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The Academy’s Sashimi Sword Master Chapter 278: Noisy Emergency Meeting (1)

Chapter 278: Noisy Emergency Meeting (1)

What⁠ is Korea’s international​‌ status in this⁠‌ world?

Despite⁠‍ having a small​ territory, it stands​‌‍ shoulder to shoulder⁠ with the United‍ States, a country​ that spans an⁠ entire continent. Even​‌​ geographically, Korea is‌‍ the center of‌⁠ Asia—a strategic position⁠​​ key for any⁠​ major power.

This​‍ might be due‍‍ to its location‍ or the fact​ that it’s the​⁠‌ cradle of heroes‍ thanks to Joaquin​‌​ Academy, but it’s⁠ not limited to‌ that.

Even‌ setting Joaquin Academy​‌⁠ aside, Korea alone​ already exhibited impressive⁠⁠‍ national power.

Many​‍‍ countries with better‍ infrastructure still lagged‌⁠ behind Korea. Thus,⁠‌ its recognition in⁠⁠ the international community‍ had a solid⁠‌ foundation.

For‍⁠​ that very reason.⁠‌

That‍​ world leaders would​​‌ gather at the‌​ Seoul branch of‌⁠‌ the Hero Association,⁠‌​ and that an‌‌ emergency meeting would‍ be held there,⁠ was a highly⁠‌ appropriate choice.

Though‍​‌ that didn’t guarantee‍​‍ the participants would​‍​ be equally appropriate.​‍

“An​‌ invasion by the‌⁠ Demon Realm out⁠ of nowhere!?”

A man stood up,‍ slapping the round​‍ table with his​‌⁠ palm. Dressed in‌⁠‌ an impeccable suit‍‍ and a well-groomed⁠⁠ face radiating wealth,‌ he was Ronald,⁠​ the President of‌ the United States.‌⁠

“It’s​​​ barely been three‍ months since Fermush,⁠⁠ the Fourth Corps‌⁠‌ Commander, invaded us!‌‌⁠ And now you‌ say war is⁠ starting? This sounds‍ like propaganda from‍‍ the Association just⁠‍​ to alarm us!”⁠

Ronald‍‍​ pointed a finger​‌‌ at Vice President​‍‌ Changseong, seated across‌‍‌ from him.

Changseong​⁠‌ clicked his tongue‍‍‍ briefly.

‘If‌​‍ he weren’t the‌​ President of the‌‌​ U.S., he wouldn’t​‌ dare speak a word.’

Even​‌⁠ for Changseong, Ronald‌⁠​ was a difficult‍‍‌ burden to manage.‍ Under different circumstances,⁠ he wouldn’t hesitate‍‌ to shut him‌⁠‍ up, but—

“Let’s​⁠ stay calm. Please,​‍ take a seat.”​‌​

“Was⁠ that an order?⁠ I remind you‌⁠ that I’m the⁠​ President of the⁠ United States. By⁠ rank and role,‌⁠ I’m above the​⁠‌ vice president of‌⁠⁠ this Association.”

Annoying,⁠ but not wrong.​ Within the Association,‍‍ only Victor Poison,​ the president, had‍⁠‍ the authority to‌‌ stand up to‍ him. But Victor​⁠ wasn’t present. Nor​⁠‍ was the Swordmaster.​

The‍‍ Swordmaster was still‍ hospitalized, and Victor’s⁠‌ absence remained a mystery.

Only‌‍‍ a madman could​​​ understand the mind​‌ of another madman.‌ As someone reasonably​‍ sane, Changseong had⁠ no way of‌‌ knowing.

‘Damn​⁠​ it.’

This​ left very few‌​​ in the room​‍​ with the authority‍ to contradict Ronald.‍‌

‘At​​ best, that guy‌ Saki Kojima.’

Changseong⁠​ turned his head.⁠‍‍ The Absolute Archer⁠⁠‍ sat with his​ arms crossed, doing‌ nothing. Naturally, he‍ wasn’t the type⁠‍‍ to raise his‌‌‌ voice for others.‌‍ The best one‍ could hope for⁠‍​ was that he⁠ wouldn’t start a fight—already too much‌ to ask.

The‌⁠ rest (the background​​ extras) just coughed‌ nervously or glanced⁠ around. Old foxes.‍⁠ Their eyes darted‌​​ like pinwheels.

In​⁠ that moment, Media’s‌ face came to‌​⁠ his mind. If​​‍ only she were⁠ here, she could⁠‌​ relieve the pressure‌⁠‌ in his chest.‍​ But unfortunately, she​‍ couldn’t participate.

This‍⁠ was a meeting​ for state leaders⁠‌‍ only. Media could’ve‍ attended, but that‌​‍ damn Yankee blocked​ her in advance.‌ Right now, she⁠‍⁠ was waiting outside‌⁠ the room.

“Vice‌⁠ President! Richard Mura!‌⁠ Say something, come⁠ on!”

Despite​‍‌ everything, Ronald kept⁠​⁠ shouting. The veins‍ in his neck‍​‍ bulged blue. His‍​​ carotid artery stood⁠‌‌ out clearly.

For‍‍ a moment, Changseong‌ was tempted to‍‌‌ slit his throat.⁠‌ Guys like Ronald‍⁠⁠ were the ones‌‌⁠ he despised most.⁠‍

‘If​‌ it weren’t for​ him, this meeting​ would be going‌ smoothly already.’

And​‌ if something happened‌ in the middle‍⁠ of a crisis,⁠ it could easily​⁠ be covered up.‌ After all, a large-scale war was​‍ just around the​​⁠ corner. Changseong was‌‌ key to the⁠‌ conflict—but the Yankee‌​ was not.

At⁠‍⁠ least, until the‍ war was over,⁠ any punishment toward​‌ him would be​ postponed. And afterward,‍ it would all⁠ fade with time.​

“Ha,​​ ha… What’s the⁠‌ matter, Mr. Ronald?⁠⁠​ Come now, calm⁠‌⁠ yourself.”

Between‍​‍ Ronald and Changseong,​​‌ President Gaines of‌⁠‍ Switzerland stepped in⁠‌ to mediate. As​‌ the leader of‌‌ a neutral country,⁠ he had experience‍⁠‌ in situations like​ this.

“Let’s​ hear Mr. Changseong‍‌‍ out first. There⁠‌ are many journalists‌ outside already. If‌⁠‍ shouting is heard‍‍‍ from this room,⁠‌ what do you​‌ think they’ll assume?”⁠​

“Who‍⁠⁠ said I was⁠ shouting!? Hmph… fine.​⁠⁠ Only because Gaines​​⁠ asked, I’ll listen—for​‌​ now.”

Ronald‍‌ slumped into his​ chair. Then, with‍⁠ unnecessary elegance, he‍‍‌ poured mineral water​​​ into a wine‌​⁠ glass. Totally unnecessary.‌

“Phew.”​‌⁠

One​ less burden. Gaines,‍⁠ drenched in cold‌ sweat, gave Changseong‍‌‌ a wink. Only‌​‍ then did Changseong’s⁠⁠⁠ stern expression ease​‌ slightly. If not⁠‌‌ for Gaines, Ronald‌⁠ might’ve died at‍ Changseong’s hands.

“I’ll‌ start with a detailed report on⁠ the situation.”

Changseong​​⁠ shook the papers⁠⁠ in his hand‍ and threw them‌‌ into the center‍ of the round‍‌ table as if‍⁠‍ scattering them.

“Seems​‍‌ many here don’t⁠​ trust words, so‌‍‍ being proper scholars,‌‍‍ review the data‌‌​ in writing.”

Everyone‌​ in the room‍ began reading the‌ documents. As they‍‍ did, Changseong continued.‌‌

“According‌⁠ to the Hero‍ Association’s investigation, the​​​ demons are marching​ under the lead⁠​‍ of the Second​‍‌ Corps Commander, Kuarne.⁠ We estimate the⁠‌‌ enemy force totals⁠‌‍ twenty million. That’s​​ 30% of the‌⁠ entire demon population.​ If we include⁠​ demonic beasts, the⁠ number is even​⁠ greater.”

“Twenty‍​​ million, you say!‍⁠ And those damn⁠ demons, who don’t‌​ even cooperate among​ themselves, are now​‍ uniting? Isn’t that⁠⁠​ likely a research⁠ error?”

Asked​⁠ a middle-aged man​ with tanned skin.‍​ Changseong shook his⁠​ head.

“I‌ wouldn’t have convened​‌‍ this meeting if‍ we weren’t certain‌‌​ of the information.⁠⁠ It’s twenty million.‌‍⁠ Confirmed.”

The​‌ man’s skin turned‍ from tan to​⁠ pale in seconds.‍‍

“At⁠​​ their current pace,‍​‌ the demons will​ break through the​‍‍ Gehenna portal and‍ enter…”

Changseong⁠⁠ checked his watch‌ and nailed the​‌⁠ timing.

“…in‍‍‌ 168 hours. Though‍‍ with the hour‌​ we just wasted​ arguing here, we​ have 167 left.”​

“One​​ hundred sixty-seven hours!?​‌​ If that’s true,‌ we don’t even​⁠⁠ have a week!”​‌

“Are⁠‍ you telling the‍⁠ truth, Changseong?”

Changseong​⁠​ slammed the table.⁠‌ He bared his​ teeth fiercely.

“I’ve​ repeated it countless⁠​ times over this‌ past hour. It’s⁠ the truth! If⁠‍​ you don’t believe‌ me, believe the‌‌‍ report in front​ of you. The‍ demons have declared‌⁠ war and are​⁠ already invading.”

The⁠⁠ room erupted. The​​⁠ total population of‍​ human heroes was‌ around fifty million.⁠​ Numerically twice the‍‌‌ size, yes, but‍​‌ that didn’t guarantee‌‍​ anything.

A single demon was⁠‌ strong enough to⁠ require five heroes‍​⁠ to handle. Moreover,‍​ it wasn’t even‍ certain that all​‌‍ heroes would answer‍‌‍ the call.

That’s‍ why they were‌⁠ assembled here—to gain‍‍⁠ international cooperation. But‍⁠⁠ judging by their​⁠‌ behavior…

‘From​ their attitude…’

Forget‌⁠ cooperation. They were‌‍ just calculating how‍‍ much they could‍⁠ gain from it.⁠​​ Changseong felt a tightness in his‌ chest.

Deep​⁠ down, he wanted​⁠ to wipe out​ everyone present. Just‍ like that day​⁠​ when the Heavenly‍​ Sword had annihilated⁠‍‍ the Joaquin Academy’s⁠​ Council of Elders.​

But​ they were in​‍ DEFCON 1—a state‍⁠⁠ of war. If​ blood was spilled‍‌​ needlessly, humanity would‌​​ never unite.

That’s‍‌‌ why Changseong was​⁠ enduring. But his​‌⁠ patience was already⁠⁠ at its limit.⁠​⁠ Like a cup‍‌ filled to the‌ brim, the slightest‌⁠‌ nudge could unleash​ a murderous rampage.​‌‌

“Objection.”‌

And​ in the end,​​ someone not only‌‍ nudged the cup—they⁠‌‌ knocked it over​‌⁠ completely. It was​‍​ the President of‍⁠‍ the United States,​‍​ Ronald.

He‌‌ spoke arrogantly.

“In‌⁠ my opinion, it’s‌​ precisely in times‍⁠ like these that⁠ each nation must​ pursue its own‌‌ survival. Even if​‌ all heroes were​‌ gathered, they couldn’t⁠ fight off all‌‌‍ the demons.”

“……”‍⁠

“They‍⁠⁠ say less than‌‌‍ seven days remain.⁠ And you expect‍​​ fifty million heroes‍​​ to organize in‍⁠⁠ that time? Unless⁠​ there’s total war,‍‌⁠ it’s impossible. It‍ would be better‌‌ to divide and‌⁠ launch attacks in‌‌​ turns.”

“……”​

The‌⁠⁠ atmosphere turned tense.​‌​ Ronald sarcastically provoked​ the silent Changseong.​‍

“Oh,‍⁠ and by the⁠ way—don’t expect cooperation‍ from U.S. hero⁠ agencies. We are‌ the cradle of‌‌ capitalism. If special​​‍ taxes are imposed,‌ those heroes will⁠‌ simply turn away.”‌

Then‍​‍ he looked at⁠‌‍ the other leaders​‌ with a crooked‍​‌ smile.

“If​‍ you agree with‍⁠ me, raise your‍ hands. We’ve already‍⁠‍ installed an independent​ defense system. We‌​​ can even offer⁠​​ some air raid‌‍ shelters to those​‌‍ who want them.”‌​​

A tempting proposal. Dozens‍‌⁠ of eyes shifted‌⁠‍ nervously. If it‍​‌ meant surviving the⁠‍ war, some seemed⁠ ready to abandon‌ their countries.

“Gentlemen,⁠‍​ think carefully!”

Just‍ as they were‍‌ about to speak,‍ Gaines raised his‌‍​ voice.

“Every‌ man for himself?⁠​‌ That’s suicide! Look‍ at the documents!​​ The demons’ destination​ is Joaquin Academy.‌​​ If they destroy‍‌ that place first,‍‌ humanity will lose‍‌ its entire future.”‍​‌

“Joaquin‌‍‌ Academy is in​ Korea, not the‍ United States.”

Ronald‌​‌ let out a low chuckle. It‌‍ had always bothered‍‍ him that such⁠‌ a prestigious institution⁠‌ was located in‍ such a small⁠ country.

“Besides,​‍ they’re on break‌⁠ now, aren’t they?‌​‍ No students, nothing⁠ to lose. Better⁠ to hand over‌‌ the academy and‌ buy some time.”‌

“That’s​‌ outrageous! Are you⁠ saying we should​ sit back and‌⁠ watch while the‌​ legacy of heroes​ is destroyed?”

“The‌⁠ history of the⁠‌‍ United States is‍ barely 300 years,⁠​ yet we’re the​​‌ greatest power in⁠ the world. Old⁠⁠ relics must disappear‍ with time. Who‍‌ knows—maybe when the‍​‍ war ends, we’ll‌ found an even‌ greater academy in‍⁠ the U.S.”

“That’s—”​

“And⁠​‌ one more thing.‍ Gaines, you’re the‍ leader of a neutral country. Intervening‍​ like this puts‌ that neutrality in​‌‌ question. I’ll remember‍ it.”

Ronald‍ curled his lips​​ and, like a street vendor, opened​ his arms wide.​⁠

“Come​‌ on! There’s room‍​​ in our shelters.‌⁠ Whoever agrees with‍‍ me, raise your​‌ hand!”

Gaines‌‍‌ ended up covering⁠ his eyes. No…⁠ this isn’t right.⁠‍ Those not on⁠‌‌ the front lines‍ lack a sense‌⁠ of reality.

Facing‌ the end of⁠‍ humanity, all they‍‌ could think about‌⁠ was their own⁠‌ escape. Ah, how⁠ pitiful.

‘…How‌‍‌ many times has‌‌⁠ Heavenly Sword risked‌‌ his life for​ trash like this?’​

He‌ felt a heat‍‍ on his forehead.​​ The jolt of​ reality hit hard.​ Glancing to the‍ side, he saw⁠‍ Changseong too looked‌ utterly hopeless.

The⁠‌ enemy of your⁠ enemy is your​ friend. Gaines, who‍⁠⁠ had been scolded‌⁠‍ countless times by​‌ Changseong in the‍⁠​ Swiss residence, now​ pitied him from‌ the bottom of⁠​​ his heart.

“Ha,‍ ha, ha…”

At​ that moment, someone‌​ let out a stifled laugh. All‌‌​ eyes turned toward‌⁠​ the source of‍‌ the sound.

Prime​ Minister Kojima was​ laughing, even covering⁠⁠ his forehead. Changseong’s‌⁠‌ eyes also widened.‍‍ Had that bastard‌ finally lost his‌ mind?

“…What’s‍‌‌ so funny, Prime⁠⁠‌ Minister Kojima?”

“Oh,‍ nothing. Please, continue⁠‌ with your air-raid‌⁠ shelter business. I just suddenly remembered‍⁠⁠ something Heavenly Sword‍‌‌ once told me.”⁠

“Heavenly⁠‍‌ Sword? And what​ did that brat‍ say that’s so​‍‍ funny?”

Ronald⁠⁠ glared at him.‍ Kojima wiped a tear from his‌ eye.

“I‌‌ once asked him,⁠⁠‍ ‘Do you plan​‌‌ to become Japan’s‍ enemy?’ And you⁠ know what he⁠​​ said? ‘Japan? I could also become​​‍ the enemy of​⁠‌ the United States.’​‌​ He said it​⁠‌ just like that.”‍

“W-what…​‌​ what did you‍​‌ say? That insolent‍⁠‍ brat said something⁠‌‌ that outrageous!?”

Ronald’s‍ face turned red‍ with fury. At‍​​ that moment, the⁠​ smile on Kojima’s‌ lips disappeared completely.⁠​‍

“And​‍ someone who prides⁠ himself on discerning⁠⁠⁠ nonsense says something‍‍ that idiotic?”

“……!”‌​‌

Everyone​​⁠ in the room‌‌ was stunned. But‍⁠ the most intense​‌‌ reaction came from‍‌ Changseong. His expression⁠⁠ looked as though‌ he was on​ the verge of​⁠⁠ shouting.

“Our‌ Japan will respond⁠⁠ actively to the⁠​⁠ mobilization call. I personally commit to‌⁠‍ contributing all the​⁠⁠ necessary resources, personnel,‌ and equipment. Furthermore,‌​‌ I will also‌‍ participate directly on‍​‌ the front lines.”‌‌‍

Ignoring​ the uproar, Kojima‍‌ turned to Changseong⁠​ and spoke firmly⁠‌ and calmly.

“Is​‍​ this enough, senior?”‌‌‍

Changseong,‍‌ stammering, nodded clumsily.⁠‍

“Y-yes,⁠​‌ of course. We⁠⁠ gladly welcome Japan’s​‌‌ involvement. Naturally…”

Right​⁠‍ after, Kojima closed‌‌⁠ his eyes as‍‍ if nothing had‍‍ happened. Ronald, delayed,⁠ exploded in fury.​‍

“Are​ you defending that‌⁠ brat Heavenly Sword,‍ mocking the United‌​‍ States, mocking me!?⁠ Come to think‍​ of it, it’s‌⁠​ because of that⁠​ damn kid the‌​ demons invaded! If​‌‌ he had just⁠‌‍ stayed put, the‍⁠ demons wouldn’t have‌ gotten so enraged…!”‌

The‍ meeting room doors‌‍​ flung wide open.‍⁠ The stagnant air​ escaped outside, as​‌ if fleeing.

Ronald‌⁠‌ turned his head​ in that direction.‌ For a brief‌‌ moment, the space‍ around the door​ appeared distorted in⁠ his eyes.

■■■■■■■–!‍

Before⁠‌ he could react,‍‌ a dark red⁠ bloodlust bit into‌ him viciously. In⁠‌⁠ that instant, he​ clutched his chest.⁠

“…Kuh!”​

From‍‍ the mouth that‌ wouldn’t stop barking⁠​‍ came a stifled‍⁠​ groan.

Thud!‌‍⁠

And​⁠ just like that,⁠​ the President of⁠ the United States‍⁠‌ collapsed onto the‌ table, his left‌​​ cheek striking the​‍‍ surface as his‍‍ tongue hung out.⁠

“From‌ now on, anyone​‍ with complaints…”

Heavenly​‌⁠ Sword spoke in⁠‌⁠ a low voice​​‍ while locking eyes‍⁠ with everyone in⁠ the room.

“Raise‌​⁠ your hand.”

The​ hands that had​​ been about to​ rise trembled and‌‍ slowly lowered.

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  • Ananda Salsabila
    1 month ago

    Wow. Korean authors portrayal of countries, especially the US or Japan, is always so bad. I don’t know why but Korea’s very racist country, you can look it up. Who knows, inferiority complex?

    Anyways, this chapter doesn’t make sense, the US actually pushed this agenda? Hawaii is their territory. The Gehenna gate is there. One would think they’ll defend their own territory. What a joke. They became the villain just for the sake of it

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