his head.

He trembled slightly and raised his head. His red eyes showed his feelings.

“He… Sanho went with them.”

“Them?”

“Yes.”

He knew who they were. But Wei Jeonghan asked again.

As if he wanted to hold on to something.

But Jangil gave him a cold answer:

“He left with the Demon Cult. He said he would return after knowing everything.”

Wei Jeonghan, who was carrying Wei Yanho, staggered.

It was raining.

Nonstop.