Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Novel - Chapter 380
Chapter 380: The Bum Shouts (5)
Wei Jeonghan served alcohol without answering.
The sound of the rain filtered into the dark room.
Wei Yanho did not press Wei Jeonghan either. He seemed to be waiting for him to speak.
Or perhaps Wei Yanho feared Wei Jeonghan’s answer more.
An answer he wanted to hear.
An answer he had to hear.
But the answer he least wanted to hear.
Was that why? Wei Jeonghan, as if Wei Yanho wasn’t there, as if he had never been asked that question, brought the cup to his lips.
His throat moved.
Wei Yanho looked away.
It was difficult to face the truth, but it was also difficult to see his father like this. His father had always been a dignified person.
Someone without shame or fear.
He had lived with righteousness and justice, without needing to bow to anyone.
Seeing him like this was heartbreaking.
“Brothers…”
Wei Jeonghan smiled slightly.
Sadly.
“What does it take to be brothers?”
“…”
“Union? Memories? Commitment? Or… kinship?”
Wei Yanho closed his eyes.
He had not received a direct answer, but his father had already answered.
“Can’t we just forget about it?”
“…”
“There are things that are better not to know. And things that are better to pretend not to know. So…”
“Father.”
Wei Yanho opened his eyes:
“I hate my brother.”
Wei Jeonghan looked at Wei Yanho:
“Since I was little. My brother was good at everything. Excellent at everything. People applauded him, and I was pointed out.”
A low sigh.
An inevitable sigh.
“I don’t think I surpassed my brother just because I’m better than him at something now. Honestly, I don’t think I can surpass him in my entire life.”
Wei Jeonghan listened without saying anything.
Had this ever happened?
Wei Yanho had never revealed his feelings. He always changed the subject or left when things got serious.
And now, he was revealing his hidden feelings.
—“Sometimes I wondered: why do I have to be his brother? Why do I have to live my whole life in that person’s shadow?”—
“…”
—“It made me angry. It frustrated me. There were times when I wished he would disappear. But I could never hate him. Because he is my brother. Yes, because he is my brother. And also…”—
Wei Yanho closed his mouth.
Because he knew. Anyone could understand it. How much Sanho loved him. Too much, perhaps.
“Father is right. There are things that are better not to know. There are things that are better left as they are.”
“Yes.”
—“But if that was the case, you should have hidden it completely. A secret that has already come to light, however small, ceases to be a secret. You know that as well as I do.”—
Wei Jeonghan sighed:
He had spent half his life trying to hide that secret. But revealing it was beyond his control.
“Then tell me.”
Wei Yanho said firmly:
“Whether we are brothers or not, our relationship will not change. But I need to know the truth. I don’t want to see his face with this uncomfortable feeling in my chest.”
Seeing Wei Yanho speak so confidently, Wei Jeonghan smiled bitterly.
‘You’ve already grown up.’
Perhaps Wei Jeonghan was the one who had ignored Wei Yanho the most… and the relationship between Wei Sanho and Wei Yanho. His children had grown up and were following their own paths.
Embracing them again to protect them was not the best thing for them.
‘And perhaps I am not the one who should resolve this.’
Wei Yanho had grown too much to be contained. Although he was still unstable and insecure, aren’t all children like that to their parents?
It was time to accept it and let it go.
“I don’t know where to start.”
He had gone back to the beginning.
The only difference was that now he wanted to tell Wei Yanho the whole truth.
“You and Sanho are brothers. I assure you.”
Wei Yanho’s eyes trembled. Wei Jeonghan was speaking with certainty.
But that hope collapsed.
“But you are not blood brothers.”
Wei Sanho’s eyes darkened.
He knew it.
He couldn’t not know it in this situation. Even a fool could guess it.
But hearing it from Wei Jeonghan was different. Although he was prepared, he felt a chill.
“My brother…”
What should he ask?
Why not?
Whose son is my brother?
Or…
Who is not Father’s son? My brother? Or me?
He couldn’t ask anything.
When Wei Jeonghan said that, Wei Yanho slumped. His lips were heavy, his eyes lost.
‘No?’
He and Wei Sanho were not brothers?
What nonsense.
As if understanding Wei Yanho’s feelings, Wei Jeonghan sighed. He served alcohol to Wei Yanho.
Drip~.
Wei Yanho smiled as he watched the alcohol fill the glass.
Ah, I see.
That’s why people drink.
Because it’s bitter.
They drink because the pain in their heart is more bitter than alcohol.
Wei Yanho looked at the full glass.
His reflection appeared in the transparent alcohol.
Wei Yanho’s expression in the glass was one he had never seen before. Was it because of the distorted reflection, or was it really like that? Wei Yanho didn’t know.
“I raised you both as my sons.”
“…”
“Not because I thought I should. Because you are both my sons. If someone asks me if you are my sons, I will answer without hesitation.”
Wei Jeonghan continued bitterly:
“But if they ask me if you share my blood, I can’t say yes. Because it’s not true.”
“Then…”
Wei Yanho’s voice turned cold:
“Is it true?”
“What do you mean?”
“That he is the son of the Supreme Leader of the Demon Cult.”
“…”
Wei Jeonghan hesitated to answer.
It was too heavy.
—“Is that why they took him away? To raise him as their heir? And that idiot just left happily?”—
“Your words are harsh.”
“Harsh?”
Wei Yanho’s eyes turned red:
“What’s harsh?”
“…”
—“And what if they let him live? Did anyone thank him for it?”—
“It’s better than dying.”
—“What’s better about it?!”—
Wei Yanho’s voice was not a shout, but rather a wail. Or rather, a lament.
—“Damn it! Does living by crawling deserve gratitude?”—
Wei Jeonghan pressed his lips together:
—“I taught you that, yes. I also told him. Not to give up, not to bend. And yes, he disobeyed my teachings.”—
“……”
“But should I be angry with him for disobeying me? No. I want to thank him. Thanks to him, we are all alive. You and Sanho. As long as we are alive, there will be opportunities, there will be possibilities. So…”
Wei Jeonghan said seriously:
—“Sword of the Righteous Hero… that nonsense title and that useless justice, are not worth the lives of my children.”—
“But…”
—“You are here, aren’t you?”—
Wei Yanho looked at Wei Jeonghan:
—“Your brother is not dead. Nor has he disappeared forever. San-ho wasn’t worried. Because he knew you would go looking for him.”—
—“…Who says I want to save a man?”—
Wei Yanho clenched his fists.
‘Who blames whom?’
He shouldn’t blame anyone. He shouldn’t get angry.
It was his fault. If he had defeated the Insane Demon, this would not have happened.
All this happened because he was weak.
His master was right.
“Justice? Honor? What a ridicule. The Martial World is the law of the strongest. The strong take, the weak lose. Justice is only a courtesy of the powerful. If you want to be just, be strong. If you want to have honor, be strong. Because only strength matters. The Martial World is that cruel. If you are not strong, they will take everything from you. Everything. Become the one who takes, not the one who is stripped. That is my best advice.”
‘It was because of weakness.’
Because he was weak, he lost everything.
The opportunity to live with dignity.
His brother.
And even the truth that should have remained buried.
‘I must become stronger.’
Much stronger.
So that no one can ever take anything from him.
Wei Yanho stood up slowly.
He had heard everything he needed. Now, both he and Wei Jeonghan needed time alone.
“Are you leaving?”
“Yes.”
“What will you do?”
“I need time to think.”
“Yes, that’s fine.”
Wei Yanho turned around slowly and walked towards the door. Wei Yanho, who was standing in front of the door, spoke:
“Father.”
“…Yes.”
—Until today, not once did I think that my brother was not really my brother.
—…
—At least you were the best father. So… no, this is enough.
Wei Yanho opened the door and left.
Wei Jeonghan poured alcohol into the empty glass.
Drip~.
The sound of the liquor filling the glass resonated along with the indifferent rain.
Melancholy.
A little melancholy.
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