Chapter 590

Chapter 590. The Lazy Man Despairs (5)

“Something to resolve?”

“Yes.”

Wei Yanho shrugged.

The Master of Divine Abilities frowned slightly. At a time when their allies were being pursued, was there something more urgent than supporting them?

Although he felt doubts, he decided to listen to what Wei Yanho had to say. That guy used to say a lot of nonsense, but he wasn’t someone who spoke without reason.

It was a subtle difference, but it existed.

“What is it you say needs to be resolved?”

“The attacks.”

“…Ah!”

The Master of Divine Abilities let out a stifled cry.

“If we don’t determine how those attacks are happening, the same thing will keep repeating. What will we do if the people who go to rescue are also attacked?”

“True.”

The Master admitted that he had been rushing.

‘Let’s stay calm.’

A strategist’s ability shines not in times of peace, but in times of war. No matter how shocking the events that occurred one after another, losing composure like that was not like him.

Anxiety.

That was what was making the Master of Divine Abilities nervous.

The battle of Anhui was a war they had to win at all costs. That’s why they had mobilized all their resources. They even emptied their headquarters to concentrate all their forces.

And even so, they lost.

Only by blocking Anhui could they face the Demon Cult that was advancing. Otherwise, they would have to fight simultaneously against the Baekgeom Fortress and the Demon Cult attacking from both flanks.

Not even the Righteous Martial Alliance could withstand that.

That’s why they had to save at least the survivors. Only by maintaining similar numbers and preserving equivalent forces could they plan for the future. Every person they lost at that moment caused them heartbreaking pain.

It was understandable that they had difficulty thinking clearly.

‘And in the middle of all this, he remains calm?’

The Master of Divine Abilities was surprised several times by Wei Yanho that day.

‘There are people like that.’

In normal times they don’t do anything in particular and are not of much help, but in times of crisis they shine more than anyone.

“…No, wait.”

“Huh?”

“Nothing, never mind.”

The Master of Divine Abilities coughed dryly.

He had been carried away by his thoughts. Wei Yanho was simply Wei Yanho. If he expected something from him, he would only suffer.

Wei Yanho, unperturbed, asked Chilji Singae:

“By the way.”

“Hmm?”

“You said everyone suffered the attacks at the same time, right?”

“I didn’t see the exact moment, but from the circumstances it seemed to be so.”

“Then it’s that…”

Wei Yanho looked at the Wei Jeonghan.

“That’s right.”

“Exactly that.”

It was the same thing they had experienced with the Tang Family of Sichuan. Only on a much larger scale.

“Mmm, you mean the content of the report?”

The Master of Divine Abilities also remembered the report from the Wei Jeonghan and made a serious face.

“It can’t be said to be exactly the same since there was no poison, but the fact that people who never practiced Demon Arts emanated demonic energy suggests that they are the same symptoms. That means…”

Wei Jeonghan came to the conclusion instead of Wei Yanho:

“That no one knows who will suffer an attack. Since the same symptoms appeared in the Tang Family, Shaolin, Wudang, and even the Namgung.”

The Master of Divine Abilities tapped his thigh impatiently.

‘How is this possible?’

No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn’t understand how something like that had happened. With so many people and so many experts present, no one could do anything.

They only saw the results. Without being able to guess the causes or the process, how could they face it? They could eliminate the consequences, but there was no way to prevent it from happening again.

“But the countermeasures…”

Wei Yanho scratched his head.

“Let’s think simple, very simple.”

“Hmm?”

“Beggar Sect Elder!”

“Ehhhmm…”

Chilji Singae nodded uncomfortably. Wei Yanho didn’t know him, but he knew too much about Wei Yanho. Through Jangil’s daily reports, he had already analyzed what kind of person he was.

‘If I get involved, it will go badly for me.’

The best thing was to avoid getting involved with someone like him as much as possible. But they were at war. It was not time to evade.

“You said everyone suffered attacks, right?”

“That’s right.”

“Wasn’t there anything strange?”

“Eh? Strange?”

“Yes.”

Wei Yanho explained casually:

“That so many people go crazy at the same time is strange. Even if the enemy planned it, they couldn’t synchronize it so well. There must have been some trick.”

“A trick…”

No one present was foolish. Everyone could understand what Wei Yanho was saying.

‘There must have been a trigger.’

If it was poisoning, the poison must have had something that caused the attacks. And if it wasn’t poison, there must have been something else.

“Now that you mention it…”

“Yes.”

“I had that feeling, but I thought it was my imagination…”

Chilji Singae, who had tilted his head slightly, spoke cautiously. He seemed not to be very sure of his own words.

“I felt demonic energy.”

“…What nonsense are you saying? You mentioned it before.”

“No, it’s that I also felt it on the side of the Baekgeom Fortress.”

“Eh? Really?”

Those present looked at Chilji Singae in surprise.

“I definitely felt something like demonic energy. That’s why I thought the same thing was happening in the Baekgeom Fortress. But they were fine. It seemed strange to me…”

He swallowed several times, as if his throat was dry. His voice became clearer.

“But then I thought: whatever, they allied with the Demon Cult, it wouldn’t be strange for them to practice some Demon Arts, so I let it pass.”

“How strange.”

“Super strange.”

“It’s definitely strange!”

Wei Jeonghan made a bad face.

“As members of the Great Family of the Infinity Sword, they wouldn’t practice Demon Arts.”

“But does allying with the Demon Cult make sense? If they allied with them, what wouldn’t they be capable of doing?”

He also had a point.

But Wei Jeonghan couldn’t help but shake his head.

“If the Demon Arts helped them, maybe. But the Demon Arts don’t combine with the swords of the Great Clans. If the Sword Sage practiced Demon Arts, would he be stronger? It would only ruin his martial arts.”

“That’s true.”

“But if demonic energy still emanated…”

“There’s something there.”

It could be important information. But at that moment it didn’t seem very significant. There were limits to what they could deduce there.

“So there are no countermeasures.”

Wei Yanho summarized the result clearly.

“…At this stage.”

The Master of Divine Abilities hesitated.

He seemed to want to say something, but he didn’t dare.

“Well, there’s no remedy.”

Wei Yanho stood up.

“I’ll have to go myself.”

“Yanho!”

Wei Jeonghan jumped up.

“There’s no alternative. Others might suffer an attack, so we have to send someone who is known not to, and the suitable candidate is only me.”

“It’s very dangerous! You’ll go alone…?”

“Who said I’d go alone?”

“Eh?”

Wei Yanho smiled and pointed at Wei Jeonghan with his finger.

At that gesture, Wei Jeonghan’s face paled.

“We’ll go together.”

“Me?”

“Yes. It’s about sending confirmed people who won’t suffer attacks. So father and…”

Wei Yanho’s hand pointed to the next victim.

“The Beggar Sect Elder.”

“…”

Jangil’s cheek twitched.

“And the weak strategist, the wandering spirit, the crazy monk. We’ll all go, all of us.”

“Damn unnatural son! If you want to die, do it alone, don’t drag your father with you!”

“A moment ago you were pretending to be worried!”

“Of course I’m worried! But I must also save my own life!”

A Dantesque scene unfolded in the middle of the Righteous Martial Alliance, with father and son arguing about not dying alone. The spectators couldn’t help but turn their heads and sigh deeply.

‘Those crazy guys from the Wei of Guangdong.’

‘In this situation they act like that?’

‘How did these guys appear?’

One must consider the situation and the place to act as a person. Can someone who does what they want anywhere be called a “person”?

“Enough!”

Wei Yanho pushed Wei Jeonghan aside and turned to the Master of Divine Abilities.

“Strategist Elder!”

“…What, boy?”

“Contact the Tang Family of Sichuan!”

“Eh?”

“They must be preparing an antidote. I don’t know how far they’ve advanced, but it will surely help. The symptoms are similar.”

The Master of Divine Abilities nodded.

If it was the Poison King, perhaps he would have already prepared something.

“Are you really going?”

“I must do it.”

“…Just you?”

“Well, more people are not necessarily better. We are people who managed to escape even from the Demon Cult’s lair.”

“You almost died!”

“Half died!”

Ignoring the screams of protest, Wei Yanho shrugged.

“Well, whatever.”

The Master of Divine Abilities couldn’t understand Wei Yanho.

‘Why?’

Why should he take on that role? If Wei Yanho was someone willing to sacrifice himself for the justice and peace of the martial world, perhaps he would understand. But Wei Yanho was not like that.

And now he would voluntarily go into danger?

This was not the way of acting that he knew of Wei Yanho.

“Why so much?”

“There are several reasons.”

Wei Yanho replied naturally.

“First, if we don’t stop it, in the end we will all die. And I don’t want to die.”

“Mmm…”

“And second… I must pay for the food.”

“Food?”

Wei Yanho scratched the back of his neck.

“The alliance leader elder invited me to eat before. It was delicious. So I must pay that debt.”

He paused before continuing.

“So the alliance leader elder can rest in peace. If more people keep dying, with his character, he couldn’t close his eyes.”

The Master of Divine Abilities closed his eyes.

‘I don’t understand.’

It was incomprehensible.

Sometimes he seemed like the biggest rascal in the world, other times he looked so much like his father in his sense of justice. Rude and arrogant, but with a deep heart.

Wei Yanho was, in a word, indescribable.

“And the most important reason…”

“Eh?”

“I don’t want to be beaten to death.”

“…What?”

Wei Yanho scratched his head hard.

“This… I think it’s my fault, so I must resolve it. If not, even if I live, it won’t be life. I’ll be beaten to death afterwards.”

Seeing the Master’s confused face, Wei Yanho whispered something. Only for his ears. The Master’s expression gradually changed.

First he looked surprised, then he became serious, and finally he blushed furiously.

“T…that’s absurd!”

When the Master’s scream erupted, Wei Yanho crossed the room in an instant, opened the door, and ran out.

“And contact the Sacred Hand Hall in Wuhan! If they mention my name, they will contribute funds. I don’t know how much they’ve raised.”

“Boy! Don’t escape!”

The Master of Divine Abilities jumped up to chase Wei Yanho.

The others, not understanding, could only shrug.

“What happened?”

“Who knows…”

There was only one thing clear.

The atmosphere had become more cheerful.

They didn’t know if that was good.