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The Academy’s Sashimi Sword Master Chapter 292: The Founding Hero (3)

Chapter 292: The Founding Hero (3)

Balor‌​⁠ Joaquin’s gaze lingered⁠‍ for a long‍‍⁠ while on the‌‍​ spot where Kang‍ Geom-Ma had vanished.​‍

“They​‍​ say children grow⁠⁠‌ up in the‌​ blink of an‌‌ eye…”

He⁠‌‍ smiled wistfully as​‌‌ he stood up.⁠‌‍ His tongue slurred,‌⁠⁠ and his body‌ swayed.

‘Ah,​ looks like I drank too much.’⁠‌

He⁠ stumbled on his​ way to the‌‍ kitchen. He tried‍‌ to lean on‌ the wall, but‌ unfortunately, he tilted​‌ toward the side‍​ where he had‌⁠‌ no arm. Thus,​​ the man once​⁠ known as the‌⁠⁠ founding hero was​‍​ about to fall‌​ disgracefully.

“Haven’t⁠‌ you had enough⁠ to drink?”

A youthful voice stopped​⁠​ him. Someone grabbed​⁠⁠ his remaining arm.⁠

Despite​⁠ the sudden appearance,‍‌⁠ the former Balor‌ Joaquin—now Ho Ah-Hyun—barely‌‌ flinched. He didn’t‌ seem surprised at‌ all.

“Seems‌⁠​ like it. I got a little‍‍​ carried away seeing‍⁠ my boy after‍ so long. Sorry⁠ for worrying you.”‍‌

He‌‍‌ smiled gently.

“And‌‌ why didn’t you⁠‍⁠ drink with him?‌ It was about‍⁠‌ time, wasn’t it?⁠ Oh, or is⁠‍ he still underage?”⁠​

“What‍⁠‍ good is a young face when‍⁠‌ inside he’s already⁠‍‌ over forty? Besides,‍​‌ that boy’s a hardcore drinker. If​ I’d sat down​‍ at the table‌​‌ with him, I might’ve died. That’s⁠‌‍ why I drank⁠‍​ alone.”

“How⁠‌‍ amusing. A man‍​ once called the‍‍​ founding hero, completely⁠​ helpless after a few drinks. If‍⁠ the demons had⁠ known 700 years⁠ ago, they would’ve​ beaten you. All‌ they had to‍‍ do was disguise⁠‌⁠ alcohol as water⁠ and knock you​‌⁠ out.”

“What‍⁠ a cruel joke.”‌​

Ho‍​ Ah-Hyun murmured softly.‌ The other’s gentle⁠‍ laugh brushed his‍ back.

“…Was⁠​​ this your idea⁠ too?”

“You​​ said it yourself‌ earlier. I don’t⁠‍ act on my​‍ own will.”

The​‍ speaker, whose face⁠ remained unseen, shook​ his head.

“You​‌‍ also said I’m​ a useless observer.”⁠

“I​‍ didn’t go that​ far.”

“Haha,​ just joking, just‌​​ joking.”

The​⁠‌ other chuckled and⁠​ patted Ho Ah-Hyun‍‌ on the back.​ Even so, he​‍‍ didn’t turn around.​‍‍ Like a statue,⁠ he kept looking⁠‌⁠ straight ahead.

“Can‍ I ask you⁠​ a question?”

“Ask.​ I’ll answer unless‌⁠​ I don’t know.”‌

A carefree reply. Ho​‍ Ah-Hyun smiled inwardly.‍​

‘Is‍⁠⁠ there even anything⁠⁠⁠ this person doesn’t‍‍⁠ know in the‍ whole universe?’

Even‌‍ before Kang Geom-Ma⁠ had suddenly appeared,​ this person had​‌​ already given him⁠‍ a revelation. That’s⁠​​ why he wasn’t‍​ surprised. He even‍​‌ hinted at the​ nature of the⁠‌ incident and its‍⁠​ solution.

‘He⁠⁠ knows everything.’

He​⁠‍ doesn’t intervene in‍ anything. Knows so​‍ much, he’s uninterested‍ in all of⁠‍ it. Only lesser‌‍ gods want to‍ meddle and influence.​‍

By⁠​ comparison, this being​ watches everything from⁠‍‍ the highest place.⁠‌

‘Some​ might call it​⁠ negligence.’

Ho‌‌ Ah-Hyun thought the​ same. Even so,‍‍ he dared to⁠‍⁠ speak, hoping this‍‌ omniscient observer might⁠‌ indulge a small⁠‍​ whim.

“What‌ will be the‌⁠ end for that‍​ boy?”

In‍ front of Kang​ Geom-Ma, he had​​​ hidden it well.‌ But the anxiety​ pressing on his⁠⁠‌ chest was real.‍‍‌

‘I‌‌‌ passed on his‌ message.’

He‍⁠​ knew nothing else.⁠‍ Only the gods‍​‍ knew what was‌​ to come.

“Your⁠‍​ words are double-edged.⁠‍ Joaquin, that’s not⁠ what you truly⁠ mean. Don’t you​ actually want me​‍ to watch over​ Kang Geom-Ma?”

“Huh‍‌‌ huh, I was​ clumsy. Tried to‌​‌ fool you.”

Ho⁠ Ah-Hyun admitted it‌ plainly.

“But‍ yes, it’s true.​ I’m asking. That‌⁠‍ boy is mentally​ broken and has‍​‍ a volatile temper,⁠⁠‍ but he’s not‍ a lost cause.‍​ It’s just that​‌​ the environment around‍ him was so‍ cruel it wrecked​⁠​ his mind.”

“Well,​‍​ I’d say more‍ than ‘a little.’‌​⁠ Though yes, if‍⁠‍ I’d grown up⁠​ with those parents,⁠ I’d be a wreck too. Wasn’t‍​​ his father a repeat offender and‌ his mother an‌‌ addict? Even trash‍​ would be offended​⁠ by comparison.”

A tongue clicked in​‌ disapproval. Ho Ah-Hyun‌ responded.

“They⁠‍‍ were your creations‍⁠‌ too.”

“Come‍‍ on, man…”

“I‌​⁠ know. You only‍⁠ observe, right?”

“Seems‌ like you’ve got‍​⁠ a lot built‌ up against me.‍ But still, you​‌‌ punished them yourself‌‍​ in a way,‌‍‌ didn’t you?”

“Yes.”‍⁠

“What‍‍ did you do?”⁠‍​

He​‍ asked despite already⁠‍ knowing. Such poor‌⁠ taste. Ho Ah-Hyun‌⁠⁠ answered without hesitation.​

“I⁠ killed them.”

“How‍‌ curious. The man‌​‍ once called the​ founding hero, killing‍​‌ for personal reasons.”‌⁠

“A​ hero isn’t someone‌‌‍ who acts righteously,‍‌‍ but someone who​ can’t tolerate injustice.‍‌‌ As you know,⁠​‌ in our world,⁠‌ those who deserve⁠‍​ death, die. Here,​⁠‍ the legal system​‍‌ is so soft‍ the truly damned‍ keep walking around.”‍‌

Ho​ Ah-Hyun’s gaze was⁠ firm.

“That’s‍ why I killed​ them. Because by‌‌ my standards, they‌​‌ deserved to die.⁠ If that counts‍‍⁠ as vigilante justice,⁠‌ I have nothing‌ to say. But​⁠‌ ever since, I’ve‍⁠⁠ never killed anyone‍ on impulse again.⁠‌ That, I can‍⁠‌ swear in your‌‌ name.”

“No‍‌ need to swear.‍‌ I understand. Just‍‌ as Kang Geom-Ma‌ feels out of​‌⁠ place with that‍​‌ world’s logic, you‌​⁠ too felt alien‌⁠‌ to this one’s⁠​ morality.”

“That’s⁠ right.”

“Well,​​​ alright.”

The​‌‍ other walked past⁠‍‍ Ho Ah-Hyun and‌‌ headed for the⁠‌ door. He moved‍​​ slowly, hands in​ his pockets.

Even‌​‌ for Ho Ah-Hyun,‍​⁠ it was the⁠ first time seeing​‍‌ him with his‌⁠ own eyes. Until​‍ now, his revelations‍ came only in​‍‍ dreams, through voice‌ alone.

“I‍‌‌ have a question.⁠​ If you answer‍‌ it, I’ll keep‍​ an eye on⁠​ Kang Geom-Ma. Consider⁠ it a bribe.”⁠⁠

He⁠⁠⁠ said that just​‍ before turning the⁠‌‌ doorknob.

“Why,‌ upon coming to‍‌ this world, did‌ you choose a sashimi knife? That’s‍‌ why Kang Geom-Ma⁠ only uses sashimi‍ knives on the‌‌‍ other side.”

“…No​ particular reason.”

Ho​‍ Ah-Hyun scratched his​ forehead with his⁠‍⁠ thumb.

“When‌‍ I first came⁠‌⁠ to this world,⁠ I passed out​‌⁠ from hunger. This‍ was the place​ where they fed⁠​‌ me. Little by‍ little, I started⁠ working here and‌‍ ended up staying—that’s​‌‌ the story.”

“Now‌ that you mention‍⁠ it, you were‍​‌ just like Kang‌‌⁠ Geom-Ma. Is that⁠​‌ why you took⁠⁠‍ him in?”

“I‍​​ can’t say it‌‍‌ didn’t influence me.”​⁠

“Well,​‌⁠ don’t you sound‌ human.”

“I‍⁠ am human.”

“Now⁠ I see who‌‍‌ Kang Geom-Ma modeled⁠​‌ himself after.”

Ho‌‍​ Ah-Hyun cleared his‌⁠ throat quietly.

“It’s‍ not that much.”​⁠

“Even​⁠ the tone’s the⁠⁠ same. Anyway, it’s​‍​ been a long-standing⁠‍ curiosity of mine,​⁠ but now it’s​ cleared up. Feels‌ like a weight‌ lifted.”

“…”‌​

“Got‌‌ anything else to​ say? You’ve got‍ that look.”

“Just‍ in case… do‍ you have a name?”

“Of‌‍ course I do.”‌‌

The‌ other slowly turned​ his head, and‌⁠ Ho Ah-Hyun’s eyes⁠ widened. Always serious,​⁠​ now he was​⁠​ visibly shocked.

“G.M.”⁠

The​​​ other, an outer​‌ deity, smiled as‍‍ he touched his⁠ cheek.

“Another‌‍​ name is, Geom-Ma.”​

“…?!”‍

Ho​ Ah-Hyun reached out,‌‍ but missed him.‍ Even though it​⁠ was his good​ arm this time,‍‌​ the alcohol hit⁠⁠⁠ late, and his‍‌ eyelids fell shut.⁠

As‌⁠​ his consciousness sank,​​ a soft voice‌​‍ echoed in his‌ ear.

“Thanks‍‍ to the academy​​​ you founded, Kang​‍‍ Geom-Ma remained human‌ and not me.​⁠ He’s the only⁠‌‍ one among all​ timelines. That’s your⁠‍ legacy. You can‍‍ be proud, founding‍‍ hero.”

Crrrk.‍

The‍‍‍ scene beyond the⁠ restaurant revealed a lake. Countless sashimi​‍‍ knives were embedded‌ on the surface​‌‍ like gravestones.

It⁠⁠ was the domain‌⁠‍ of the God​‍‌ of the Sword—the⁠ Lake of the‌ Sword.

“Did‍ you know the​​‍ universe is shaped‍ like a donut?⁠ They call that​‍ a ‘loop.’”

He​‌ shrugged as he​ said it.

“Think​‌⁠ of it like‍‌⁠ that, more or⁠⁠⁠ less.”

One​⁠​ final line.

“Thank⁠​‍ you, Father. I just wanted to⁠‍ say that once.”‍

He‍‍ left Balor Joaquin‌ behind and walked‍ out of the​ shop.

His⁠ vision blurred, and‌‌​ the founding hero‌⁠⁠ fell into a deep sleep.

***⁠

When⁠ he opened his⁠​ eyes, the surroundings⁠​‌ were no longer⁠ the universe.

They‍‌‌ were what had‍ once been the​‍​ universe.

Celestial⁠‍ bodies and galaxies‍‍ split in two.​ Sword scars carved‍‌‍ throughout the cosmos.‍​​

Too​ colossal to seem‍⁠ like mere battle​‍ traces.

The‌ word “astronomical” is‌‌ often used when‍ something is immeasurable.​‍‍

What‌ he saw before‍ his eyes was‍ exactly that.

Space,​ which in the​​‌ human mind represents⁠ infinity, was shattered.‍

While‌‌⁠ he had been​‌ with the chief,‌⁠‍ it had all​​ spiraled completely out⁠ of control.

‘Who⁠‍ did this…?’

He‌‍ looked down at​​ his own hands.‌ He was gripping‌⁠‍ two sashimi knives‍ tightly. Murasame, chipped,​⁠ and Eternal Frost,​ silently weeping.

‘Was‌ it me?’

It⁠ was absurd. How​ had he torn⁠⁠ the universe apart​ with sashimi knives?​‌ And the funniest‌‍ part was that‍⁠‌ he could still⁠ breathe.

Even‌‍ without much scientific‍ knowledge, he at​ least knew there‍‌​ was no oxygen⁠ in space.

‘Then‌‌ I’m no longer​⁠⁠ human.’

That⁠‍ was the unspoken⁠‌​ truth of the‍‍‍ situation. Of course,‍ he wasn’t the‍ only one. There‍‌ was also the‌‍ hero, Leon, as‍‌ wrecked as the⁠ universe itself.

“Haah…​⁠‍ haah…”

He⁠ was breathing irregularly.​‌

His​⁠​ right elbow was​​​ bent backward, and‍⁠​ he held his‌ sword only in‌‍ his left hand.‌​

His⁠‌ abdomen had several‌​‍ holes, from which‌ no blood emerged—only​ black liquid and‍​‍ stardust.

He⁠ was miraculously still⁠ alive.

“The‌ end… the end…​ look at it.”‍‍

Leon⁠‍ muttered between gasps.‍‌

Kang‌ Geom-Ma watched him‌‌ silently. The boy‍ shakily raised his⁠⁠ sword. Dark energy‍​‍ clung to the​‍ blade like pulsing‍​ veins.

“Kang⁠ Geom-Ma… you have​‍​ to kill me.”​​

His​​​ voice was desperate.⁠

“That’s⁠ the only way‌⁠⁠ all of this‌ will end.”

It‍‌⁠ wasn’t a provocation.‍⁠ He genuinely wanted​ it to be‍⁠ over. His intention‍ was clear even‍‌ without words.

Kang‌​ Geom-Ma sighed deeply.​

Yes,‍​ Leon had absorbed​‌ the false gods‍​ into his body.⁠ Not to gain⁠ power, but to‍⁠‍ imprison them. He‍⁠ had turned his⁠ body into a cage for them.​

There​‍⁠ was only one⁠​ reason why he​⁠⁠ did all that.‍

“…You​ plan to die⁠ with them?”

That⁠ was why Leon⁠ had joined Kuarne‌ and betrayed humanity.‌ To bear all​ the evil and‌ sin of this‍⁠ world alone.

He‍ didn’t respond. In​​ his left eye,‍ darkened, shadows churned.‌⁠⁠ The right one​⁠‌ had also blackened​ halfway. Perhaps the⁠​ thoughts of the‍‌‌ false gods were⁠ invading him.

For⁠ a moment, Kang‍⁠ Geom-Ma felt a kind of reverence.‍⁠ The fact that‌‍ a teenager could⁠​​ retain his sanity‍​ in that state‌‍ was already a miracle. Maybe it‍ was thanks to⁠‌‌ his “Miracle Blessing.”​​

But​⁠ that didn’t justify​​ what he had‍​ done. He had⁠ attacked the heroes⁠ and, in the⁠‌ end, killed Saki​‌​ Kojima.

No‍​ matter the reason,⁠‍ that was an​‍ unforgivable sin.

He⁠⁠‌ had to pay‌ for it. But​​ not with his‌ life.

That‌⁠ wouldn’t balance the‍​ scales. His punishment‌‍ shouldn’t come from⁠⁠‍ a sword, but‌ from humanity.

He⁠ closed his eyes.‍​ He divided time‌⁠ into fragments, preparing‍⁠‌ for Leon’s strike.‌‍​ Then he focused‍⁠​ on his inner‍‌‍ ear. And then,⁠ his other self,​⁠ Lycan, responded.

— So, you want​‍ to go back​ to the mythical‍‍​ era?

He‍‍ asked mentally.

‘Can‍⁠​ you do it?’​

— I’ve never tried.​‌ But now I will.

Lycan’s‌⁠​ spirit aligned beside⁠ him.

— Faster than light.⁠‍⁠

A flash of light⁠​⁠ illuminated the dark,⁠ silent universe.

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