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The Academy’s Sashimi Sword Master Chapter 208 – Choice and Surrender

Chapter 208 – Choice and Surrender

[The​ causal deviation caused⁠ by the use‍ of the ‘Ring’s​‍ Eye’ has concluded.]​‍‍

[Due​ to the resonance,​ a part of‍‍​ the past has⁠​​ been slightly readjusted.]​​

[In‌ addition, the ‘location’‍ of the fifth‍ fragment has been‍‍‌ discovered.]

[The‍ location of the⁠ fifth fragment of‌⁠ 【???】 is…]

[…]‌‌

[…]‍‍⁠

[…The⁠‌ area near the​⁠​ Gate of the‌‌​ Demon Realm, Gehenna.]​

[Sync⁠‍ rate and the‍‍ three levels of​​ ‘Rank’ have increased​‍‍ significantly.]

[Furthermore,‌ the competition for​​‍ the ‘Secondary Power​‍​ Blessing’ has also‍‌⁠ risen.]

[※⁠‌ A new ability⁠‍ under the Secondary‌ Power Blessing has​‌ been unlocked.]

***​

The​ moment I opened​ my eyes—without even⁠‌ time to react—the⁠‌⁠ status window appeared,​‌ flashing new notifications.​

“Shit,​​⁠ can’t they give‍‌‍ me even a moment to clear‍ my head?”

Rubbing⁠ my throbbing forehead‌‍ in frustration, I closed the status​​ window reluctantly.

A low sigh escaped‍ through clenched teeth‌⁠‍ as the headache⁠ lingered for several​‌ minutes.

Thanks‌ to my spiritual⁠ level, I’m usually‌‍ able to handle​‍ these mental jolts‌‍​ pretty well.

But‍ this time was​‌‌ too much. The‍‌ sheer amount of‌⁠‍ information that had⁠​‌ been injected into‌⁠ me left me​‌‍ completely drained.

“Haven’t​ had proper sleep‍⁠​ in four days,​​⁠ I’m a wreck…”‍⁠

The⁠‍​ curses came out‌ on their own.⁠‌ My body was‌​‌ already on the‌⁠ verge of collapse.‌‌‍

And​‌ yet, I was‍⁠​ forced to witness—no,‌ to experience—a scene​‌ straight out of‍ an age of‌‍ savage war.

I had entered the‍ body of the​‍ First Corps Commander,‍‌‌ Lycan, and fought‍⁠ using his senses.‌​

My‍‌ fingers were still​‌ trembling from the‍‍ sensation.

I stared blankly at‍ my palm. I felt like if⁠​⁠ I recited a spell now, lightning‌⁠‍ would burst forth​‍ on the spot.‍

That’s​⁠ how vivid the⁠⁠ connection to Lycan⁠‍‌ was. An uncomfortably‌ vivid fusion.

“It’s⁠​ like we were‌‌‌ always… ‘one and‍​‌ the same’…”

I went to the​ bathroom and splashed‌‌ cold water on​⁠⁠ my face. Then​‍ I looked up​ into the mirror.​‍

Black​⁠ hair. Black eyes.​ The reflection of‌‌⁠ Kang Geom-Ma—those traits​‌ I had believed⁠​‌ to be unique‍ in this world.‌​⁠

Out‌‍ of curiosity, I once asked Speedweapon.‍‌‍ He said he’d​ never seen anyone‌ with black hair​‌​ and eyes before​​​ me.

That‍‍ the first time​‍⁠ he saw me,‍ I scared him.⁠⁠⁠ Something like cosmic‌​‌ horror. That confirmed⁠​‍ it—these features didn’t​ belong to this​‍ world.

“No‍‌​ wonder everyone believed⁠⁠ I was Yu‌‍​ Sein’s cousin without‍‌​ a doubt.”

Yu⁠‍⁠ Sein, the black-eyed⁠‍‍ saint, is also‌⁠⁠ an exceptional figure.⁠​

She’s⁠⁠ closely tied to⁠​ the system and​​‌ claims to be​‍‌ a channel of⁠ communication with an‌‌‌ “external deity.”

I deduce that, in‌‌⁠ this world, dark‌⁠‌ physical traits signify‌ a connection to⁠ that deity.

At⁠​ first, I thought‌​ it was a dumb theory. But⁠ this mission just‌​ gave it some‍‍ weight.

I wiped the fog​⁠⁠ off the mirror​⁠‌ and muttered, recalling‌‌‌ that face so​‍‌ similar to mine.⁠‌

“Balor‌ Joaquin.”

My​​ first teacher turned‌‌ out to be‌‍ the Founding Hero.‌‌ The headache? From‌ that revelation.

And​ it wasn’t just​‌‌ that. The power​​‌ he used by​‌⁠ sacrificing his left⁠⁠‍ arm—

It‌⁠ was, without a doubt, the ‘Blessing​ of the Sword‍ God.’

And​ now, I’m its‍‌‍ bearer.

That‍ overwhelming speed and‌ the ability to‌⁠ cut even magic—no‌⁠ doubt about it.‍‍⁠ It’s the same‍ blessing.

The​ dizziness tightened around‍​ my skull again.‍

“Shit…‍ how the hell‍ did all this⁠‍ get so tangled‍ up?”

The‌⁠ former bearer of​‌ my blessing came⁠ to Earth using‍ the Ring’s Eye.‍​ Later, his disciple—me—ended‍‌⁠ up falling into‌​ this world.

Too‌⁠ many coincidences to‌ be accidental. Yet​​⁠ it would be⁠‌ strange if this​​​ was all part‍​‌ of a plan.​

When‍⁠ we first met,‌⁠​ my master tried‌⁠⁠ to kick me​‌‌ out. If he‌⁠ had been looking​ for me, he‌‌ would’ve welcomed me‍‌ with open arms.‌
Not​ with that cold,⁠‍‌ detached attitude.

And‌⁠ then there was⁠‍⁠ the time gap‍​⁠ between our meeting⁠⁠​ and my arrival‍‍‍ in this world.‍​⁠ Twenty years had​‌ passed. During that​ time, I wasn’t‍ with him. I just wandered around​ aimlessly.

Even‍⁠‌ Miracle Blessing M—​

That‌⁠ was something I started almost by⁠ accident.

Twenty‍​​ years of planning?⁠⁠ If that were⁠‌ true, then that‌⁠ guy’s a god.⁠

But‍ the master I knew was not⁠​‍ someone so calculating.‌​

I lived with him⁠⁠‌ for five years.‍‌ I know him​ well. That guy‍‍ couldn’t even decide‌ what to eat‍‍​ for dinner.

And​⁠ now I’m supposed‍⁠ to believe he⁠‍‍ orchestrated all this?​⁠ Not a chance.​ He only knew‍​ how to teach‍ and wield a knife.

‘But‌ if, by some​⁠‌ one-in-a-million chance, he‌​‍ really did plan‌‍‍ it all—then that‌‌ raises even more‍⁠ questions.’

Could​ it be that‍ the “Lord” Lycan​⁠​ wanted me to​ find…?

In‍‌ that moment—

“Agh.”‌‍⁠

A stabbing pain ripped‌⁠ through my head,‍‍ as if my​ skull were being‍ twisted from within.​‌⁠

It‌⁠ was the same‍‌⁠ pain I felt⁠‍⁠ when manifesting the‌⁠ Blessing of the‌​ Sword God without‌ the Blessing of​ Insensitivity to Pain.‍

As⁠ if warning me‍ not to delve​ any deeper.

A foreign force blocked‌‍ the flow of‌‌⁠ my thoughts like⁠‍ a dam.

“Damn​​​ it, seriously.”

I cursed while rubbing‍ my face vigorously.​

Then,‌‍ dragging my exhausted​ body, I staggered⁠⁠ over to the‍ window ledge and​⁠‌ sat down.

Outside,‌⁠‌ the noisy bustle​​‌ could still be‌‍ heard. Echoes of‍ the succession ceremony.​⁠⁠ Thanks to that,‌⁠ Joaquin Academy was‌⁠‌ basking in unexpected‌‍ celebration.

“And​​‌ me—the star of​‍‌ the show—sitting here⁠‌​ with my head‍⁠ in a mess‌‍​ while everyone else‍​ looks so relaxed.”‍⁠

Despite‍‍ the complaint, a wry smile slipped⁠​ from my lips.‍‌‍ I suddenly recalled⁠ what my master‌⁠ used to say.‍

‘You—go‌ to school. Do⁠ it, no matter⁠ what.’

He‍⁠‍ said it every⁠ chance he got.‍ And I didn’t​ need to ask‍ to know it‍ came from the​⁠ heart.

Now,‌ I carry his​⁠ legacy. And that‍⁠‍ legacy is full‌‍‍ of people, full⁠‍ of intense bonds.⁠‍‌

Maybe​⁠‌ what he meant‌⁠‍ by “school life”​⁠​ was exactly this.​‍

As‌‍ I gazed absentmindedly⁠ at the scenery‍​ outside, the window‌ glass fogged up‍‍‌ with moisture.
The‍ night air was‍‍‍ cold.

“Looks‍‍ like it’s starting‌⁠ to get chilly…”‌‌‌

From‌‍​ now on, as​‌ a new member‍⁠‌ of the Seven⁠⁠‍ Stars, hectic days‍‍ await me.

And‍‍ I still have​​ to visit the‍​ Gate of Gehenna‌‌‌ to search for​⁠ the fifth fragment.​⁠

So​‌‍ until then, there’s‍ one thing I must do first—get​​ some proper rest.⁠

I climbed down from⁠​‍ the windowsill and‍​‍ collapsed straight into⁠ bed, determined to⁠​ make up for‌⁠ the sleep I’d‍‍ been missing.

***‌

On⁠⁠⁠ one of the‍‍‍ paths inside the‌⁠‌ Joaquin Academy campus,‍​ far from the​​ noisy center, someone⁠⁠‍ walked along a deserted stretch.

“Huff…⁠ places full of‌‌​ people really drain‍ me.”

Abel​ wiped the sweat​ beading on her‍​ forehead.

At‍⁠ least the cool‌⁠ night breeze helped​⁠⁠ ease the heat.​⁠

She‍‌⁠ looked around to​‍ get her bearings.⁠

“This​​ place…”

Scattered​‍‍ lampposts and a bench.

It​⁠ was the spot​ where she first​​ met Kang Geom-Ma.⁠‌⁠

It‌‍‌ seemed that in⁠ trying to avoid‍⁠ the crowd, she​⁠⁠ had wandered here⁠‌​ without realizing.
Abel⁠⁠​ let out a nervous little laugh.​‍‍

She‍‍ had walked without‍⁠​ thinking and ended‌​⁠ up right at‍ the place where‍ she first saw⁠​ him. Considering what​ day it was,‍⁠ it was a curious coincidence.

Or⁠‌‌ maybe it wasn’t⁠‌ a coincidence—maybe her‍⁠ subconscious had led‌⁠‍ her here.

Her​⁠ face suddenly flushed.‌‌​

She‍‍‍ shook her head,​​ trying to clear‌‌ her thoughts, and‌ attempted to calm‍⁠ her pounding chest.⁠​ Then she sat⁠​‌ down on the‌⁠ bench—not in the‍ center, but to‍​ the side.

‘Just‍‍⁠ in case…’

This‍ was a place⁠ few people passed⁠ by. At most,‌‌​ it would be⁠ just her—or Kang‌ Geom-Ma.

She⁠​ exhaled deeply.

She⁠ had spent hours⁠‍‍ since the afternoon⁠ being jostled by‌‍ crowds. She was‍​ exhausted.

She⁠ could swing a sword all day‍‌ without tiring, but​​‍ mingling with people‌⁠ somehow drained her‌ energy like magic.​

And‍⁠⁠ yet, the cool⁠‌​ night air was‌⁠ beginning to recharge⁠⁠‍ her body and‍ mind. It was‍ then that Abel‍‌​ finally started to⁠ sort through her⁠​ thoughts.

“Kang​ Geom-Ma became a new Seven Stars‌ hero.”

Though​⁠‍ half a day‌ had passed, she⁠​‍ still hadn’t fully​​ processed it. At​ the start of‍‍ the semester, that‍⁠ absent-minded-looking guy turned‍​ out to be‍‌‌ first in the‌ class.

And‍ soon after, he‌ became a rising​ star in the‌​⁠ world of heroes.‍⁠

At​ first, she tried⁠ to catch up‌⁠‍ to him.
But⁠⁠ at some point,‌‌ she simply accepted​ his ability as​​ something natural.

It‌ was also during​‌‍ that time that​‌‍ she began to⁠ feel deeply indebted‍ and grateful to​‍ him.

He‌⁠ saved her father,‍⁠ Orion Nibelung. And‌ hunted the S-class‌‌ monster, the Draugr.​‌

That⁠​ story had been‌‌ revealed earlier today‌​ by her grandfather,⁠‌⁠ the Swordmaster, during‌‌‍ the announcement. The⁠‌​ reporters, stunned by⁠ such revelations, couldn’t‌ stop furiously typing.‌‌⁠

They​ used every trick​ in the book⁠​ to glorify Kang​⁠‌ Geom-Ma’s accomplishments.

『Heavenly​​ Sword, Kang Geom-Ma.​‌⁠ Is he a god?』

And​⁠ so, within hours,​⁠ the internet was⁠ filled with the⁠​​ name ‘Kang Geom-Ma’.​

What​‍‌ people talked about‌⁠‍ most was his‍ new title.

Heavenly‍ Sword.

The​‍ Sword of Heaven.‌‌​

The‌ Sword that Cuts​⁠​ the Sky.

The‌‌ Sword that Reigns⁠ over the Skies.⁠

A name open to‍‍ many interpretations.

And​⁠ precisely for that‌ reason, it was‍ perfect for sparking​ excitement.

Some‌​‌ said things like,‌⁠ “Who does this⁠ guy think he​⁠​ is?” or “Sword​ of Heaven? Then⁠ my kitchen knife‍‍‍ must be the​ Sword of the⁠ Universe,” but—

Most‌​ were completely captivated​ by the name.‍‍‌

For‍​‍ one simple reason​‍‌ it sounded cool.‍

It‍​‍ was easy to⁠ remember, impressive, and​‍‍ left an immediate​​ impact.

And⁠⁠ because it had​ multiple meanings, it‌ was versatile too.​‌ A name that‌​ created expectations on​⁠ its own.

‘It’s‌‌ way better than‌‍ my grandpa’s.’

From​‌‍ Abel’s perspective, as⁠‍ Siegfried’s granddaughter, the⁠​​ title ‘Heavenly Sword’⁠‌‌ far surpassed ‘Swordmaster’.‍‍

Swordmaster?‌‌

It⁠‌ reeked of bureaucracy​ and sounded outdated.⁠

But‌‌ Heavenly Sword… The​‍ first time she⁠ heard it, she​‍ actually got chills.​​

As⁠ a swordswoman, it⁠⁠​ stirred a pang​‌​ of jealousy.

But⁠‌‍ more than that,​​⁠ she knew—there was‍⁠ no one that‍ title suited better‌⁠ than Kang Geom-Ma.⁠

“If‌‌ you wander off‌‍⁠ that far, what’s⁠‌‍ the person following⁠ you supposed to‍ do?”

Though​⁠ she grumbled quietly,‍ a smile crept​ onto Abel’s lips.‌ She was no⁠⁠​ longer the same‍⁠ girl who only‍‌ knew envy. She‍ didn’t even resent⁠‍‌ him for surpassing​ her grandfather.

Just‌​​ as she felt‍⁠‍ that pure sense‌​‌ of satisfaction, footsteps‌ approached from the‍ side.

Instinctively,⁠ she turned her⁠ head. The first⁠​⁠ thing she saw‍‍ was a pair‍⁠​ of black eyes.⁠ Realizing who it‌‍ was, her face‍ turned a soft‍ pink, like a puppy seeing its⁠​ owner return. But‌ it didn’t take⁠ even two seconds⁠ for the color​ to fade.

“Oh…​ it’s you…”

Abel’s‍ words faded. It‍‌​ was as if⁠⁠‌ her wagging tail‌‌ had suddenly curled​​‌ up. The disappointment‍‌‌ in her voice‍‌ was unmistakable.

The‍⁠‌ one who had⁠​‌ arrived smiled wryly.‍ It was Yu​‍ Sein.

“Isn’t‌⁠ your disappointment a little too obvious?”‌​

A line that didn’t‌​‌ just hit the‍‌ mark—it drove it⁠‍ in. Abel’s eyes​‌⁠ twitched slightly.

Seeing‌⁠​ her flustered reaction⁠‍ clearly, Yu Sein‍‍​ narrowed her eyes‌ playfully and added⁠‍ with a teasing⁠​ tone.

“Just⁠⁠ kidding.”

“….”‍‍⁠

Without⁠‍ another word, she‍⁠​ casually took the‍ seat beside her.​⁠‌ And as if⁠​‌ she were a fortune-teller, added.

“You‍‍​ need to work‌‍ on your reactions.⁠ If you’re that​‌‍ transparent, people will⁠ swindle you easily​‌‌ in this world.⁠‌ Especially with that​​ innocent face.”

Abel‍‍⁠ felt a strong‍‍ sense of déjà​ vu. She could​‍ swear she’d lived​‌ this moment before.‍‍

‘Come‍⁠ to think of⁠‌ it… how did‌ Sein know I was here?’

She⁠ had let it‍​​ slide back at⁠‌⁠ the training field,‍‌​ but the more‍‌​ she thought about‍‌ it, the stranger‌‍ it seemed. Every‌​ time she thought⁠ about Kang Geom-Ma,⁠ Sein showed up​ like a ghost.‍⁠‌ As if she‌ could read her‍‍‍ mind.

As​‍⁠ her suspicions grew,⁠ Sein interrupted her‍⁠ train of thought—as‌‍ if she were​ reading that too.‍‍⁠

“Can⁠ I ask you⁠ something?”

“So​⁠ suddenly? What is‌ it…?”

“It’s​ nothing big. I’m⁠ just curious about‍⁠‍ what you think‍‍ of my cousin—I‍ mean, Kang Geom-Ma.⁠​ Do you have⁠ feelings for him‍‍‍ or something?”

Abel‍‌ bit her lower‍‌⁠ lip. Then, in‍ a small voice,​‌‍ nodded and said.​

“Yes.”‍‌

Sein⁠​‍ was a distant‌​ relative of Kang​‍⁠ Geom-Ma. If Abel‌ couldn’t be honest‌​ with her, then⁠ who could she​​ be honest with?⁠‌‍ Since it had​‌‍ come to this,⁠‍​ she decided to‍⁠‍ speak frankly, at⁠‌ least to Sein.‍​

“Hmm.​⁠ I’m a bit​‌⁠ surprised… you were​ more direct than⁠ I expected.”

Sein‍‍​ looked at her​ with a deep​‍‍ expression. It felt⁠‍⁠ like the gaze⁠⁠​ of a mother-in-law‍ judging her future​‌ daughter-in-law.

“…But‌‌ if you go‌ too far off-script,⁠‍​ this world might‍ become very dangerous.”‍‌‌

Abel​⁠⁠ instinctively swallowed hard.​​​

Yu​ Sein smiled softly⁠⁠ and continued.

“Do‌‌⁠ you know the​​ ‘choice game’?”

“You⁠ mean where you‍‍ choose between two‍ options, right?”

“Let’s​‌ play a round.”​

“……?”‌‌‌

So⁠​ sudden again? Abel⁠‍ looked more bewildered⁠‍ than ever.

Despite‍⁠ how abrupt the‌ suggestion was, she​ nodded without knowing‌‌ why. When she‌ saw those intense⁠‍⁠ black eyes, her‍‍ head moved on⁠⁠⁠ its own.

“Then​‌ let’s begin right‍​‌ away.”

“Ah,⁠‌‌ y-yes…”

Abel⁠ agreed without realizing‍ it.

Yu‌ Sein didn’t hesitate‌⁠​ and asked.

“If⁠ you and Kang‍‌‍ Geom-Ma end up‌‍ together, but the‍ world gets destroyed‌⁠‌ because of it—what‍⁠‍ would you do?”⁠​

Abel’s​‍ expression changed completely.​​​ Sein, unfazed, pressed⁠‌ on seriously.

“Do⁠ you stay with‌‌ him, or do‍​ you give him​ up for good?‍‌‌ Choose.”

 

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