Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Novel - Chapter 443

# 443: The lazy, a coincidence (3)**

—Talk to the leader of the Righteous Heavenly Alliance?

—To be honest, in the Righteous Heavenly Alliance, power is too concentrated in its leader. It was inevitable. Unlike the Righteous Heavenly Alliance, the ties of the Righteous Heavenly Alliance are more lax. Therefore, its members are more likely to reject positions based on their own interests. So we reinforced the leader’s authority so that his orders were absolute.

—Mmm…

—The leader of the Righteous Heavenly Alliance is not like the leader of the Righteous Heavenly Alliance. If you want his cooperation, you will achieve nothing without meeting him.

—I understand that, but…

Wei Jeonghan scratched his head. His expression twisted even more.

—But why does it have to be Yanho?

—If it is not Wei Yanho, the leader of the Righteous Heavenly Alliance will not want to meet. And… this is a bit awkward to say, but I doubt the leader will show interest in the Wei Family Leader.

—Ugh, how cold.

—It’s the truth, there’s no remedy.

Jegal Yeom sketched a mocking smile.

It was an uncomfortable comment to make in front of his father, but in the martial world, the difference in status between Wei Yanho and Wei Jeonghan was already abysmal.

If Wei Jeonghan was one of the recognized masters, Wei Yanho was now a candidate for the title of “The Strongest in the World” and the obvious successor. In terms of status, there was a difference of at least two levels.

—Furthermore, the leader of the Righteous Heavenly Alliance is an eccentric person… He is not interested in someone as predictable as the Wei Family Leader. In the past, he showed some interest in Wei Yanho on several occasions.

Wei Jeonghan sighed at Jegal Yeom’s words.

—Why did they choose someone who even you admit is eccentric as leader of the Righteous Heavenly Alliance?

—You know, don’t you? In Sichuan, there is no one else with that level of skill who is not affiliated with a faction.

—True, it is so.

Wei Jeonghan also smiled mockingly.

The current leader of the Righteous Heavenly Alliance was a true “dragon emerged from a stream”. He did not come from a famous martial lineage, nor was he an heir to divine techniques, but had perfected his own martial art to get where he was.

A legendary figure who climbed from the bottom to become a Grand Master. With that level, it was understandable that he held his position.

The problem was…

—But it’s a little disappointing. We fought together several times in the past war, and now he doesn’t even take me into account.

—He has always been like that.

—Yes, he has always been like that.

Wei Jeonghan remembered the leader of the Righteous Heavenly Alliance.

**”War Sword” Cheok Soogwang.**

A legendary figure who, with only a sword in hand, forged his own path from nothing.

The days when they roamed the battlefields together were still vivid in Wei Jeonghan’s memory.

*How to describe it?*

His sword was completely different from any other Wei Jeonghan had ever known. Extremely practical, intuitive, and dangerous.

Facing it was like sticking your neck into the mouth of a beast.

*Everyone was glad he was on our side.*

According to the Master of Divine Abilities, even the young and reckless Wei Jeonghan did not dare to challenge Cheok Soogwang. His sword was simply too fierce.

The **War Sword**, born solely for combat.

The man who perfected the style of the wandering swordsman, considered impossible to master, and rose above the world. Now he was no longer called “War Sword”, but **”War King”**.

—But Yanho?

Wei Jeonghan asked uncomfortably.

—Why is he interested in him?

—It’s obvious. Because he is strong.

Jegal Yeom replied as if the question was absurd.

—Haven’t you dealt with the War King?

—Yes.

—Then he knows it. He is only interested in the strong. A world without new contenders must have been boring for him.

—*Sigh…*

Wei Jeonghan let out a deep sigh.

—Introducing Yanho to him seems risky to me.

—Of course.

Jegal Yeom smiled mockingly.

The War King was terrifying. And also an eccentric.

If the Demon Cult had not invaded during his time of activity, he would have earned the contempt of many for his actions. He could have accumulated an unsustainable hatred in the martial world.

But, whether by luck or fate, just when the War King needed real combat to perfect his sword, the Demon Cult attacked.

At that time, the War King moved like a fish in water.

At the beginning of the war, he was just a wandering swordsman. By the end, he had become a master capable of facing the Bishops of the Demon Cult.

A true master of the assassin’s sword, forged in war.

*If his eccentric personality meets Yanho…*

Wei Jeonghan didn’t even want to imagine it.

—It can’t be. With others, maybe, but I don’t want Yanho to meet him. Until now, everyone has been considerate of his temperament, but… that man won’t be.

—Wei Family Leader.

Jegal Yeom spoke in a grave voice.

—Wei Yanho is no longer your son.

—What do you mean…?

—Those who dominate the world are not bound by blood.

—I…

—If Wei Yanho is too weak to do it, then you must do it. He is no longer a child you can hug. He is one you must push into the abyss.

Wei Jeonghan closed his eyes in silence.

—Avoiding it now will not change anything. When the war begins, Wei Yanho will have to be at the front. He must lead. Will you try to hug him even then?

—I don’t know.

Wei Jeonghan spoke sincerely.

—I know, I know. I know that boy is no longer under my control. But I am also a father. Even if the Patriarch has seen it, how can I trust and hand that boy over to him?

—…

—He is like a child abandoned on the shore. He doesn’t know how to do anything but fight. Even if I am the patriarch of a martial family, are you telling me that I must send my son, who only knows how to fight, to the battlefield? Even if I know it’s the right thing to do, I doubt it.

—It’s understandable.

What father wouldn’t feel the same?

Who could proudly watch their son wielding a sword? The heart trembles with fear at the possibility of him being injured or shedding blood.

—Still, you must let him go.

—…

—That is the path for the good of the world.

—Yes.

Wei Jeonghan felt a subtle sadness.

In the past, he had bet everything on justice. He believed that only defending it had value.

According to that justice, the right thing to do was to send Wei Yanho. Everyone knew that he would be the key variable in the war against the Demon Cult.

So he had to be trained hard before the invasion. The Wei Jeonghan of the past would have said it without hesitation.

But…

*My friend, this is all your fault.*

Since he understood that justice could not represent everything in human life, Wei Jeonghan had no choice but to change.

—I understand.

But now he had no choice. The cooperation of the leader of the Righteous Heavenly Alliance was needed to prevent a possible disaster.

—Although I hate to admit it, of all those present, Wei Yanho is the only one who can represent the Righteous Heavenly Alliance. I will send him as a special envoy to meet with the leader of the Righteous Heavenly Alliance.

—Good decision.

—But… I cannot guarantee a good result.

—Don’t worry about that.

Jegal Yeom smiled happily.

—We are not sending him expecting a result.

—Huh? What…?

Wei Jeonghan’s face froze.

***

—I’m not going.

—I knew you would say that!

Determination was not enough. Wei Jeonghan faced his second crisis.

—How am I supposed to send Yanho?

—That’s your problem, Mr. Father.

What an inconsiderate son.

If you propose a plan, you should help execute it. He knew very well how difficult it was to move that boy.

Remembering Jegal Yeom’s slyly receding expression, Wei Jeonghan’s blood boiled.

—The Master of Divine Abilities ordered it.

—Is that lie for real? Yesterday, when he spoke about the message, he didn’t mention anything.

—It’s true. Yesterday it was not necessary to say it.

—Father.

—Yes?

—Do you know why Mom always finds out when you lie about not having drunk? Even if you eliminate the smell and trace with your internal energy.

—…I have no idea.

—Every time you lie, your brow furrows. Right now it’s very furrowed.

—…

Demon.

And inconsiderate.

If he knew that, why didn’t he say it before?

Raising a son is useless. Everyone is on their mother’s side, no one supports him. Even Wei Sanho, whom he trusted, sided with Han Sangah when they argued.

Damn them.

Although indignation consumed him, now was not the time to get angry, but to persuade.

—Whether the Master of Divine Abilities ordered it or not, that doesn’t matter. The important thing is that you must go.

Wei Yanho let out a deep sigh.

—Father.

—Yes?

—I think you have forgotten, but I am a lazy. Why do you expect so much from me?

—…Is expecting you not to be lazy too much to ask? Did I ask you to win the imperial exam or go out to compete to gain fame? It already enrages me to see you lying down twelve hours a day, but I even tolerate that! I only ask that you do the little I ask of you without complaining. Damn son!

His voice gradually rose to a shout.

It was to get angry.

Yes, anyone would be.

—Why are you shouting?

—Be grateful that it’s just a shout! Before I throw dirty water on your damn bed, get up now!

—Eh, this is not mine.

—Bam!

—Okay! I’ll go, I’m going!

Wei Yanho stuck out his tongue and jumped up.

—He now thinks he can use me as he pleases! Ugh!

—Shut up, brat!

Although his words were harsh, Wei Jeonghan looked at him in surprise.

*He really got up?*

In the past, he would not have moved until he overturned his bed. Perhaps others would not notice, but for Wei Jeonghan, Wei Yanho had become a little more diligent.

Although only a little.

—Who should I see?

—The War King.

Wei Jeonghan added the unnecessary.

—He’s like you, but in another sense