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The Academy’s Sashimi Sword Master Chapter 215 – Omen of Crisis (4)

Chapter 215 – Omen of Crisis (4)

A human fell from⁠ the clear sky.‍‍‌

A young man with‍⁠​ black hair and⁠ black eyes. The‌​ elder dark elf⁠‌ recognized him instantly.​​‍

The⁠​⁠ elder began to​⁠⁠ tremble.

“Ba-Ba-Balor​ Joaquin! H-How is​⁠ it possible that​‍ you’re still alive?!​ And even younger!”‌

Balor​‍​ Joaquin was a name wrapped in⁠​​ legend even in​​​ the Demon Realm.​‌‍

A transcendent being who​​ had defeated the​‍ First Corps Commander,‌ Lycan, centuries ago​ before vanishing from‍ the world.

The⁠‍⁠ few demons who‌‍ had locked eyes​⁠ with his black​‍‌ gaze rarely survived.⁠

And‍ if they did​ survive, they never‌‌‍ remained sane. Trembling‍​‍ and convulsing, they‍⁠ would all say.⁠​⁠

‘Avoid‌​ the human with‌⁠ black eyes… He’s​ not human… nor​‌‌ demon… He’s a god… a black⁠ god!’

The​ current elder of​ the dark elves,‍ Rog, had spoken⁠ those words 700‌‍ years ago with⁠⁠ crazed, bloodshot eyes.‍⁠ Rog survived only‌ because Balor Joaquin,‌⁠⁠ on a whim​⁠ of mercy, spared‍‍‌ his life.

Rather,‍ he had begged‌‌​ for it.

He‍‍⁠ even swore never⁠​ to approach humans​‌ again.

Centuries‌‌ passed. And deep‍ in the elder’s​⁠ heart, the dark​‍‌ desires he had‍‌‌ once repressed began​​‍ to boil again.‍⁠⁠ Thus, the dark‌​ elves reappeared before‍‌ humanity.

However…‌

Rog’s‍​ bluish face turned⁠ even paler, like‍‌ a standing corpse.‍ His aide hurriedly⁠ whispered in his​‍⁠ ear.

“Elder,‍⁠⁠ with all due⁠​‌ respect, that’s not​​ the hero from​⁠‌ the ancient times.⁠‍ That’s the young‌‌ man who recently​‌‌ rose as one​ of the Seven‍ Stars.”

“Ah?”‍​‌

“He’s‍ known as the‍ Heavenly Sword. He’s‌⁠ the one who‌⁠⁠ killed two Corps‌​ Commanders.”

A flicker of hope‍ lit up in‍‌​ the elder’s murky‌ eyes. The aide​⁠ leaned in closer,‍‌‌ trying to reassure⁠​​ him.

“There’s‍‍ no need to⁠ be so afraid,​‌ Elder. Although he​ defeated two Corps​‍ Commanders, both were‌‍‍ already unstable. Besides,‍‌ we’re near the⁠ Gate of Gehenna,‍ and our numbers⁠‍ far outweigh theirs.⁠ The only concern‍ is…”

The⁠‌ aide looked up.‌‌‍

A shadow spinning slowly‍‍‌ in the sky‍ began to grow⁠⁠ larger. When everyone⁠​ could see it‌‍ clearly, the creature‍⁠ landed.

Boom.‌​

A thick cloud of‌ dust engulfed the⁠⁠⁠ area. When it‌ cleared, Horn, in‌ her human form,​​‌ stood next to⁠ Kang Geom-Ma.

Director​‌‍ Sung, jaw dropping,‌​ asked.

“S-Sir⁠​​ Kang Geom-Ma… This‍‍‍ girl… don’t tell‌ me she’s a…‍ d-dragon?”

“Yes,​‌ well. I’ll explain‌​⁠ that calmly later.”‍

Kang​‌ Geom-Ma scratched his‌ eyebrow and turned‌⁠​ toward the Swordmaster.‌​‌

“Swordmaster,⁠ please take charge‌‌‌ of the rear.‌ There are about‌ fifty of them,‌⁠‌ but with this‌‌‍ girl’s help, it’ll‌‍⁠ be a piece‍‌ of cake.”

The‍‌‌ Swordmaster was still​⁠⁠ stunned.

Fighting‍‍​ alongside a dragon‍​ wasn’t something that​ happened every day.​⁠ However, Kang Geom-Ma’s‍ calm gaze conveyed⁠⁠ pure confidence.

‘Is⁠ he telling me​⁠ to trust him?’‍⁠‍ (Here the Swordmaster‍ doesn’t know the​⁠ genre of Horn.)⁠‍

The⁠⁠‌ Swordmaster nodded firmly.⁠‌

“Alright.​ I’ll protect the​‍ rear. You take​ the front.”

“Thanks.”‌​‌

Kang⁠⁠ Geom-Ma turned to​​‍ Horn.

“Horn,‌​​ assist the Swordmaster.‍​ And if you‍ get the chance,‌​ use your magic​‌ to protect our‌⁠‍ people too. Think​​⁠ you can do⁠ it? If you‍‍ do well, I’ll​‍​ treat you to‍‌ triple-grade beef, not⁠​‍ just double.”

Horn‍‌ nodded so hard‌ that she sprayed‌ a little spit​ in excitement.

“Yes!”‌⁠

Kang​‌‌ Geom-Ma smiled broadly.​‌​

Then‌​‍ he fully unsheathed‌⁠⁠ his sashimi knife.​

“Kill‍‌‍ him!”

The‍ dark elf aide‌⁠⁠ shouted.

Slash!⁠​⁠

But‌​ before he could‌⁠​ finish his shout,‍⁠​ blue blood burst‍ from his throat.​​

He‍‌​ fell like a puppet with its‌​ strings cut.

The⁠‍ Daiso sashimi knife‌ pierced through his‍‌‌ Adam’s apple. Instant⁠ death. He was‌‌⁠ the tribe’s best⁠‌‌ warrior and died‌‍⁠ because of a 3,000-won knife.

“……!”​​

Kang⁠⁠⁠ Geom-Ma took a step forward, spinning‌ both sashimi knives⁠ into a reverse⁠⁠ grip, and said.‌‍​

“I‌‌ realized something today.”​

His‍⁠⁠ voice was icy⁠​ and resonant.

“I​ definitely prefer acting‍‌ first and talking⁠​‍ later.”

A fierce grin twisted​ his face.

Both‌ Murasame and Eternal‍‍ Frost — his⁠‍ swords — seemed‌​‌ to flash alongside‌ him, smiling under​​ the light.

***‍⁠‌

Footsteps⁠ were heard. Light​​ footsteps, as if​‍‌ someone were merely‌‌ strolling, but they‌‍​ soon turned into​ a melody of⁠ death.

“Kyaaahhh!”​‍

An‌ elf let out‍​‌ a high-pitched scream.​⁠​ Kang Geom-Ma suddenly‌‌‍ stabbed her with‍‍ his sashimi knife.⁠​ The blade protruded‍​ from the back​‍ of her neck​‍‍ and was then⁠‌​ yanked out.

“Gurggh…”‌

The‍ elf moaned, her‌⁠‌ eyes rolling upward,‌‌​ showing only the‍ whites.

“Damn⁠⁠‍ it, I can’t​ see him!”

A nearby elf shouted⁠ in desperation. Although‍‍⁠ he frantically darted‌ his gaze around,‍‌‌ the human had​‌ already vanished.

Just‍​⁠ a moment ago,​ he had been⁠‍‍ right there. Where​​‌ the hell had‌ he gone? That​ fleeting doubt meant⁠⁠ life or death,​ but before he⁠‌ could find an⁠‍​ answer, a blade‌‌ pierced his temple.‍

Squelch.​‍​

The⁠‍ half-buried sashimi knife​​ pierced through his⁠‌ skull and exited.⁠​ The elf died‌‌⁠ without even realizing⁠‍ he had been​ killed.

“Form​​⁠ ranks and fire!⁠‍​ Those with wands,⁠‌ unleash magic nonstop!”‌

The‍‍‍ elven leader shouted,‍ veins bulging in⁠ his neck.

“F-Fire⁠ arrows! Now!”

Amidst⁠‌ the chaos, the‌​‌ elves barely managed⁠‌ to organize themselves​ to launch a volley of arrows.​⁠

Whoosh!⁠‍⁠ Whoosh! Whoosh!

Enchanted​‍ arrows shot through​ the air at‍ tremendous speed. Each​​ arrow multiplied through​ illusions, creating a real storm of‍ projectiles.

It‍ was like a torrential downpour of⁠⁠‍ arrows. Kang Geom-Ma‍⁠​ smiled faintly.

“It’s‌⁠ always the same.​‍ Ranged attackers try​‌‍ to restrict my‌ movement. The Fifth⁠ Corps Commander did‍‍​ it. The Third‌‌ Corps Commander did⁠⁠ it.”

The‍ sky darkened as​⁠​ if an eclipse​‌ had occurred.

“But‌‌​ do you really‌​ think some lowly‍‌‍ elves can hit⁠ me?”

Kang‍‌‌ Geom-Ma stomped alternately​​ with his right​‍ and left foot.⁠‍ Darkness fell over‍‌‍ him, merging with‍‌⁠ his shadow.

Under‌ the blackened sky,​‌⁠ a black human⁠​‌ figure stood. Kang‌ Geom-Ma inhaled a breath of icy⁠‌‌ air.

Swish!‍‌⁠

The‍ blades gleamed. He​​‍ cut through the⁠ rain of arrows.⁠⁠​ His sashimi knife‌​ moved so fast‍ that it left​‍ twenty silver trails​⁠⁠ with each swing.‌​

The​‍​ arrows shattered like⁠ twigs. Not a single one touched​​​ his skin; they​ veered off in‌‌ all directions. A circular barrier formed​‌⁠ around him.

His​ black eyes tracked​ every arrow.

‘There‍​‍ are a lot​​ of arrows.’

He‌‌ moved his two‍‍ sashimi knives, slicing​ through the magical​​ threads of the‌ arrows.

‘But‍‍⁠ if I cut​​⁠ the magic, they’re⁠ nothing but toys.’​⁠‌

The‍​​ magic dissipated, and⁠‍‍ the arrows crumbled.​

“W-What…?!”‌​​

The⁠‌‌ elven leader realized‌‍‍ too late. Something⁠ was terribly wrong.⁠ He ordered the‌ ranged attack to‍‍ cease, drew his‌ sword, and charged⁠ forward.

“I,‌​⁠ Gremfield, right hand‌ of Elder Rog,⁠‍​ will avenge my⁠ fallen brother—grk!”

Daiso’s⁠‌‍ sashimi knife pierced‍‍​ his mouth mid-speech.​⁠‌

“A…‍‍ demon…”

The‌ dark elf’s final‍ polite words. Generous‍‍‌ as ever, Kang⁠​‌ Geom-Ma hurled another‌‌ sashimi knife at‌ him.

The​​ new blade pushed⁠ out the old‌‌ one from his​ throat.

Gremfield,‌‌ a superior warrior,⁠ was dead. The⁠‌ price of his‍‌‌ life: 6,000 won—double‍‍ that of his​‍ brother’s.

The⁠ elves froze like​​ statues. The air​⁠⁠ turned frigid.

Kang‌⁠ Geom-Ma shook his‍ messy hair and‌⁠⁠ spoke, staring directly‍⁠‍ at Elder Rog.‌‌⁠

“Not‍‍ coming?”

The⁠⁠ elder raised his‌‍ trembling index finger​​ like a leaf‌​‍ in the wind.‌

“Y-You…‌⁠‍ How can you‌⁠ wield the same​‍ power as Balor⁠‌ Joaquin while being⁠‍ someone else?”

“Because‌ I’m his disciple.”​‍

“W-What?”⁠

Kang‌‌‌ Geom-Ma smiled. His‍⁠‌ black pupils gleamed‍‍ with bloodlust and⁠ madness.

“Well⁠⁠ then. If you‍‌⁠ won’t come, just⁠⁠‌ wait. I’ll come⁠‌ to you.”

Kang‌‌ Geom-Ma dug another‍ furrow into the‍‌⁠ ground with his​⁠​ foot.

“Dieeeeee!”​⁠

The​‍‍ elves, driven by‍ inertia and fear,‌‍​ rushed at him.‌ Kang Geom-Ma spun⁠‍​ his sashimi knife.⁠‍

With⁠ a single slash,‍ he cut diagonally‌ through an entire​⁠​ line of them‍​‌ like slicing bamboo.‌⁠‌ The screams of‌‍ ten elves echoed.​​

Five⁠‌ elves attempted to‍ counterattack, dropping their⁠ bows and drawing​‌ their swords. A wise choice. But‌​‍ they couldn’t even⁠⁠‍ fully draw their​​⁠ blades.

Before⁠ they could act,‌ blue lines of⁠ blood appeared across⁠ their arms and⁠‍​ legs. They collapsed,⁠​⁠ and their collarbones​⁠​ shattered in an‌‍ instant. The five‍⁠ of them died.⁠​

The‍‌‌ elves at the‌ rear began chanting‍​‍ spells. Kang Geom-Ma​⁠‍ reacted instantly.

He‍​ activated the Blessing‌ of Strength, moving‌⁠‌ at explosive speed.‌‍⁠

Snap!⁠

Kang​ Geom-Ma leaped and‍ landed in the‍⁠‌ middle of the‌‌​ enemy formation. The⁠‌‌ elves barely had​ time to look​​ at him before​​‍ they lost their‍ vision.

Shink!⁠‌‍

Six‍ elves fell dead.​

Kang‍⁠​ Geom-Ma wiped the‍ blood from his​‍ blades onto his​ pants. He smeared​‍​ his bloodied hand​ across the corner⁠‍ of his lips,​ then charged once⁠ more.

“Elder,‍ help us…!”

The​‌​ elves fled in​‌⁠ desperation.

But‌​ the sashimi knives⁠‍‌ rained down on⁠​ their backs like​ swallows diving into⁠‌ a pond.

Slash!​‌

Numerical‌‍ advantage was useless.‍⁠ Of about fifty⁠ elves, half had⁠‌⁠ already fallen to‍ one man. And​‌ the number kept‌ dropping.

Slash!‌

As‌ the elves continued⁠‌⁠ to fall, Elder‍​ Rog lowered his‍​‌ head. The ground‍​ was soaked with‌ thick blood.

“Heeheehee…”‍‌

The‌‌​ elder clutched his⁠ belly and laughed.⁠⁠

“So‍‌⁠ it’s true… Balor‌ Joaquin and Lycan‌⁠⁠ joined forces, and‌ now I see⁠‍​ the result with‌ my own eyes.”‌

Laughing,‍ he shouted toward‌⁠ the Swordmaster fighting⁠⁠⁠ in the distance.‍

“O‌ descendant of Nibelung!⁠ Even if the​ dark elves go⁠‌ extinct today, remember‌ this! That cursed‍‌ sword will not​‍​ distinguish between demon‍‍‍ and human!”

The​ Swordmaster half-turned to‌‌ glance at Kang‍‌ Geom-Ma. His gray⁠‍ eyebrows furrowed.

‘Kang‌‍⁠ Geom-Ma…’

Kang‌ Geom-Ma was slaughtering‌ the elves. Though‌‌ victory was already​​‌ assured, his blade⁠⁠ continued its bloody⁠​​ pursuit.

‘If‌‍‌ this continues… he’ll‌‍ lose control.’

It‍ was said that​‌‍ when he fought​ the Third Corps⁠⁠⁠ Commander, Vesna, his‍​ hair turned white—his​‌‌ “awakening.” And now,‌‍⁠ the tips of⁠⁠ his hair were‌ already beginning to‍⁠‌ turn white.

‘But‌​ Kang Geom-Ma’s awakening​ is different.’

It⁠ was far more​​ extreme. His sashimi⁠ knives endlessly thirsted‍⁠ for blood.

‘If​ we don’t stop‌ him, those blades‌‍‍ won’t distinguish between​⁠ friend and foe.’​​‍

Yet‌​ approaching him was⁠ dangerous.

Even⁠‌ though the battle‌⁠‌ had been made​⁠​ easier by Horn’s⁠⁠ magic, a careless‌‌⁠ move could still⁠ be fatal.

‘I⁠‍​ have to move‌ in at just‌‍‌ the right moment.’⁠​‍

There‍ weren’t many elves⁠​ left standing. The​‌‍ few survivors could‍⁠ barely move.

Some‍ whimpered, some crawled,⁠​⁠ others muttered final‌⁠‍ spells.

All​⁠‌ of them… ended​​‍ up dead.

“Haa…”‌

Kang‍‍ Geom-Ma closed his‌ eyes. His eyelids‌​‌ felt heavy, and⁠ his nose burned‌​​ with the metallic‍​ stench.

He⁠⁠ slowly opened his‌‍ eyes and began‍⁠ walking.

Step.⁠ Step.

Each​​ step pushed aside⁠‌‌ bloody bones and⁠⁠ remains as if‌‍ they were pebbles.⁠⁠‌

Step⁠ by step, his​​‌ black hair gradually‌ returned.

Step.‌‌

Kang‌ Geom-Ma stood before⁠⁠ Elder Rog.

The‌ elder, covering his‍⁠ forehead, let out⁠ a nervous laugh.​⁠​ His forehead was​ drenched in sweat.​⁠​

Kang⁠‌⁠ Geom-Ma watched him​​ silently and spoke.​‌

“I‍​​ know you’re still‍‌ conscious.”

“…….”​⁠‍

The‌ laughter faded.

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