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The Academy’s Sashimi Sword Master Chapter 274: Awakening of the Eye (1)

Chapter 274: Awakening of the Eye (1)

Kuarne’s​⁠‍ face twisted fiercely.‍‌ That once-beautiful countenance⁠‍⁠ contorted into a grotesque demonic grimace,⁠⁠ making him look⁠ even more sinister.​

“…Lord‍‌‌ Dragon.”

Though⁠ he seemed ready‌‌ to strike at⁠‌‍ any moment, Kuarne​​ merely muttered under⁠​‌ his breath. He⁠‍ didn’t appear afraid.⁠‌ Compared to a human, his reaction​ was more like‌​‍ someone encountering an‍ annoying presence.

Valerion,‍⁠‍ the Dragon Lord,⁠ sighed in resignation.⁠‍

“When​‍‌ will you give⁠‌ me a straight⁠ answer? Are you⁠‌ going to let⁠ them live or⁠​‌ not?”

At⁠ Valerion’s persistent questioning,‌​ Kuarne’s expression shifted‌‍ slightly.

“Tell​⁠ me, is this‌ proposal yours, Lord‌‍ Dragon, or is‍ it the will‍‌‍ of your entire​⁠‌ race?”

“Is‍​​ that really a question I need‍⁠​ to answer?”

“Don’t​​‌ test my patience,‌⁠ Lord.”

“What​⁠ a bother.”

Valerion​ crossed his arms‍⁠‌ and gestured with⁠ his gaze above​⁠ Kuarne’s head. In​​ the sky, a swarm of dragons⁠ flew in a circular formation, spiraling‍​ around the black‍‍​ sun.

“Just​⁠ seeing that we’ve‌​‍ all come should‍‌ make it clear.‍ If we’re here,‌⁠‌ it’s because my​​ entire race agreed.”​‍​

At‍‍‍ that response, Altair’s‍‍‍ eyes widened. It⁠ was said the⁠‍ combined strength of⁠ the dragons was‌‍ equivalent to five⁠⁠ Corps Commanders, and​⁠ yet, they never⁠‌ gathered.

Each​ one was fiercely‌​ individualistic, as if‍‌ they were their‍ own nation.

‘But⁠ then how did​⁠⁠ they manage to​ unite?’

The​ questions didn’t stop‌⁠⁠ there. Were the‍ dragons really confronting‌ a Corps Commander‍ to protect humans?⁠ And what was‍ that “favor from⁠​⁠ his granddaughter” they‌ mentioned? The more‍⁠⁠ he pondered, the‌⁠⁠ more questions arose.‍

The‍⁠⁠ only clear thing​‌ in that moment‍‍ was.

‘They’re​⁠ allies.’

Valerion​​ positioned himself in⁠ front of Kuarne,⁠​‌ blocking the patriarch​ from view. That‌⁠ small gesture was​‌‍ enough for Altair​ to understand he‌​ wasn’t lying. And​ even if he⁠​ was, there was⁠ no other choice‌⁠⁠ but to accept⁠⁠ it.

In‍​‌ a conversation between⁠‌‍ monsters, there was⁠⁠ no room for​ human interference. The‌ entire fate of⁠ the Auditore clan⁠⁠ hung by a thread.

“I​‍‌ see.”

Kuarne⁠ rose, undoing his⁠ lotus position, and‍ floated into the‌‍​ air.

“Very⁠​​ well, Lord Dragon.‌ I’ll withdraw for​‌⁠ today.”

He‌⁠ snapped his fingers.‍ Instantly, the ground⁠‍ beneath him rippled‍‌‍ like water and​‌⁠ split apart as‍‌ though a beast​⁠⁠ were opening its​ maw. A passage‌‍ formed, leading to⁠​‍ some unknown place.​​​

Kuarne​‌​ looked down at​ Valerion from above.⁠‌⁠

“I’ll⁠​​ collect the price‍ for this later.​‍‌ Not just from​ you, but from‍ your entire race.”‌⁠‍

“I‍⁠⁠ got it, don’t⁠‍⁠ waste your breath.‌⁠ But before you⁠‌ go…”

Valerion‍⁠‍ cleaned his ear⁠ with his pinky.​‍⁠

“I​‌ want to remind‌ you. Our ancestor,⁠‍‌ the great Ouroboros,‍ signed a neutrality‌ pact with the​‍‍ true lord of​​‍ Gehenna, Lord Lycan.‍​ Not with a half-demon like you,​​‍ the second commander.”‍‍

The‍‍⁠ Dragon Lord implied‌ that Kuarne, having⁠ once been an‍⁠ angel, wasn’t even‍ a true demon.​‍​

“The‍​​ previous Dragon Lords⁠‌ stayed silent… but​‌‌ I won’t.”

He​ blew on his‍‌ finger. The wax‌‍ flicked toward Kuarne.‌

“What‍‍ you’re doing now‌​ defies the legacy‍‌ of Lord Lycan,⁠ who forbade war​​ against humanity, little​​ angel.”

“Hahaha.”‍‌

Kuarne‌‍​ burst into laughter.⁠‍​

The‌​ waves of his‌​ voice trembled across​ the land in‌​ ripples.

Rrrrumble.⁠​

It​ felt as though​‍ the entire landscape​ might be torn​​​ away. All the​‍ Auditores were left‌‌​ breathless, clinging to‍​ their weapons lodged​⁠ in the ground‍‍ to avoid being​‍ swept away.

Valerion,​ for his part,‌ remained unshaken, frowning​ slightly without responding.​‍‍

“You‌‌ spent centuries holed‍‍ up in your‌ nest, and it‌⁠ seems you’ve lost⁠ touch with reality,‍⁠​ Lord Dragon.”

“……”⁠‌

Valerion’s⁠​ frown deepened, bothered,‌⁠‌ but he didn’t⁠⁠ reply. He hated‍‍ to speak unnecessarily.​⁠

“This​ war was started​ by Lord Lycan⁠ himself. Anyway, until‌‍‌ next time, take‌‌​ care, Lord Dragon.‍​ So that your‍‌‌ body stays nice‌ and healthy… for‍⁠ me to torture‍⁠ it at my​​ leisure.”

Kuarne‌⁠ gave a sadistic‌⁠ grin.

Valerion⁠​ responded with disdain.‍​

“Thanks‌ for the tip.​‍ Keep those feathers​ of yours in‍​​ good shape, little‌‌‍ angel. I’ll pluck⁠‌⁠ them one by‌​ one, then cut‍‍ them off.”

Kuarne‌ snapped his fingers‍⁠ again. A magical​‌ portal rose like​⁠​ a serpent and​​⁠ swallowed both him⁠ and Leon. The‍⁠‍ torn ground slowly⁠ closed, as if⁠ digesting them.

Moments‍⁠​ later, the earth⁠⁠ was completely sealed​‍ once again.

***‍‍

At⁠​‌ the same moment,‍‍⁠ in the Academy’s‍ Special Building.

Horn‍⁠ was seated with‌⁠ her eyes closed,‍‌⁠ gently pressing both⁠‌ temples with the⁠‌‍ tips of her‍ fingers. At that‍‍​ moment, she was⁠⁠​ in communication with‍ the dragon clan.⁠‌​

‘Who⁠⁠​ would have thought⁠ Horn was related‌ to the Dragon⁠⁠‌ Lord?’

The​‌ fact that she‌‍​ had ascended to​ dragonhood after shedding‌ her imugi skin‍⁠ at such a young age already⁠ hinted at an⁠ extraordinary bloodline.

But⁠ who would have⁠‌⁠ guessed she was‌‍‍ a direct descendant‌⁠ of the Dragon​ Lord himself? Once⁠⁠ again, I congratulated‍​ myself for having‌‍ rescued her from‌⁠‌ the Fertinax auction.‌

‘If‌​​ that story had‍‌‌ reached the Dragon​‌ Lord’s ears…’

It‌ was already difficult‍⁠‍ enough dealing with‌‍‌ the Corps Commanders.​⁠‍ If the dragons,‌​⁠ who had remained‌‌‍ neutral until now,​ had also joined⁠‌‍ in, even the​ last thread of​ hope would have​​ vanished.

“Huff…”​​​

The‌‍⁠ silence ended. Horn‍ let out a deep breath and‍⁠​ turned to me.‍‌⁠

“The‌‌ second Corps Commander‌⁠ seems to have‍ left.”

She⁠‍⁠ smiled gently, though​‌​ her face was⁠ a bit pale‍​ from the strain.‌‌

“…It​‌‍ looks like he’s⁠‌ gone for now,‌ but…”

Horn⁠​ didn’t seem entirely​ convinced. I was​‌‌ dying to ask⁠​ more, but I chose not to.‍

“You’ve⁠ done a great‍ job. Let’s go⁠‍⁠ eat meat.”

Instead,‍​ I invoked the​‍​ magic words that⁠⁠ could cheer up​ anyone.

“I‌‌ reserved an SSS-grade‍‌‌ hanwoo restaurant.”

Horn’s⁠​‍ face lit up​⁠⁠ immediately. Choi Seol-Ah,‌‌⁠ on the other‍​ hand, shouted with‍‍‌ joy.

“Yay!⁠ The Lord is​​‌ treating!”

I gave her a cold sideways glance‌ and replied.

“And⁠‍⁠ why are you‌​‍ coming? You didn’t‍‍ even do anything.”‌

“B-but…”‌

“Stay⁠⁠ here, just in‌ case. If you’re​‌‌ in the Special​ Building with Horn,‌‌‍ even if you‌⁠​ can’t send messages,‍ you can at‌‌​ least receive them.”⁠​

“That’s‌​ too cruel, Lord!‍⁠⁠ I want a reward too!”

“Rewards⁠‍​ must be earned.‌‍‍ And you did‌⁠‍ nothing today.”

I said while helping​‍⁠ Horn up.

“I‌ don’t see why​ I should spend‍⁠⁠ a million won⁠ per serving on⁠⁠ someone like you.”​⁠⁠

“I⁠ don’t care! Take​‌‌ me too!! SSS-grade​​‌ hanwoo…!”

Choi‌‍‌ Seol-Ah threw herself​‌ to the floor‌​ and started kicking‌‍ like a spoiled​‍‌ child. Her shrill‍⁠‍ whining echoed through⁠ the Special Building.‍⁠‍

“Uwaaaaah…!”⁠⁠

***​‌‍

Knox‍‌ dropped to his​ knees.

“…Huh…”‍‌

Along‍​ with him, the‌⁠ entire Auditore group‍ collapsed one by‍‌​ one. The assassins‍‌​ were drenched in​‍ cold sweat, as‍⁠ if they’d just‌ awoken from a nightmare.

“Is⁠​⁠ everyone alright?”

The⁠‌ only one still​ standing was Altair,​​⁠ who spoke to‍​‌ them with concern.‌ Everyone weakly nodded.‌​‌ No one had⁠⁠ the strength to‍ answer aloud.

Some‍⁠ were breathing heavily,​ but all were‌ intact and unharmed.⁠‍‌

“Thank​⁠ goodness…”

As⁠​⁠ Altair sighed in​​​ relief and wiped​​ his sweat, Valerion​‌ slowly turned around.‍ The moment his‌⁠‌ eyes met those‌ of the Auditores,​‌‌ their faces paled⁠⁠⁠ once more. It‍ was only then​⁠‍ they realized—he was‍ a dragon.

“Why‍​⁠ did you come⁠‌‍ to the Demon‌‍​ Realm?”

The​ question came abruptly.‍​‌ At the Dragon⁠⁠ Lord’s probing gaze,‌‌⁠ the leader stepped​​ forward and bowed⁠‍⁠ his head.

“First,​⁠⁠ allow me to⁠⁠⁠ thank you for‍ saving me and⁠⁠‌ my children, Lord​ Dragon.”

“I​‍ don’t want gratitude.​‌ Just tell me‍ why you came.”‍‌‍

Altair‌ hesitated. Should he‌ directly say they​​‍ came on Heavenly‌⁠​ Sword’s orders? Even​ though they owed​ their lives to‍‍​ him, they were⁠ still demons, and⁠​⁠ dragons, no matter⁠⁠⁠ how neutral, belonged⁠‌​ to the opposing​ side.

Convictions​⁠‍ don’t change so​‌ easily, especially for‍ someone of his⁠⁠ age.

“Allow‍​ me to explain.”‍‌

It​‌ was Knox who‌‍ stepped in. He⁠ stumbled forward and‌​ stood before the‍ Dragon Lord.

‘If​​​ it were Heavenly‌‍ Sword, he would​‍⁠ have said it​ without hesitation. He’s‍‌ a man who⁠​ honors his debts.‍‍ If trouble arises,​​‌ I’ll take responsibility.’​‌

Knox‌‍⁠ conveyed those words​‌ telepathically to his⁠​ grandfather. Altair stared‌⁠⁠ at him wide-eyed,‌‌⁠ then let out⁠‌‍ a soft chuckle.​‌​

“This‌‍ child. Do you‍ really think you‍ can shoulder that​⁠ alone?”

Altair‍‍ spoke out loud.⁠

“It’s‌​ good you’ve matured‌ quickly, but some‌ things only adults​‍ can handle.”

“…Yes,‍ sir.”

Still,​‍‌ Altair patted his‌ grandson’s slumped shoulder.‌‌ A kind smile‌ appeared on his​​ face.

“But‌‍ I appreciate the​ thought. You’ve grown⁠ a lot these⁠‌ past two years​‌ at the academy.‌ Now go and​⁠​ get some rest.”​

Knox⁠ nodded and stepped‍ back. Altair then‌‍‌ turned to Valerion‌​‌ and apologized.

“Forgive⁠⁠‌ me, Lord. I’m⁠‌ ashamed to have‌ doubted, even for‌ a moment, the‌‍⁠ one who saved‍ us.”

“It​⁠⁠ doesn’t matter. I only want the​ facts. If the​ dragons have broken⁠⁠‍ our neutrality and‌⁠ confronted the Second‍‍ Corps Commander, I need a solid‌‍‍ justification.”

“B-broken⁠‌ neutrality…?”

Altair⁠ flinched.

“Didn’t‌‌​ the Second Commander‌ withdraw to avoid‍⁠ making enemies of⁠ the dragons…?”

“Afraid‌ of dragons, that​‌ fallen angel? Please.”‍‌

Valerion‍‌ clicked his tongue‌⁠ and looked to⁠‍⁠ the sky, where⁠‍ Kuarne had just‍‍ floated.

“Kuarne​‍ is completely insane.‌ Seven hundred years⁠‌ ago, he was⁠‍ the one who​ incited the demons‌⁠ to start the⁠​⁠ war.”

“Wasn’t‌⁠ it the First​‌ Corps Commander who‍‍​ declared it?”

Valerion​‍ shook his head.​​‌

“Actually,‌‌⁠ Lycan opposed it‍‌ at first. But⁠​​ in the end,‌‍ yes, he declared‌‌ it. Probably because‌​ he wanted to⁠ fight the Founding​⁠ Hero. The war⁠⁠ was just an‌⁠ excuse.”

“Ah…”‌

Waging‌⁠‌ war just to‍ test himself against​ the Founding Hero​‍​ From Altair’s perspective,​⁠ Lycan was also‍‍ utterly mad. But⁠‍⁠ he swallowed those⁠​ words. No need‍ to provoke the​ Dragon Lord unnecessarily.‌

Valerion​ spoke.

“Tell‌‍⁠ me why you​‍ came. I don’t‌‌ like talking much,⁠‍‌ so I’ll only​ listen.”

Altair‍‍ nodded. After that‌‍ brief exchange, he‌⁠‌ realized the Dragon⁠‌‌ Lord was someone‍​‍ with whom one‌⁠‌ could reason. An​ elder’s eyes could‌​ easily tell.

He​ then confessed the⁠​ reason for their⁠ visit to the⁠​​ Demon Realm, carefully‍⁠‌ choosing his words‍ not to implicate‌‍​ Heavenly Sword.

After‌⁠‍ listening, Valerion stayed​ silent for a few minutes. Then,‍ he asked suddenly.​‌

“Can‌⁠ I meet this‌ Heavenly Sword in⁠ person?”

“…!”‌

Altair‍ froze. He had​‍‌ carefully avoided mentioning‌ Kang Geom-Ma, but‍ Valerion named him⁠‍‍ directly.

He‌⁠ couldn’t deny it⁠ lightly. Dragons possessed‍⁠‌ magical eyes; they⁠​ could see through​ any lie.

‘But‍ I can’t refuse​‌‍ coldly either, not​ when we’re indebted‌⁠‍ to him.’

Auditore​⁠​ is a clan‍⁠ that can’t live⁠ with debts. That’s⁠​‍ their philosophy—to repay⁠‍​ what they receive,‍‌ whether favor or⁠‌ grudge. That is​ their order.

‘Still…’‍

Just‌‌⁠ as Altair hesitated,‌​ Valerion added.

“What⁠‍‌ you fear won’t‍ happen. I just‍ want to thank‍⁠‌ him. That’s the‍‌ only reason.”

“Thank‌​​ him for what?”⁠

“Because‌ I heard he⁠​ saved my granddaughter⁠ when she was‍⁠ about to be​ sold at an⁠‍​ auction in the‌​ human world.”

Altair‍⁠ lost his breath.‌​‍ That scrawny girl‌​⁠ with pointed ears…⁠ was the Dragon⁠⁠ Lord’s granddaughter?

“I​‌ also heard Auditore‌ helped in her⁠​ rescue.”

“…So⁠ that’s why you‍‍‌ decided to protect‍‍ us?”

“What​ other reason would‌⁠ we dragons have⁠‌ to break centuries‍‍‍ of neutrality?”

The‌‌⁠ Dragon Lord softened‍‌⁠ his expression.

“Dragons,​ since ancient times,⁠‍ are a race⁠ that repays its‌‍⁠ debts. What is‍⁠‌ received is returned.”​‍

A clan of order​ and a race‌⁠ of neutrality. Their‍⁠⁠ principles transcended species.‍

“By​⁠ saving your lives,⁠​‍ I’d say our​⁠ debt to you‍ is repaid. But​⁠​ to Heavenly Sword,‌⁠ we’ve returned nothing‌‍‌ yet. In fact,‍‌ after hearing about​‌​ him, I’ve grown‌​ quite curious.”

The‍ Dragon Lord touched​​ just below his‍‌​ eye with a finger.

“I‍ might even be‍‍‌ able to help​⁠ him awaken his‌ eye.”

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