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The Academy’s Sashimi Sword Master Chapter 221 – The Temple of the Nephilim (4)

Chapter 221 – The Temple of the Nephilim (4)

Miracle​ Blessing M. What‍​‌ was the most​ recurring topic among‍ players? I can​​ assure you. It​ was the final‌ boss of the​ story, the Demon‍​‌ King.

It‍‌ was an existence​⁠ surrounded by rumors​ within the game‌‌‍ communities. A typical‌‌ mass-produced mobile game,⁠ where you could⁠​ easily raise characters‍ and reinforce equipment​‍ with real money,‍ but despite that,‌‍ there wasn’t a single user who‌ had reached the‍‌‌ final boss.

Ah,‍⁠ well, there were‍⁠ posts claiming it,⁠ but they were‍⁠​ bait without proof.‍ Even when supposed​‍ photos appeared, they​ turned out to​ be fakes.

At‍ this point, players⁠ started saying things​‌ like Is the‍‍ final boss of‍⁠⁠ this game really⁠ the Demon King?‍‌ Why does a mobile idle farming⁠‍ game become devilishly⁠​ difficult at the‌‍ end? Or is⁠​ the game incomplete?⁠ Rumors and urban‌ legends continued to⁠‍​ spread through the‌⁠ communities.

Some‌​ more determined users​⁠ contacted the game‍⁠⁠ company directly. The‌ response had been.⁠

『The‌⁠ final boss exists,​​ and it is‍ the Demon King.』​‍​

The⁠‍⁠ users exploded in⁠‍ anger. Wasn’t it‍‌ obvious? In this‌ kind of games,⁠ it was expected⁠​‌ that the final‍⁠‍ boss would be​⁠‍ a Demon King.​⁠

The‌⁠ problem was that,‌​ even reaching the‌ final parts of​‍​ the story, there⁠ wasn’t even a hair’s mention of‌⁠‌ the final boss.‌‌‌ The only clue‍ was that they‌‍ referred to him⁠⁠ as “he.” Based‍ on that, it‌ was assumed he⁠ was male, but⁠ there was no⁠​ way to confirm⁠ it.

Well,‍ since I wasn’t‌‍ a hardcore player,‍​ it didn’t bother⁠‌‍ me much either.‍‌ I had started‍​ that mobile game​‍​ just to kill‍⁠ time; it wasn’t‌‍ something I cared⁠ deeply about. Although,⁠ on the other​ hand, I was⁠‌ curious.

Miracle⁠ Blessing M, for​​⁠ a generic game,‌​‌ had an absurdly‍ high difficulty.

The​​​ enemies that appeared‍‍ in the final‍​‍ phase, the demon‍‍ race and the‌‌ Corps Commanders. Were​‍ they really created​⁠ to be defeated?‌​​ They were so​⁠ absurdly strong that​ one wondered if‍​​ it was even​​ possible to beat⁠ them.

Then,​⁠ how much stronger‍ would their leader⁠⁠​ be? It was‌ pure natural curiosity.​‍​

So,​​‍ in my own‍ way, I investigated​‍ on Namuwiki and‌⁠ on forums. Although​‌​ I had no‍‌ intention of getting‍ there myself, because​ it required too‌​​ much effort.

‘Of​⁠ course I found​​⁠ nothing and gave‍ up.’

If⁠ that was me,​ a casual player,‌‍‌ how were the⁠​ hardcore players doing?​​‌ They dissected the⁠‍ game like surgeons,⁠​‍ trying to uncover​‍ the Demon King’s‍‌ identity.

There‍ were heated debates⁠ in the communities.⁠‌​ Some users, determined​​ to show Korean‌ willpower, spent entire‍‍ weeks without sleep.‌

Games‌ nicknamed “demon games”​ were little more‌⁠ than an afternoon’s‌ entertainment for Koreans.‌

While‌‍‌ in other countries⁠ people watched trailers‌⁠ and ate popcorn,⁠​​ Koreans tore off​​ the final boss’s⁠⁠ head in six​ hours.

Koreans‌⁠​ are a race​‍‍ of gamers!

That​ unbreakable willpower was⁠ poured in without​ filters by the‌⁠ users. For a whole year! Enough‍ time to smash⁠​‌ and pick apart‍ any other game.⁠‌

However,‌ the result was…⁠ as I mentioned‍⁠ before, the total‍‍ defeat of the⁠‍ players. They couldn’t‍ even solve the​ mysteries of Kuarne,‍‍​ the Second Corps‌​​ Commander, or of​ Lycan, the First.​

Though​ they tried hard,​ they made no‌ progress. The more‌ they dug, the⁠‌ more they got‌​ lost in a labyrinth. In the‍​​ end, everything returned⁠ to zero. All⁠ of that was‍‌‌ also part of‌ the Demon King’s​⁠​ swamp.

The‌‍ players became exhausted.‍​​

The​​ forums, once bustling‍‌ like a marketplace,‌ fell silent, and⁠​‌ even the most​​ famous users began⁠​‌ to disappear.

At​⁠​ this point, it⁠​‌ was reasonable that,‍​⁠ at least out‌​​ of consideration for⁠​⁠ the players, they⁠⁠⁠ would release the⁠⁠⁠ mystery of the‌ final boss. The​ few users who‌​ remained begged for⁠ that unanimously.

The​‌‍ game company ignored​​ them.

They‍​⁠ only repeated dryly‌⁠ that the Demon‍​ King existed. Thus,⁠​‌ the greatest mystery​‍‍ of Miracle Blessing​ M disappeared along⁠‍ with the interest‌ in the game.‌

An‌‍​ ancient, unresolved mystery.‌

Maybe,⁠‌ maybe I am​⁠ the only player‌ who ended up​ discovering it. Not​ only that.

‘And​ to think that‍‌ the current representative‍‌​ of humanity that⁠ I was recently‌ named……’

Was,​‍‌ in fact, the⁠​ very great evil‌⁠ of humanity. Leaving‍‌ aside whether it‍ was true or⁠‌ not, the situation‌‌​ was simply atrocious.⁠

It​ was a joke‌ that wasn’t even⁠ funny.

***⁠⁠

The‍ darkness that had⁠ fallen over the‌​‍ sanctuary robbed sight‌ and strangled breathing.​⁠

Was‌‌‌ it a hallucination‍ or was it‍ real?

Was​‍ it reality or⁠ an illusion?

In‌​ the midst of⁠‍ the spreading darkness,‌​⁠ clac. The snap​​ of fingers was⁠ heard.

And⁠​‍ in that instant,​ the extinguished lights⁠ began to turn⁠ on one after‍ another with dry‌​ clicks.

I regained my lost‌⁠‌ self-control for a moment and fixed⁠​ my gaze forward.‍⁠‍

Tap,​​⁠ tap, tap.

Each‍​‍ time Kuarne rubbed⁠​‍ his fingers, the​ interior of the⁠​​ sanctuary lit up.⁠​⁠

It​‌​ was a clear​‌‌ vision. Erasing the​‍ madness he had‍​ shown before, Kuarne​ spoke with a calm face.

“Seems⁠ it was just‌⁠​ a blackout caused‌‍‍ by a gust‍​ of wind. I’m⁠‍ sorry. I’ll relight​‌ the lamps now.”‍

Kuarne⁠ smiled kindly.

And‍⁠‍ rekindled the extinguished‌ flames of the​ sanctuary.

Was​‌ he really getting‌‍ into his role⁠⁠⁠ as a priest?​ Seeing him like⁠ that, one could⁠​ almost believe he​ truly was.

“With‌ this, I end‍ my story. Now‌​ you can ask⁠​⁠ me any questions​‌‌ you want. After‌‌‍ all, that’s what‍‍⁠ a priest does,​ right?”

Kuarne‌⁠ smiled slightly. His‍​ smile and gaze‍‌‍ remained immaculately white.‌‌​

I locked my eyes‍‌‍ onto the guy’s‌ and asked.

“Did‍‍ you know that‍‌ the one who​‍ annihilated all the‌ false gods is⁠ known among humanity⁠⁠‌ by another name?”‌

“Yes,‌⁠‌ I know. In⁠​‍ runes, he’s called⁠⁠ ‘Hereb’ or ‘the‌‌ Godslayer’. Although the⁠​ most accurate name⁠⁠ would be the⁠​⁠ ‘Sword God’.”

“Then​​‌ why do you‌ call him Demon⁠‍ King?”

Kuarne​ smiled sweetly. For‍​ an instant, his‍⁠‌ voice was so‌⁠ seductive one could‌‍​ doubt whether he⁠ was a man‌‍ or a woman.​

“The‍ title of Demon‍​ King was given​ by the false​ gods he destroyed.‌ They believed themselves​‍ the ‘Absolute Good.’⁠‌ So, whoever cut​ and eradicated all‌​ that good had​‌⁠ to be the⁠ Absolute Evil. That’s‍⁠​ why he’s the​‍‌ Demon King.”

“Pretty​⁠ manichean, isn’t it?”​

“As​​ I mentioned before,‍​‍ those false gods⁠‌ love to divide​ everything. They want‍‌‌ to divide, separate,‍ and make things​ clash. It’s their⁠‍ true nature.”

“…Why?”​

“Because‍‌ that way they‍⁠ make mortals need⁠‌‍ them. In a world at peace,⁠‌ without conflicts, mortals‌‌ don’t seek gods.‌ Dividing and making‌ them fight each​​​ other was the‌ only way.”

“Such⁠‌ damn petty gods.”‍​

I clicked my tongue.⁠ Kuarne shrugged and‍ added.

“Because⁠​⁠ they are incomplete⁠⁠ divine beings. Sadly,​ we too were⁠​ created by those⁠​‌ narrow-minded gods, which‌‍⁠ is why we‌‍⁠ are unstable. If⁠‍​ the Demon King​​‍ had created us,‍ we would be⁠‍‍ perfect beings.”

“I‌‍ see…”

Talking​‍ like that, suddenly‍‌⁠ reality hit me.​⁠‍ What the hell‌​ was I doing?​‌ Me, a Seven⁠‌ Stars hero, having‍⁠​ a Q&A session⁠ so friendly with⁠‍ the Second Corps‌‌‌ Commander of the⁠ Demon King? Thank‍​ goodness no one​‌‍ was watching.

What‌‌ would others think‍‍‍ — better not‍‌ imagine it.

More‌‌ than that, chatting⁠⁠⁠ so friendly with​​​ the head of‍ the Demon King’s​​⁠ armies— Ah, right.⁠ By coincidence, the‍‌ one residing inside​‍ me was the​‍​ Sword God, that​​​ is, the Demon‌⁠‍ King.

The‌‌ demon in front‌‌ of me, whose​ gender I wasn’t​​ even sure of,‌‍‌ was his follower.‌ It was natural​ we got along.‍

I didn’t know if‍ Kuarne was aware‌‍⁠ of this strange‌⁠​ relationship. Deep down,⁠ I hoped he‍‌ would never discover‌‍ it.

‘Everything⁠⁠⁠ this guy has‍⁠ said so far⁠ could just be​‍⁠ unilateral claims or⁠​​ pure lies.’

I didn’t rule out‌ that possibility. As‌‌‍ a human, distrusting​⁠⁠ demons first was​ almost instinctive. Demons‌‍​ were perfidious creatures,‌‌‍ a race that‍ seduced and corrupted‌⁠‍ humans with sweetened‍ words.

‘The​⁠ words of a demon, huh…’

That‌⁠ thorn stayed stuck‍‌‍ in me. I turned my gaze‌ toward the old​​⁠ elf. I had⁠ almost forgotten him.‌​

Though‍ it left a bitter taste, this​ was a rare‍ opportunity. I changed‌‍ the subject and⁠⁠ asked Kuarne.

“This‌‌​ old elf talked‌​​ to me about⁠ a ‘collaboration between​‌‍ Lycan and the⁠‌ founding hero.’ Do‍‌‍ you know anything‍ about that?”

Kuarne’s‌⁠ eyes trembled subtly.‍ He didn’t react⁠‍‌ to Lycan, but‌⁠ to the mention‍‌ of the “founding‍‌​ hero.”

“I​‌ don’t know exactly.”‍‍‌

Kuarne‍⁠ awkwardly scratched his‍‌ white eyebrows. Then‍‌ he looked at⁠⁠ Horn, and the⁠‍ corner of his​ eyes curved.

“However,‍ if you continue​​​ your journey with‍‍‌ this dragon young‌ lady, I think⁠‍⁠ you’ll find the​ answer soon.”

“……?”⁠⁠

“I’ll‍‍ give you a hint — dragons⁠⁠‍ are the only‍ mortal beings whose‌ soul doesn’t die.‍ That is, their​​‍ spirits can reincarnate​‍‌ over and over‌ again.”

After⁠⁠‌ saying that, Kuarne‍ brought his hands‌ together at solar‌ plexus level, drawing​⁠ an imaginary clock⁠​​ in the air,‍⁠ as if checking‍‌​ the time.

“I​‌‍ wish I could​⁠‌ continue chatting, but‍‍​ it’s time to‍ close the sanctuary.”‍

Saying⁠ this, Kuarne walked‌ past us toward​‌ the entrance. I stopped him.

“One​ more thing. Kuarne,‌‌ you and I are clearly enemies.‌‍ So, why are‍ you answering everything⁠ so kindly?”

Kuarne‌ stopped, thought for‌​ a moment, and‍‌​ finally opened his​​​ mouth.

“Precisely‍‌ because we are‍ enemies. Currently, you​​ are not on​ the level of​‍ the founding hero.⁠‍‌ With that strength,⁠ you’ll never be⁠ able to kill⁠​ me. That’s why​ I can answer‌​‌ everything, while waiting‍‍‌ for the day⁠ you come to​‍ kill me…”

I felt there was‍⁠‌ a melancholic tone​⁠⁠ in his voice.‍⁠ A brief silence⁠ fell. The air‍​ filled with that⁠‌ pause.

“The‍ next time we‍​⁠ meet, we’ll fight​⁠​ to the death.”⁠​

Kuarne‍‍ broke the silence‌ with a somber‍‌‍ smile.

“Or⁠ maybe that battle‌⁠​ will never happen.​​ Because you might‌​ die first… at​ the hands of​⁠ my brother, the​ Fourth Commander of‌​‍ the Demon King’s‍⁠ army, Fermush.”

“…….”⁠⁠⁠

“Fermush‍‌‍ enjoys slaughter. He‍‍ loves to bathe​ in blood and‌‌ has a hobby‍​‍ of collecting human⁠‌ bones. He’s an⁠⁠‍ adorable little brother.”⁠​⁠

Huff.‌​ I let out‍ a long sigh.⁠

The⁠ image of the‌​​ kind priest who​‌ had welcomed me​​ crumbled, replaced by​‍‍ the true face‌ of a demon.‌⁠

Does⁠‌​ he have bipolar⁠‌ disorder? Although, being⁠‌‍ a Corps Commander,​‌ that was unlikely.‌ No, that madness‍‍ was simply his⁠​ true nature.

That’s⁠‌⁠ how different demons​ were from humans‍ in terms of‍⁠‍ purpose and morality.‍​‍

I am not someone‌⁠​ moved by grand​‍⁠ convictions. I just‍​⁠ got dragged into‌ this game world⁠​⁠ by accident, and⁠⁠​ by chance this‍⁠ body obtained overwhelming‍ power.

Good⁠​ and evil, black⁠‍​ and white. I don’t care about⁠ those philosophical dichotomies.⁠‌‌

It⁠ doesn’t matter if​​ the power within‌‌‌ me is that‌‌ of a god‌‍​ or a demon​​⁠ king.

What‍ matters is that‌⁠ I’ll use that​⁠ power to face​‌ my enemies.

Anyone‌ who threatens me,​‌ I’ll cut down‌‍ without hesitation. That‌ simple and selfish‍ desire is what‍ drives me.

Kuarne⁠​ moved forward, his‍⁠​ white robe fluttering.‌‍ It was then⁠​ that the demons​⁠ around began bowing‍‌‍ before him.

The​ chants and praises⁠ exploded throughout the​‌ sanctuary.

“Kuarne.”‌‍⁠

Kuarne​‍​ and the demons‌‍ turned toward me‌‌ simultaneously. Their eyes‍⁠ shone like those⁠​ of wild beasts​‍ in the night.⁠⁠

“I’ll‌​​ cut off Fermush’s​ head and throw‍ it at your⁠​ feet.”

The‌⁠ darkness covered even⁠‌⁠ more of the‌‍ temple’s interior. In⁠‌‍ a place where‍​ light and darkness‍​ were supposed to​⁠‌ coexist, only demons‌​ remained.

But‌ I was the‌ only human there.⁠‌‌

Kuarne​‌ drew a wide⁠⁠ smile across his​ face.

“I’ll‌​​ be looking forward‌‍ to it.”

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