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The Academy’s Sashimi Sword Master Chapter 260: Blessing (3)

Chapter 260: Blessing (3)

Calamity‌‍⁠ Beast, Manticore.

A man-eating magical beast,‍⁠⁠ considered one of‌ the most dangerous⁠ among all S-rank​⁠‍ creatures.

Unlike​ others that remain​⁠‍ confined to dungeons,‌⁠ this one attacks⁠ humans without hesitation.⁠

With‍ its grotesque lion-like‍​ appearance and human​‍​ face, one glance⁠‍⁠ is enough to⁠ instill fear.

A colossal carnivorous beast⁠⁠ embodying humanity’s primal​ horrors since the​ dawn of civilization.‌‍⁠

Its​​ ferocity and bloodlust‌‌⁠ terrify even other‍ magical beasts.

It⁠‍‌ is the embodiment⁠⁠⁠ of terror, a beast of the‌ evil god.

Ah,‍⁠​ who could stop​​ its hooves?

Only‍​‌ a beast’s heart‍‌‌ with unwavering resolve‌⁠ that does not‌ yield to adversity.⁠⁠

Only​⁠​ a strong mind‍⁠ capable of erasing‍ the abyssal fear‍⁠​ could put an‍⁠‌ end to it.‍‍‍

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That’s‌​‌ the general image‌​​ that comes to‌ mind about the⁠⁠ manticore. I remember‌‌⁠ it in such‌ detail because it‍ made a pretty‌‌ intense first impression.⁠​ Also, after hunting​‍‌ down the Lich​ King Draug and‌ the Serpent Basilisk,​⁠ I started doing‍ my own research.‍

“Well,⁠ I guess it‍ doesn’t matter now.”⁠

I never imagined it⁠ would come to⁠‌ me on its​ own. Finally, a ray of sunshine⁠​ in my life⁠ of pure misfortune.‌‍‍

Ah,‍⁠‌ this feeling.

‘Yes.’​‍

It’s⁠​​ like when you​ activate auto-farm and‌ suddenly get a rare drop. In‌ gamer slang, this‍‍ is what we​ call a “system‌ gift.”

Interpretations‌‌‌ may vary, but‍⁠ from a player’s‌‌ perspective, it’s always‍ a good thing.​ In gaming communities,‍‌‍ situations like these⁠⁠ are described as​‍ “the game blessed​ me.”

I wasn’t exactly a hardcore gamer, so‌⁠ I didn’t experience‍ it often, but‍ that unique euphoria—⁠​

‘It’s⁠⁠ addictive.’

It‌‌ always feels like⁠‍ the first time.‌

“My‍ hands are itching‌​ already.”

Lying‌‍​ in bed, I rolled from side‍⁠‍ to side while​​ admiring my newly‍⁠⁠ reforged Murasame.

The‍⁠ blade’s reflection revealed​⁠ the dumb grin​‍⁠ of its owner—just‌‌​ as wide as​‌ the blade itself.‌​‌

“An​ A+ grade weapon.”‍⁠

The​⁠ reason I was‌ mumbling like a lunatic in my‍‍ room was simple.⁠‌

My​⁠ beloved Murasame, which‌‍⁠ began as an⁠⁠‍ E-rank knife, had​​‍ finally climbed to​ the coveted A+​‍ rank.

Since⁠⁠‌ inheriting the Seven​ Stars title, I could easily get‍‌ good quality weapons‌‌ anytime.

Not​ just B-grade—A-grade too.⁠‍ Even an S-grade‍ if I wanted.⁠‍

And‌ yet, I stuck​ with Murasame. Some‍ might say it’s⁠⁠⁠ foolish to take​ the long road‌ when there’s a shortcut right in​‌⁠ front of me.‌‍​ I won’t argue.​​⁠ I’m stubborn and⁠​ inflexible—I admit it.⁠​

But⁠​⁠ I clung to​ Murasame for its​⁠‍ symbolic value. It’s⁠ been my partner⁠ since the days⁠⁠ I couldn’t even⁠⁠​ afford a bottle‍​​ of water.

From‍‍‍ those early battles‍‌⁠ against C-class buffalo⁠​ monsters—it was always‍‌ by my side.‌

My‌⁠⁠ story is etched‍‌​ into this blade⁠​​ barely 30 cm‍ long. We’ve grown‍‍‌ together, step by​‌​ step. That’s why​ I see it​ as my other⁠ half.

Even⁠‍⁠ if the beginning‌ is humble, the​​​ end will be​‍‌ glorious. That phrase—“the‌⁠‌ late fruit is‌​ the sweetest”—was written​‍⁠ for the two‍ of us.

And⁠​ not just Murasame,‍⁠ Eternal Frost has⁠ also played its‌‌ role perfectly.

“My⁠‌​ boys.”

That’s​‌‌ how deep the‍ bond between a swordsman and his⁠​ weapons runs.

They’re⁠​​ tools that have​⁠‍ stayed with me‌ on the line‌​ between life and​‍ death.

And⁠‍​ besides that affection,​⁠ there’s another reason‍‌‍ I can’t let‌​ her go.

“Status‌​⁠ window.”

—Flash.‌‍​

==​⁠‌ ==

【Murasame】‌​

Type:‌⁠‌ Sashimi

Description:‌​‌ A sword once⁠⁠ bathed in dew.‍⁠ (……)

Specs:​⁠‌ Blade length – 38 cm, Width‌‍‍ – 6 cm⁠

Features:‌‌ Destructive power (B+‌ ▶ A+), Range​‍‍ – E (……)​

Grade:⁠ A+

Special‍⁠ abilities:

1.⁠ Power of the‌‌ Underworld King

2.⁠‍⁠ Petrification Power

3.​‌ Power of the​‌‍ Cursed Horn

The⁠‍‍ beast feared as‍‍ the embodiment of⁠​ terror.

It‍‌‌ emits a sinister‌‍⁠ roar that chills‌‍‍ the blood.

◈ Effects and Conditions:‍‍

: Incapacitates enemies below‌ a certain level⁠‌‍ with “fear.”

: Power activates only⁠‌ against beings with⁠‌‍ mana; no target⁠​ limit.

: Activates when the⁠⁠ blade is stabbed​⁠ into the ground.⁠

: With repeated use,​ enemies may develop⁠ resistance to the⁠‍‍ effect.

[※‍‌ Upon fulfilling certain​‌‍ conditions, the special‍ title 《Catastrophe》 has⁠ been obtained.]

==‌ ==

“It’s‌ basically like Conqueror’s‍‌ Haki, huh?”

Among‌ the three special‍​‌ abilities, this one‌‌ is by far​​ the most versatile.​‍ Just thinking about‍‌ it made me‌‌‍ chuckle.

“What‍ a cocky thing‍ to say… claiming⁠‌ I’ve got three⁠ special abilities.”

As‍ I mentioned before,⁠ weapons with special⁠‍ abilities are highly‌‍‌ valuable regardless of​‌​ their rank. It​ was a deliberate⁠​ decision by the‌‍ game developers—to prevent​‍⁠ players from obsessing‍​ only over rarity⁠‌ tiers.

And⁠⁠ that decision hit​‍ the mark. Special​‌⁠ abilities caused a massive craze.

Any⁠‍​ weapon with even​ one of these⁠ abilities would sell​‍‍ for a fortune.⁠ With two, they​⁠‌ were valued at‍ S-rank level. And‍​ with three? Most‌ players wouldn’t believe​⁠ such weapons even​​​ existed. Even I,‍​⁠ holding it in​ my hands, sometimes‌‍‍ can’t believe it.‌‌

To​⁠⁠ put it into‍ perspective even with⁠⁠⁠ just one special‌ ability, if all‌⁠​ stats are reinforced⁠ with S-rank magic‌ crystals, that weapon⁠ would already surpass​⁠ most legends.

“A​ myth-tier weapon!”

While‍⁠ we’re at it,​ let’s take a look at these⁠ abilities.

The⁠ “Power of the‍ Underworld King,” which‌‌‌ revives the dead.⁠

The⁠‌ “Petrification Power,” which‍ turns enemies to​⁠ stone.

And​​ the “Power of​ the Cursed Horn,”‍⁠⁠ which emits a fear effect similar‌‍ to that of‍‌ high‑rank beasts.

Each⁠ one of them‍‌ alone is already‍⁠ astonishing.

Combined,​ they’ve created an⁠‌‍ unstoppable monstrosity—something so‍‍ colossal it feels⁠⁠⁠ like a broken⁠ cheat. The only‍ thing that even‌ comes close is‌ Leon’s sword the‍​ full version of‌‌​ Balmung.

“It​ went from an⁠ E‑rank weapon to‍⁠‍ one that can⁠​‌ rival Balmung.”

Leon‌‍‌ obtained Balmung by⁠⁠ being the world’s‍ chosen hero, but​‌​ I—and my Murasame—climbed‌‍ up from the‌ very bottom.

This⁠ little blade represents⁠ my physical and‍⁠ spiritual growth since‍⁠⁠ I arrived in‍⁠ this world. A steel monument guiding⁠‍ my path. It‌‍ was thanks to​‍⁠ those moments of‌ progress that I could leave behind⁠‍‌ the attachments of​​‌ my former life.‍​‍

That’s​​⁠ why.

This‌ moves me so‌‍​ deeply.

If⁠ I were on​​ Earth, I’d have​⁠‌ taken screenshots and⁠‍⁠ boasted about it⁠‍ all over the​ forums by now.⁠‍

But​ since I’m not,‍ I simply rolled⁠⁠​ around on my⁠⁠‌ bed hugging Murasame.⁠​⁠

After‍‌ so many misfortunes,​‍ I hadn’t smiled‍ like that in‌ ages. I felt​‍ happier than even⁠​ when I inherited⁠⁠ the title of​ Heavenly Sword.

I truly am Korean‍ to the core.‌⁠ The desire for‍​‍ good gear runs⁠⁠ stronger in my‍‍‍ veins than any⁠⁠ hunger for glory.‌​ What could be‌‍⁠ more authentic than‍‍⁠ that? My sword‍‍ may be just‌⁠​ a sashimi knife,​ but my bones​‍​ are forged of‍⁠ onion, garlic, and‍⁠​ pepper.

“Well,​ that sounded a bit odd.”

Anyway—after‌​‍ defeating Fermush, I obtained the sixth⁠​ fragment, my blessings​ evolved, I reforged⁠​⁠ my weapon, and⁠ I received a million‑gold reward.

It​‌‌ was effort well⁠‍ spent. I didn’t‌‌ do it for​‌ gain, but I won’t complain about⁠⁠‌ how much I got. For a moment, it even‍​ made me forget‍⁠ the darkness hanging‌ over humanity.

“Now‍‌ then…”

I set Murasame beside​‌⁠ my pillow and⁠ sat on the⁠‌‍ edge of the‌ bed. I closed​‍⁠ my eyes. Volundr’s⁠‍ final words kept‍‍​ echoing in my‌⁠ head.

—Don’t‍‌ try to analyze⁠⁠ people’s feelings with‍‍‍ logic.

He⁠⁠⁠ had said it‌⁠ with that stern⁠ look, clutching a dented rice‑wine jug.‌‍ Maybe he lacked‍‍​ moral authority to⁠‌‍ lecture me—but it‍⁠ still hit home.‍

I kept repeating it‍ in my mind⁠ don’t reason, recognize‍​ the heart.

I understood what he‍ meant. My head⁠‌⁠ got it. But​‌‍ in my chest,​‌ everything remained still,​ as if nothing‌⁠ affected me at‍ all.

Why‍‍‌ did Ryozo and​ Abel fight over​ me? I can​‌ guess reasons but​ I can’t actually‍⁠ feel them. That’s⁠‌​ why people call​‌ me insensitive.

‘What‌‌⁠ exactly do they​ feel for me?’‍‍

I ran a hand‍​‌ over my chest.​ Beneath the hard​ muscle, there was‌‌​ a hollow. And‍‍ the closer I got to the‌ source of the‍ “Blessing of the‍ Sword God,” the‍‍ larger that hole‌‍ became.

The‌ price of power​‍ is losing one’s​​⁠ humanity. Though my⁠ “human rank” has‍ risen, only traces‌⁠ of emotion remain.⁠ The essential keeps​‌ disappearing.

Because‍‌​ of that, I don’t hesitate to‍⁠​ cut down my⁠ enemies. But I’m‌ also on the‍​⁠ brink of ceasing‌⁠​ to be human.‌ Volundr’s talk helped​⁠​ me realize how​⁠ dire my situation⁠‌​ is.

‘What​⁠ am I becoming?’‍⁠

If‌​ I continue like​⁠⁠ this, how far‍​​ will I drift‌ from Ryozo, from⁠​​ Abel, from everyone?​‍⁠ Will I still‍‍ be able to‌⁠⁠ call myself human‍‌ when that time‌​ comes?

And⁠⁠ worst of all,‌​⁠ even now I watch myself as‌‌‌ though I were‌‍ a spectator.

After‌ a long moment,⁠ I opened my⁠‍ eyes and shivered.‌ I sensed someone​‍‌ at the window.‌

“Who‌‌‌ is it?”

The‌‌​ window was ajar‌ by barely a hand’s width. A figure in black​‌⁠ had landed lightly​‌​ on the sill,‍ like a cat.​‌​

“It’s‍‍‌ me, Heavenly Sword.”⁠​⁠

“……”‍​‌

I shot a sidelong‌ glance at the‍ window. The hooded‌‍‍ figure began pulling⁠​‌ down the mask⁠ covering their face.‍‌⁠

“Why‍‍ are you climbing​‍‌ in through there?⁠ The door’s wide⁠ open.”

I sighed and murmured.‌⁠‍

“Knox.”‍‌

Chloe’s‌ brother, Knox Auditore,​‍⁠ scratched his head⁠⁠ as he finished‌‌ removing the balaclava.⁠​‌

“Would‌‍ you prefer I knock and come​‌‍ in through the‌ door again?”

I sighed again, then⁠‌ let out a small laugh. He​⁠ was just like​ me.

“It’s​‌⁠ cold. Close the‌ window and come⁠ inside.”

“Yes,⁠‌ sir.”

Anyway,‌‌ it’s comforting to⁠​ know I’m not⁠‍ the only one‌‍​ with wounds on⁠ my soul.

***‍

Knox‌‍ braced himself by‌​ bending his right​‌ knee and resting⁠‍ his left fist​‌⁠ on it. From‌​⁠ that posture, he‌ spoke quietly.

“Reporting‍ to the Heavenly‍​ Sword.”

Ever​⁠ since I rose‍ to Seven Stars,‍ Knox has treated‍ me with absolute⁠‍‍ respect. Though I’ve​ told him a thousand times that⁠ it’s unnecessary, he⁠ remains steadfast. In‌‍​ the end, I gave up arguing.‍‍

“We​⁠​ have obtained information​‌ that one of‍‌ Lieutenant‑Generals under the​⁠⁠ Second Body Commander,‌ Kuarne, is sending‍‍​ agents to secretly‌⁠‍ encourage the formation⁠​ of new villains.”‍‍

“But​‌‌ Auditore already eradicated‌‌‍ the Union completely.‍ Are there still‍⁠‍ remnants?”

“The​ Union was dismantled⁠ without leaving a single member.”

Knox⁠ shook his head‌⁠ without looking up.​

“It⁠⁠ seems Kuarne’s goal​‌‍ isn’t to rebuild‍ an organization like⁠ the Union.”

“So​ he’s forming a temporary force for⁠⁠ a specific purpose.”​‌

“Yes.⁠⁠‌ Though the exact‍ objective is still⁠⁠ unclear, we have‍​ managed to identify​⁠ when and where‍ they will act.‌‌⁠ The date is​⁠‌ in two days,​ during the Seven‍​ Heroes festival. The⁠ likely location the⁠ ballroom.”

My‌​​ expression tightened.

“Are​‍ you certain?”

“We⁠⁠⁠ are Auditore.”

Knox‍⁠ raised his head.‌ A gleam of​ blood shone in‍⁠ his eyes.

“We​⁠ would never dare‌ present false intelligence⁠ to you, Heavenly⁠⁠​ Sword.”

Gradually‍‌‌ I relaxed. Then⁠​​ I smiled faintly.​

“Sorry.​ It’s just that‍​​ the idea of⁠⁠ them infiltrating Academy‍ Joaquin again bothers‌‍⁠ me. It wasn’t‍ distrust of Auditore—don’t⁠‍ take it to​ heart.”

“Even‍​​ if the Heavenly‍⁠​ Sword doubts us,‌‌ erasing that doubt​‌⁠ would be part​ of our duty.”⁠

Knox‍⁠⁠ lowered his gaze​⁠⁠ again. The light‍​‌ in his eyes‌‌ dimmed to a soft glow.

“Besides,‌ shadows have no‍⁠ hearts. Rest assured.”‍​‍

“Shadows‍​‍ have no heart.”​⁠ For someone who’s⁠‍ been reflecting on​​​ that very thought,‍​ it was a poignant line.

“We​ will handle it‌‍‍ so that it‌‌ causes you no‍‌ trouble, Heavenly Sword.”‌⁠‌

I remained silent, then⁠⁠‍ Knox spoke calmly.​⁠

“Hmm.”​

I muttered softly while​ casting my gaze‍ toward the headboard.‍‌

‘Even‌ if we catch‍⁠ one, the others​ will scatter. Better‍​ to let them⁠‌‍ gather so we​ can trap them⁠ all at once.’⁠

As‌‌ I watched my⁠ peaceful Murasame resting‍‌​ there, I thought.⁠

‘Power‌⁠ of the Horn​ of Terror, The‌‌ power reacts to‌‌⁠ any mana‑bearing creature,‌ with no limit⁠ on targets.’

Moments‌ later I turned​ back to Knox.⁠‌‍

“No.​‌ Let them act⁠⁠‍ for now. Even​‍⁠ if they’re intruders,​ expelling a guest‍​‍ isn’t polite.”

Then​ I lifted one​‍ corner of my‌⁠ mouth in a grin.

“I‌‌ want to see​‍⁠ their faces. Let’s‌ see how big​‌‍ their guts really‍‌‍ are.”

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