Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Novel - Chapter 507

C507 – The Lazy Departs (2)

Jangil rubbed his stomach with his right hand incessantly.

‘I can’t digest it, I can’t digest it.’

This was something inconceivable.

He was a beggar.

Not just any beggar, but a high-ranking beggar.

What was the reason the Beggar Sect could maintain its large population?

Thanks to their incredible vitality that allowed them to endure a whole month without eating when necessary, and if there was food, they could even chew and digest iron.

But now he was suffering from indigestion.

If the Beggar King had heard this, he would have coughed up blood in anger. A low-ranking beggar suffering from indigestion was unheard of in the history of the Sect.

“Uggghh.”

Jangil, groaning in pain, looked toward the cause of his indigestion.

Wei Yanho, with an expression that said, “Is there such a thing as indigestion?” kept stuffing dumplings into his mouth like a madman. It was incomprehensible how those large dumplings fit one by one into that small mouth.

Jangil was sure there was no one in the world who could match him when it came to eating, but against that guy, he had no chance.

‘Now that I think about it, that guy has been like that from the start.’

Jangil shook his head, recalling those vague memories of the past.

‘Wasn’t it just a few months ago?’

On second thought, it had only been a few months. Jangil, who could vividly remember what he had eaten for dinner ten years ago, couldn’t possibly think a few months felt distant.

How terrible must that memory be for his mind to have forcibly erased it?

Jangil shuddered all over.

‘I should have run away back then.’

If he had ignored Wei Yanho when he first appeared in Wuhan, maybe he wouldn’t be in this situation now. No, he definitely wouldn’t be here.

All his misfortune began when, out of curiosity, he became interested in that strange beggar like he had never seen in his life.

Cursing his own meddling, Jangil opened his mouth weakly.

“Is the food going down? Is it going down?”

“Porgye not ejtaría comien…”

“Swallow it first! Swallow it!”

Wei Yanho, after swallowing the dumplings in his mouth, began to shout.

“Then don’t talk to me while I’m eating!”

“Uggghh!”

Jangil thumped his chest.

“Hey, you! In this situation, are you worried about whether the food is going down? You’re going to the Demon Cult and you’re asking if the food is going down?”

“Is there anything I can’t eat? If we’re going on a long journey, we have to eat well.”

Jangil’s blood was boiling.

There weren’t many carefree people in the world, but there was no one as carefree as Wei Yanho.

‘At least it’s a relief I’ve restrained him for now.’

It was a relief he had managed to get Wei Yanho to stay when it seemed like he would leave at any moment. But he couldn’t be entirely happy. Because the reason Wei Yanho stayed wasn’t to reconsider things, but to wait for Wei Jeonghan to finish his preparations.

‘Why is everyone in that family like that!’

Well, that’s where the saying “like father, like son” comes from.

Jangil grabbed his head. He already knew Wei Yanho was beyond help, but Wei Jeonghan, who should be controlling him, was also acting like this, which was driving him crazy.

“What do you plan to do when you get to the Demon Cult?”

“I already told you. I’m going to bring him back.”

“Who? Your brother… Wei Sanho?”

“Yes.”

“If he says he wants to stay there, how do you plan to bring him! If he doesn’t want to!”

“You’re so annoying.”

Wei Yanho looked at him with annoyance.

“Well. If he doesn’t want to, I’ll beat him until he does. But you can’t hit and lock someone up for life. Is Sanho a child? He must have had his reasons for choosing that path!”

“What reasons?”

Wei Yanho frowned.

“Joining the Demon Cult is something someone does with reasons? Huh?”

“Well…”

Jangil couldn’t refute it properly.

What could he do if that was the reality? But if he said that, they might beat him to death.

‘No matter how angry you are, you should propose a solution!’

Any normal person in this situation would consult with the Righteous Martial Alliance or, if not, look for a way to confront the Demon Cult. The most common reaction would be to give up, but if they decided to act, this would be the sensible way.

But the Wei family of Guangdong didn’t want to know anything about the Righteous Martial Alliance. They shouted, “My children, my brother, I’ll take care of it,” and rushed toward the Demon Cult.

‘This isn’t the reaction of a normal person!’

As eccentric as “that” Wei family was, this was too much.

“But hey.”

“What?”

“This isn’t the way to the Demon Cult, is it?”

Wei Yanho replied indifferently.

“You’re a beggar.”

“Huh?”

“Have you thought about who I’m waiting for now?”

“……”

He knew.

Wei Yanho might not know, but Wei Jeonghan did. Since it was decided that Wei Yanho and Wei Jeonghan would go to the Demon Cult together, these questions were meaningless.

He tried to grab his ankle to restrain him, but he couldn’t even do that.

“What the hell are you planning to do?”

“What?”

“The Demon Cult isn’t a den of neighborhood thugs. Do you think you can just walk in there like that?”

“Do you have a better method?”

“Huh?”

“Then, according to you, what’s the best option I have in this situation?”

Jangil pursed his lips.

A method?

‘As if there’s such a thing.’

People often mistakenly think that everything in the world has a solution. They believe that, even if they haven’t found it, somewhere there is an optimal or at least acceptable answer.

But Jangil knew.

In the world, there are many more problems without solutions than with solutions. Wei Sanho had chosen to join the Demon Cult of his own free will and decided to act under its shadow. Where could the solution be?

There was no way to solve this without destroying the Demon Cult. And there was no method in the world to destroy it. Therefore, there was no solution.

“I don’t know what the right answer is, but this isn’t it.”

Wei Yanho clicked his tongue.

“If you lie down waiting for a persimmon to fall into your mouth, will it? If a tree is too tall to climb, at least you kick the trunk. It’s because you think like that that you’re a beggar.”

“Uggghh.”

Jangil sighed deeply.

Everything he said was true. But things in the world didn’t work like words.

‘Ah, no. This is wrong…’

An expression of urgency appeared on Jangil’s face.

The orders he had received from the Beggar King were that, no matter what, he shouldn’t separate from Wei Yanho and should help him. To be exact, more than helping him, it was to keep an eye on his actions.

But what if Wei Yanho went to the Demon Cult?

‘I would have to go too, you damn lunatic!’

This couldn’t be.

He would rather carry firewood and jump into a fire pit.

Falling into a hell of flames would cause him pain, but falling into the Demon Cult as a member of the righteous faction would be even worse. He would suffer so much that even after dying and going to hell, he would still suffer. What madman would want to suffer that in life?

But…

Seeing Wei Yanho continue to eat as if nothing was wrong, everything seemed absurd to him.

‘This guy doesn’t listen.’

Looking back, he had never managed to dissuade Wei Yanho.

Whether it was with logic, threats, or even hanging onto him and crying, Wei Yanho had never acted the way he wanted. Jangil was also a human being with the capacity to learn. He wasn’t so stupid as to keep insisting on the impossible after so many experiences.

‘My only hope is that person.’

The person he had to convince wasn’t Wei Yanho, but Wei Jeonghan. What if those who had gathered with Wei Jeonghan managed to convince him?

Jangil’s gaze turned toward the pavilion where Wei Jeonghan was.

Would his fervent wish be fulfilled?

“There’s no use in trying to dissuade me.”

“…No, my friend.”

Jegal Yeom’s insides were burning.

In the world, there were people you couldn’t reason with. They were like nemeses to Jegal Yeom, whose specialty was persuading others with words and logic. The sad thing was that it was always those people who caused problems, and it was up to him to convince them.

This time was no different.

“Let’s talk with common sense. It’s not that I oppose without reason. Think about it, think about it! What will change if you go to the Demon Cult? You’ll only lose your precious life.”

“Maybe.”

Wei Jeonghan nodded as if he understood.

“T-then?”

“But I’d rather die doing what I must, than stay alive doing nothing and be consumed from within.”

“My friend!”

Jegal Yeom was fuming from the head.

‘No, this guy should become more reasonable with age, why does he seem worse than before!’

He wasn’t called Sword of the Righteous Hero for nothing.

If he could be reasoned with, he wouldn’t be the Righteous Hero.

In the past, it was the same. Jegal Yeom, the Master of Divine Abilities, and the Supreme Sovereign tried to dissuade him again and again, but Wei Jeonghan buried all their arguments in the trash with just saying “it’s the right thing to do.”

He thought that with age he would become more reasonable.

‘Why hasn’t anything changed! Nothing!’

He was about to burst.

If Wei Jeonghan was only going to the Demon Cult, he wouldn’t try to stop him.

He would have said “tsk tsk, this guy doesn’t change even with age” and would have laughed. He knew it was useless to try to dissuade him. And he had no obligation to spend energy on stopping him.

But if he was going with Wei Yanho, things changed.

Wei Yanho was no longer simply the second son of the Wei family of Guangdong. He was the core and leader of the current Martial World, represented by the alliances. And he wanted to take him to the Demon Cult?

“Haven’t you thought that the Wei family of Guangdong could be exterminated? From what I see, Sanho doesn’t seem to be your son. If you and Yanho die, the Wei family will end. Do you still want to go to the Demon Cult?”

Wei Jeonghan, who was packing, straightened up.

“Of course, continuing the lineage is important.”

“Exactly! There’s no greater lack of filial piety than not being able to continue the lineage. Think of your late father.”

“That’s why I must go.”

“Huh?”

Wei Jeonghan looked at him firmly.

“My father valued continuing the lineage. But what he valued most was preserving the spirit of the Wei family. Whatever they say, Sanho is the eldest son of the Wei family of Guangdong. Ignore that he’s in the Demon Cult and hide to continue the lineage? If my father knew, he would beat me to death. I’d rather cut off the lineage fighting against the Demon Cult. My father would congratulate me and say I did the right thing.”

“……”

For a moment, he forgot.

Wei Jeonghan was Wei Jeonghan, but his father was also from the Wei family of Guangdong. If Wei Yanho was like this because of Wei Jeonghan’s blood, from whom had Wei Jeonghan inherited his character?

His name was Wei Cheonme, right?

“So you’re really going to go?”

“What have you understood so far?”

“Look, you’re an envoy of the Righteous Martial Alliance. What about your responsibilities? The Master of Divine Abilities…”

Before Jegal Yeom finished, Wei Jeonghan finished packing and put the bag on his shoulder.

“Ah, don’t worry about that.”

“Huh?”

“I submitted my resignation to the Righteous Martial Alliance. The Wei family of Guangdong is no longer part of it.”

“……”

“So…”

Wei Jeonghan blinked.

“You better stop trying to dissuade me.”

“……”

Jegal Yeom decided that, after this, he would not deal with anyone bearing the surname Wei again.