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The Academy’s Sashimi Sword Master Chapter 254: The Technique of Combat (3)

Chapter 254: The Technique of Combat (3)

Fermush‌​​ opened her lips,‌ and at the​‍ same time, the​​ giant unleashed a rain of punches.⁠‍ In that winter‌‍‍ under a pale‍ gray sky, the‌​ blows pounded the⁠⁠ earth like a monsoon downpour.

The⁠​​ giant mercilessly tore⁠‍​ through sky and⁠ land. With a serene face, it⁠‌ stripped away life.​‍

“Top!⁠‌​ Move in!”

Amid‍​ the apocalypse, a high-ranking official from​​ the Association shouted.‍‍ His desperate voice⁠‌‍ echoed inside his​ helmet.

At‌ the signal, the​⁠ heroes with visors‍ activated their blessings‍⁠ and raised their‌‌⁠ shields, forming a turtle-shaped wall. It​‌‍ was the testudo‌‍​ formation, in the⁠ style of ancient⁠‌ Rome.

“Mid‍⁠​ and Jungle, inside!”​​

Those​‌‍ from “Mid” and‍⁠ “Jungle” quickly took​‌‍ shelter within the​⁠ formation, while “Bottom”‍ tried to keep⁠ their distance. But⁠‍ not everyone could​⁠‌ escape.

The‍ stone giant had⁠⁠ about two thousand‍‍​ hands fanned out‍​ behind it. The‌‍ punches fell with‌ such speed that‍⁠ the silhouettes were​⁠ barely visible.

Speed​ multiplied by weight.‌‍‌ Is there a need to explain‍‍⁠ the destructive power?​⁠ A single blow⁠​ came down like‍‌ a meteorite, with⁠ enough force to⁠ crush the dome⁠ of shields raised​ by dozens of‌⁠​ heroes.

“Shittt!”⁠

The⁠ heroes gritted their‌ teeth to endure.‍‍

Bang!⁠‍‌

They⁠⁠‌ couldn’t withstand the​‌ giant’s hammering, and‌ the formation collapsed​‍‌ along with the‌ shields. Bathed in​ the blood of‍‌ their comrades, the​​⁠ survivors barely held‍‌ their weapons. There​​ was no time⁠​ to grieve; the​‍‍ next strike could⁠ be theirs.

“Aaaaahhhhh!”⁠

Through​ the cloud of​ dust, screams stretched​⁠ on. The giant’s‌⁠ fists fell indiscriminately,​‍‌ crushing heroes like‌‍ ants. The ground‍ flattened under the‌‍ force. Human parts‌ flew in all⁠⁠ directions. Pools of‌‌ blood formed in​​​ the crevices.

From‍ above, on the⁠‌ giant’s head, Fermush‌ observed everything with​ her arms crossed,‍​‍ unperturbed.

“This‌⁠ is how you⁠ should be, humans.‍​ Crawling like worms,‌‍ bursting with a mere gesture from‌‌ us demons. You​‍ are scum. Learn⁠‍ your place.”

Fermush​ gave a twisted​​ smile that didn’t⁠ match that of⁠‌ a child.

“No​ one will survive.​ At least in‌‍‍ the next world,‍‍ you’ll know your‍‌ place. There’s some⁠ charm in that⁠⁠‍ too.”

It‌ wasn’t that Fermush‍​‌ harbored personal hatred‌⁠ toward humans. What‍‌ sense was there​ in having emotions‍‌‌ toward insects? That’s‍‍ how Corps Commanders​ were.

Their‍ perspective was different.‌⁠

They​ didn’t see humans‍⁠ as equals. Not‌ because they “didn’t‌‍‍ want to,” but⁠‌ because they “couldn’t.”‌‌‍

The‌​ same happens among‍‌‍ humans—those with power‌ cannot understand the⁠ lives of those⁠‌ on the margins.‍​

“Now‍‍ then.”

Fermush​⁠ scanned the battlefield‌​‍ with her gaze.​​ It was all‍‍⁠ chaos, but that​‍‌ old swordsman had⁠ disappeared.

‘That​ one’s an Awakened.’‍‌

He⁠‌‍ couldn’t have died‍‌ from that. She‍ knew it better​‍ than anyone; she​‌ had faced him‍‌‌ centuries ago.

‘And‌ more importantly…’

Kang‍‌‍ Geom-Ma.

That⁠ boy still lingered⁠​​ in her mind.‌ He wasn’t visible‍ anywhere. Even the⁠‍‍ number of floating‌​​ knives in the‌⁠‍ sky had decreased.‍‌‌

Fermush​‌⁠ moved her eyes⁠‌‍ back and forth.‌‍ She didn’t lower‍⁠ her guard by⁠ nature, and that’s‍⁠ why Lord Kuarne​ had granted her​ access to the​‍‌ battlefield.

Otherwise,‌​ she wouldn’t have‍​ opened the portal‍‍ at such risk.​⁠‍

“I’m⁠‍​ Lord Kuarne’s favorite.”‌‍

That’s‌‌ why she couldn’t‍‍ fail him.

‘I’ll‍‍ eliminate every insect⁠⁠​ that could get‌⁠ in his way.’‌‌

And‌‌‍ above all, she‍​‍ would kill Kang⁠ Geom-Ma amid the⁠​‌ flames of punishment.‍‌ She wanted her‍ brother’s attention solely⁠​⁠ for herself.

Swoosh!‌​

An‌⁠ ambush fell suddenly.​‌​ Fermush tilted her‌​ head to dodge.⁠ A sashimi knife‍ landed at her​ feet.

When‍‌ she turned her⁠​⁠ gaze, she saw⁠ the Swordmaster gliding​​​ on his own⁠‌​ blade, hurling himself​‍‌ toward her. In⁠ midair, he recovered‍ the sashimi knife‌‍‍ and threw it​ like a dagger.‌‌

For⁠⁠⁠ a moment, Fermush​‌​ was startled by⁠‍ the ambush. Just⁠​ for a moment.​‍ Then her face‌ twisted with rage.⁠

“You​ think you can​​​ fly and are​ above everyone else?”​

She‌ snapped her fingers.​​⁠ The giant redirected‌​ its fist upward.⁠‌

“Even​⁠ with wings, you’re​‍ still an insect.”‍​⁠

The‌‍​ heavy fists swept‍‌‍ the sky as⁠‌ if beating the⁠‌ clouds. The torrent‍​ of attacks filled‌​ the Swordmaster’s field‌ of vision. If‍ he tried to​‌ block every blow,‍‍⁠ he would be​⁠ crushed like a fly.

‘I’ll‌ dodge.’

Dodge‌​ them all and​⁠‌ get closer. He​‍‌ lowered his body⁠⁠‌ and gripped the⁠‍ hilt of his‍‌ sword with one⁠ hand. Like a surfer riding the‌‍​ waves. His blade⁠‌ drew a smooth⁠ line, exploiting the‍​‌ gaps between the‌‍ fists.

The⁠⁠‍ better he dodged,‍ the more momentum⁠‍ he gained. It​​ was like letting‍​‌ himself be carried⁠ by the current.​‍​

With‍ his white hair‍‌⁠ blowing in the⁠‌ wind, the Swordmaster‍⁠‍ advanced. His teeth‍⁠⁠ bit down on‍⁠ his lip.

‘Damn‍‌‌ it.’

He⁠ had to ignore​⁠‍ the hell unfolding​​ on the ground.‍‍⁠ He kept his⁠ eyes forward as⁠ if tied there.‍‍‌ He couldn’t let​​ the sacrifice of⁠⁠​ so many be‍‌‍ in vain. At​⁠ least not until⁠​⁠ Kang Geom-Ma was​ ready.

‘If​‌ I can at‌ least land a small wound.’

He‍‌ had already closed​‌​ the distance. He​⁠ threw the sashimi⁠‌ knife with precision.‌‍‍ It was then⁠‌‌ he understood why‍ Kang Geom-Ma insisted⁠‍ so much on​ that kitchen knife.⁠‍

A sashimi knife bought⁠​ for 3,000 won⁠ at Daiso. More⁠​ useful and of​​‌ better quality than⁠⁠‌ expected. Simply very‍‍‌ cost-efficient.

Fwooosh!⁠‌‍

Fermush​‍‌ fired a barrage‌‌⁠ of stones like‍ a machine gun,​‍​ clashing midair with​‌ the sashimi knives.‍⁠‍ Scowling, she growled.‍‌⁠

“Damn⁠‍​ insect.”

The​​​ Swordmaster finally deflected​ the entire offensive.‍⁠ Upon landing, he​‌ launched himself forward,‌​⁠ pushing off with‍​⁠ his back foot⁠‌ on the statue’s⁠‍‍ head. A fast,‌‌ precise slash.

“Very‌ well.”

Fermush‌‌​ extended her palm‌​​ and scattered stones​​ across the ground.‌‌‌ Her shoulders dropped,‍ then she clenched‍​ her fists.

“If‍ you’re so eager‍​ for hand-to-hand combat,‍ then let’s play‍ your way.”

Stone⁠‍ fragments wrapped around⁠ her forearms. In‍ an instant, gauntlets⁠⁠‍ formed. She planted⁠ a firm step​‍⁠ to propel herself.‌​​

The⁠‌⁠ Swordmaster also jumped‍​ at the same​ time, and both‌‍​ bodies collided at​ the center.

Bang!‍⁠‍

It‌ happened in the‍ blink of an‌ eye. They exchanged‌‍‌ countless blows amid‍⁠ sparks and booms,​ again and again⁠​​ atop the giant’s​ head.

As‍ he faced Fermush‌​ directly, the Swordmaster‍ was surprised inside.​‌ The martial skill‌‍ of one who‍ had only thrown‍‌ stones before was⁠‍ formidable, and he‍​​ surprised himself for⁠​⁠ being able to⁠⁠ endure face-to-face against‍⁠‍ a Corps Commander.‍

But‌⁠‍ it wasn’t a favorable scenario.

‘Not‍ much time left.’⁠

The‌‌⁠ power of Awakening‍ consumes. In exchange‌​ for great strength,‌‍ life is sacrificed.‍‌

The‍‌‌ Swordmaster suppressed his‌​ anxiety and wielded‌ his sword calmly.‌⁠ Thump—he deflected a punch with the​​ sword’s spine. Whoosh—he⁠⁠​ turned the blade,⁠​ relentlessly aiming for​‌⁠ vital points.

He⁠‍ didn’t defend. He‌ only attacked. The‍​⁠ best defense is‌ a good offense.​ The foundation of‌​‍ all combat.

The‌⁠⁠ battle began to‌‌‌ tilt in his⁠ favor. Fermush might​​‍ have been toying‌‍ with him, but‍⁠‌ no one could‍‌‌ surpass him in‌ close combat. And​ besides, his Awakening​⁠‌ gave him the‍⁠⁠ upper hand.

His​​‌ movements were lighter‌ than at his⁠ peak, his blade‍ ever sharper, and⁠⁠​ his golden eyes‌‍⁠ discerned patterns in⁠‍ the enemy’s moves,‍⁠​ creating openings.

Finally,‍‍ Fermush’s rear foot‍ tripped on her‍ own ankle. The‌​ sword’s skillful guidance⁠ had entangled her‍‍ fists and legs.‍⁠

The‌⁠‌ Swordmaster didn’t miss​ the opportunity. He⁠​‌ shouted furiously.

“Fermush,​‌‍ you damn brat‌​ with no blood‌ in that head‌‌⁠ of yours!”

He​‍ concentrated his white​​‍ aura into the​ blade and slashed​‌​ diagonally from lower⁠‍ right to upper⁠⁠⁠ left.

Whoosh!‍​ Boom!

Fermush,‍‌‌ hit head-on, crashed⁠ against the ornament‍⁠ atop the giant’s⁠ head. The Swordmaster‍‍ caught his breath​ and stared at​‌ her.

She​ looked like a painting carved into‍⁠ stone. Her drooping‌‍⁠ head hid her⁠​ eyes, but her‌‍‍ mouth was visible.​ She was smiling.⁠⁠​

“Hehehe.”‍

Her⁠‍ laugh was sinister.‌‌‌ She twisted and‍‌‌ stepped out from​ the wall, calmly‍⁠‍ dusting off her‌ skirt.

“I‌‍ admit it. For​‍ a moment, you‌‍⁠ reached the level​⁠​ of the Swordmaster.”‍‌​

The‌ Swordmaster frowned at⁠⁠​ the unexpected praise.‍‌ His clothes were⁠​‌ torn, and his‍ cheek was bleeding⁠‌‍ with deep cuts.‌⁠‌ But her smile⁠‌‍ reflected a twisted‌‌ pleasure.

Fermush​‌ stared at him.​ Her eyes still‌⁠​ lifeless.

“But‍‌ it’s a shame.‌​⁠ If you were⁠⁠ younger, you would​​ have surpassed your‌‌ predecessor.”

Suddenly,‍ she raised three​​ fingers.

“There‌⁠⁠ are three reasons‌‍‌ why you’ll die​​ today. First, because⁠⁠ you’re facing someone‌⁠‌ who has already⁠⁠ fought Awakened ones.‌‍ Second, because you‍ ran into me‌ today.”

She‍⁠⁠ folded one finger​‌ after another.

“Third,⁠‌‍ because you found‌ me.”

“You’ve​ got a real‍‌ talent for spouting​⁠ nonsense with flair.”⁠‍‌

Despite⁠​⁠ the mockery, Fermush⁠ let out a giggle.

“Your‍⁠‌ mouth is just​ as filthy as‍ your predecessor’s. Aaron‍ Nibelung also had‍ a sharp tongue,‍​⁠ though her face⁠​⁠ was far too‍ beautiful for it.​ She was an⁠⁠‍ interesting woman.”

Her​ dull eyes wandered‍‍ through memories from​ centuries past. She⁠ closed her eyes,​ then opened them‌ again.

“Tell‍ me where that‍ black-haired bastard is.‌‌ If you do,‍‍ I’ll honor you‍‌⁠ by crushing your‌‌ head in one‌⁠​ blow.”

“Do⁠‌​ you really think⁠ I’d tell you?”‌​​

“No.”‍

Fermush​ shook her head.‌

“I‍​​ just said it​⁠‍ for the hell​ of it.”

Then,​ she curled all⁠ ten fingers like⁠​⁠ an eagle’s claws⁠ and slashed them‌‌‌ through the air.‌​

The‍‌​ Swordmaster’s eyes widened​‍​ in horror. Space⁠ rippled at each‌⁠​ of her knuckle‌‌⁠ joints, as though‍ she were tearing‌‍ reality apart.

“Do‌ you know the​⁠​ best way to​ get rid of⁠‍‍ insects in a sack of rice?”⁠​⁠

“……!”‍

Fermush​ smiled from one⁠‍‍ corner of her⁠​‌ lips.

“Flip​ the entire sack.”​⁠​

And​ with her ten​‌ fingers, she tore⁠‍⁠ through the air,‍‌ as if drawing‍​ back an invisible⁠ curtain.

「Mantra​ (मन्त्र)」





The‌⁠ earth tilted. The⁠‌ vast sky overturned.‌‌‌ The horizon swallowed​ the sun and‌‌‌ spat it back⁠⁠⁠ out.

There‍ was no deafening​‌ crash. It simply‍⁠ mocked the very​​‍ logic that feet​‍‍ should remain on‍‍ the ground.

Those⁠​ on the ground​​ were hurled into‍ the sky. Those‍ suspended were slammed⁠⁠‌ down to earth.‌

And​ in that inverted‍ world, the only‍⁠⁠ one still standing‌‍ upright was a demon in the⁠⁠ form of a little girl.

“Hahaha!”‍‍

Fermush​⁠ looked up and‌⁠⁠ laughed maniacally. Her‌ lifeless eyes reflected⁠⁠⁠ the sky—or perhaps⁠ the ground—who could​ tell?

“…Ah,‌‍ ah.”

The‌‌ Swordmaster barely managed⁠⁠ to drive his‌⁠ sword into the‌​ earth, hanging from⁠​ the hilt.

Until‍‌⁠ that moment, he‌⁠ had fought against‌ despair. He believed‍⁠ that no matter‌ how powerful the⁠⁠ enemy, he could⁠ always face them⁠ with his sword.‍

But‍ now, that conviction‍ shattered along with‌​⁠ the sky.

‘Who​‌ could possibly stop‌‍​ a demon who⁠ mocks the laws‌‍‍ of the world?’‌​

Hopelessness‌‌​ consumed him. If⁠‍​ he let go⁠‍‌ of the hilt,⁠⁠ he would be⁠ swept into that‍⁠ gray cloud. He‍‌⁠ kept glancing between‌ his sword and‌ the abyss below.‌‍

“……!”⁠‍

At‍⁠ that moment, winged‍​ figures were approaching​ at great speed,⁠​​ with sashimi knives​ in both hands.​‍⁠ From the ground,‌‌‍ from the clouds,​ from the sky…​‍⁠

“What…⁠ is that?”

Finally,​‌‌ Fermush’s confident expression​ faltered. For the​ first time since‌‌ the battle began,‍ discomfort appeared on‍​ her face.

Step.‌⁠‌

Footsteps​⁠​ echoed. No one​‌‌ could tell if⁠ they came from‌‌⁠ the sky or​​‌ the ground.

Step.‌

But‌‍​ everyone knew whose⁠‍​ steps they were.‍‍‌

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