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The Academy’s Sashimi Sword Master Chapter 311: The Man Who Became a God (2)

Chapter 311: The Man Who Became a God (2)

A stern gaze swept⁠ across the mountainside,‍ surveying the vast‌​ expanse of Gehenna.⁠⁠​ ‘He’ observed the⁠ Demon Realm from⁠‌​ the heights of‍​ a bare branch,​ arms firmly crossed.⁠‌

“Hmm.”​‍

Lycan,‌⁠​ the First Corps​‍⁠ Commander. Though his​ body was now‍ no larger than​​ the palm of‌​ a human hand,‍ his imposing presence‌ remained undiminished.

In​‍⁠ fact, it might​⁠ have far surpassed‍​ that of the‌⁠​ past.

After​‌‍ all, it was⁠​⁠ Lycan who, alongside⁠‌ Kang Geom-Ma, annihilated‌‍ the false gods‍​ and beheld the‍ origin of the​⁠​ universe itself.

Anyone⁠ fooled by his‌ adorable appearance was​​‌ doomed.

To⁠​⁠ lay a hand‍ on a little‍‌ squirrel like him​⁠ would be true⁠ damnation.

Anyway.⁠‍

The​​​ domain he once‌ ruled had begun‌ to deteriorate.

His‌‌⁠ gaze, as tender‌‍ as it was‍‌⁠ sharp, reflected displeasure​ as he shook​‌‍ his head in‍ disapproval.

‘What‍‍⁠ difference would it⁠‍‌ make if I intervened now?’

He‍ muttered bitterly and‌​ moved again. The⁠‌⁠ grayish leaves brushed​‌‌ against his fluffy​⁠ tail as he‌ turned.

Though⁠‍​ he had shared​ in humanity’s story⁠‍ and hardships, the‍‌​ decline of the​‌ Demon Realm was⁠‍ particularly evident.

Unlike​ the human world,‍​‍ which had leaders‌ to guide change,‍ the Demon Realm​ lacked a sovereign⁠ to lead its‍‌ demons.

Demons​‍‌ are simple.

To​ them, power is‍ everything. If someone​‍‍ is strong, they‌‍ follow without question.‌​

That’s​‌‍ why the only‌⁠‌ requirement to rule‍​ was “absolute power.”‌
Seven hundred years‌ ago, Lycan filled⁠⁠ that role. Up​ until ten years‌ ago, it was‌‌ Kuarne.

Now,​ it seemed Dragon⁠​⁠ Lord Valerion had⁠​ temporarily assumed that‍⁠ mantle.

But​ it was just⁠‍ that—temporary.
Dragons had always‍‌ been a neutral⁠ faction.

Only​‍ in recent times‌​ had they shown⁠ more affinity toward​⁠​ humanity.

Proof‍‍ of this was‌‌​ the constant involvement‌⁠‍ of Hontail, the‍​ next Lord.

Because‍ of this, some​​ demon factions harshly‍ criticized the Dragon​​ Lord and his​​ kin.

But​⁠ they didn’t know‍⁠ the truth. They⁠‍‌ didn’t understand that​⁠ it was thanks​‌ to the dragons⁠ they were still‍ alive, that it‍​ was their intervention⁠‍ that allowed them‌ to continue existing.⁠‍

They​⁠ were the ones‌⁠ protecting the Demon⁠​ Realm from Kang‍⁠​ Geom-Ma.

Maybe‌‌ the demons knew‍ it… but they‌ simply didn’t want‌‌‌ to accept it.⁠‍

With⁠‌ a sigh slipping​‍ through his front⁠ teeth, shaped like‍⁠ an inverted eleven,‍‌⁠ Lycan continued reflecting⁠‌ on the Demon⁠⁠‌ Realm’s state while​⁠ leaping from branch​⁠​ to branch, crossing​‍ winding paths with​ his tiny, walnut-sized​‌ head full of​ worries.

At‌​​ last, he arrived‌ at his destination.‍‌⁠ A massive crater.‍ A bottomless abyss.⁠

From​⁠‌ the cliff’s edge,‍ he leaned over​ on all fours​⁠‌ and slightly peeked‌‌⁠ his head in.‌​‌

‘I’ve⁠ followed the anomalies⁠‍​ in demonic energy​ to this point.’‍‌‍

Without⁠ hesitation, Lycan hurled‌‍​ himself into the⁠⁠‍ hole.

‘I‌‌​ won’t sit idly⁠ by.’

He‍‍ slid his chubby‍ tail down the​‍​ wall of the⁠​‍ abyss.

As‍‌​ the dust swirled​​ around him, he‌​ reaffirmed his resolve.⁠

‘It’s‍​‌ time to set​ things right.’

Of‍ course, he didn’t‍ plan to take⁠​ the front line.‍‌⁠ If he did,⁠ the demons would‍⁠ proclaim him Lord​ of the Demon‌⁠ Realm, and by‍ then there’d be​​ no turning back.⁠⁠

The‌‍⁠ demons would be⁠‍​ annihilated by Kang‌⁠ Geom-Ma’s sashimi.

That⁠⁠⁠ was the inevitable​​​ future.

Lycan‌​‍ knew it all‌​‌ too well, for​ he had lived‍‌ beside him.

That’s⁠​ why he planned‌ to rebuild his⁠‌ homeland, Gehenna, from‍ the shadows.

And⁠ so, with a tiny body but​​ vast ambition, he⁠‍ descended into the‌ depths.

***​‍

“Squeak‌​‍ squeak (Long time‍‌​ no see, Metatron.)”⁠

“……”⁠⁠ “……”

“Squeee–‌‍ squeak (Have you​‌⁠ already forgotten me?)”​⁠‌

“……”‌ “……”

The‍⁠ two men, who‌​‍ had been staring‌‌ intently at Lycan,​⁠‌ soon turned to⁠⁠‍ each other.

“Father.”​

Leon‌ was the first‌‍ to speak.

“Why⁠⁠‌ is there a mouse here?”

Chwi?‌‍ Chwiii?

“It⁠‍⁠ doesn’t really look‍‌‍ like a mouse.‍ Maybe a squirrel.‌‌ Or a red‌ squirrel. Well, it’s​⁠ still a rodent,‍ so you’re not‍‌ far off. Where‌ there are sewers,​‌‌ there are rats,‍ right? You really‌⁠ are my son,‌ haha.”

“Yeah,‌‌ sure…”

‘Damn‌ bastards!’

Lycan’s​‌‌ fine fur bristled​⁠ with rage, and​‍ his curled tail⁠⁠​ trembled furiously.

‘This​ was a mistake.’​‍⁠

He​‍⁠ was so used‌ to his squirrel​‌‍ form that he’d‍ forgotten to change​​‌ his appearance. Damn‌ it. Showing his​‍ true form now⁠‌ would be far​ too out of​ place to command​​‌ respect.

Metatron⁠​‍ was an ancient⁠‍‍ hero, the one‍​​ he most wanted​‍‍ to face after⁠ Balor Joaquin. It​‌‍ was said his‍​‍ power bordered on​⁠‌ the divine.

‘As​‌⁠ a rival, he‍‌ lacks nothing.’

But​ to meet for‍‍ the first time⁠⁠‍ like this… was​​ just pathetic.
Even if he⁠⁠⁠ revealed his identity‍ now, they’d likely⁠​ feign surprise and‌‍⁠ mock him inside.⁠‌

‘No​ helping it.’

Lycan⁠‌​ decided to act.⁠⁠‍ As always, he’d⁠‌‌ throw himself into‌ his role as‍‌⁠ a beast.

Surely​‍ this was the⁠‍​ meaning of the​​ phrase “crash of‍ reality” that Kang‍‍ Geom-Ma always went​ on about.

“Squeak‌‌​ (Ouch.)”

While‍⁠ Lycan suffered his‍ little breakdown, Leon⁠ had already stepped‍⁠ forward. He knelt‌‌ on one knee‌​ and extended a hand.

“You’re⁠⁠ lost, aren’t you?⁠ When we head‌‌⁠ out, come with⁠​ me.”

“……”⁠

Though‍⁠ he turned his​⁠ head haughtily, Lycan​ allowed himself to​​ be taken.

He⁠‍ leapt lightly onto‍‍‌ the palm, then⁠⁠ darted nimbly up‌‍‍ the arm to⁠ perch on Leon’s​​ right shoulder, next​​ to his shimmering‌‌​ golden hair.

“Leon.”‌

Back​​‍ beside the mysterious‌‍ egg, Metatron glanced⁠⁠ at Lycan.

“Squirrels​​​ are rodents too.⁠ They’re known to‍‍‍ spread plagues like‌ the Black Death.‌​ Don’t forget to‍‍⁠ wash your hands‌⁠ well when you‍ get home.”

“Ah,‌​⁠ understood. I’ll keep​‍‌ that in mind,⁠ Father.”

‘Sons​ of bitches.’

Angels⁠‍ and demons definitely​ didn’t get along.‍

‘Kuarne⁠‍ was an angel‌ once too…’

Lycan’s⁠‍‍ bright eyes darkened⁠​ with sinister thoughts.​

Piriririririr!​​​

A high-pitched electronic sound‍‌ echoed through the⁠‍⁠ area.

What‌‌‌ the hell?

Why‍​​ was a phone‌​ ringtone ringing in​ the Demon Realm,‍ Gehenna?

Lycan‌ was dumbfounded, and⁠‍ Leon also showed⁠⁠‌ surprise.

“Looks​‌⁠ like there’s signal​ down here too.”⁠

“Incredible.‍‌ I heard Kang‌‍ Geom-Ma and Meain⁠‌ worked to get‌‍ wifi in the‌‍ Demon Realm cities,‍⁠ but I didn’t​ think it reached‍‍ this deep.”

…What‍‌​ Wifi!?

What⁠⁠ the hell had‌‌​ happened in Gehenna⁠‍⁠ during his absence?​
Wi-Fi? In the‌‍ Demon Realm?

Just​​​ how far had⁠‍‍ this place fallen?‌⁠

“I’ll‌ answer it.”

“Go​⁠‌ ahead.”

Lycan‌​ fumed inside, but‌‍ Leon took the⁠‍ call. It was​ brief.

Then‌ he slowly lowered‌​⁠ the phone.

Metatron⁠‍‍ asked him,
“Something wrong?”

“Yes.⁠⁠‌ I’d asked the‍ old dragon for⁠‌​ something through Horn…⁠ but it seems​‌‍ there’s a problem.”​‌​

“Let’s‍‌​ go together.”

“You​​ too, Father?”

“If‌‌⁠ I go, maybe​⁠⁠ we can talk‌‌ with them. My​⁠ presence might carry⁠ some weight with‍‍ the demons.”

“That’s‍⁠ true.”

Leon​‌‍ looked at the‌‌‌ egg with concern.​

“What‍‍‍ about this? Gehenna’s⁠​ terrain changes every​​ hour. We might‌ lose it.”

“Leon.​‍ In cases like​​‍ this, improvisation is⁠⁠ key. Use what‌​ you have around‌⁠​ you.”

Metatron‌ extended his thick⁠‍‍ index finger and​​‍ poked Lycan’s nose.⁠‌⁠ Lycan nearly fell​‌ backward but struggled‍⁠​ to maintain balance.⁠‌‍

“Squeak⁠⁠‌ squeak! (You bastard!)”‍

Despite‌‌ the furious squeak,‍​ Metatron smiled.

While‌ pressing down on⁠​ Lycan’s head with⁠⁠​ the tip of‍ his finger, he‌⁠​ added.

“If​​ he lives in​‍​ the Demon Realm,‍‌‌ he must know⁠ the paths well.‍‍ He’s somewhat recognized,‌‌‍ so he’s perfect‍⁠​ as a guide.”‍

“Ah,‍ right.”

“And​ if we do‌⁠ get lost, don’t⁠ worry. You know⁠ I have a good sense of‍‌ direction. If this‍​‌ little rat gives​ me a general⁠​ direction, I’ll find‍‍​ the exact location.”‍

“As⁠ expected.”

In​​‍ short—

They​​‍ planned to use⁠ Lycan, the First‍ Corps Commander, as⁠‍‌ a mere guide!⁠​‌

In⁠‌​ modern times, where‍ even the Demon⁠ Realm had Wi-Fi,‍​ they wanted to​⁠‌ use him as​​ a kind of​⁠‌ living GPS.

An‍​ angel, the symbol⁠ of absolute good.​⁠⁠

Faced‍ with such an‍‌‍ atrocity, the leader‌ of the demons,‌‌ Lycan, nearly stood⁠ up to give‌‍ them a round‌ of applause.

“Well‌​⁠ then, we’ll postpone‌‌⁠ the investigation of‍ this place.”

“Yes,⁠‍‌ Father. I’ll guide‍‍ you.”

And⁠ so, the three​⁠ figures moved away⁠​ from the egg.​

And‌​​ deep within the‍ abyss, the lingering⁠ fog of Lycan’s​ fury swirled thick‍‌​ and heavy.

***⁠

After‌ they left—

…The⁠ conditions for the⁠‍‌ apocalypse have been‌‌ met.

A silence as sharp‌ as a mouse’s​ death was split​ in two. The⁠ source of the‌⁠ sound was none‌ other than the‍⁠​ enormous egg.

After‍ the end of‍ the Fimbulvetr, which‌⁠‍ brought famine and⁠​ frost, spring finally‍​ arrived.

The​ song continued.

The‌​ age of lies⁠‍‍ has come to​ an end, and⁠‌‍ only one god​⁠ remains… marking the​​ beginning of the⁠‍ era of the​​‌ wolf…

The⁠ depths of the‍‌⁠ Demon Realm began⁠ to tremble slightly.​

And‌‍ the wolf, with​‍ a blade in​ its jaws, swallowed⁠ the sun and⁠ the moon.
Thus, the light​ of the world⁠ was extinguished.

Crack.‌‍​ A fissure appeared⁠‌⁠ in the shell.​‍

When‍ angels, demons, and⁠ their hybrid finally‌‌ face the seed​‍​ of the end…​​⁠

A hand broke through‌​​ the shell.

Right‌⁠‌ after the hen​⁠‍ of Utgardr sang‌‌ the world’s end.​‌⁠

Ragnarekkr,‍‌ a/aY7, Frashokereti…

The‌‍ cracks spread to​‍‌ the sides, and​ from them emerged‍‍‌ legs.

A viscous liquid shimmered​​ on the skin.⁠⁠

The⁠ Four Apostles of⁠ the Apocalypse cross⁠ Bifrost and manifest‍‌‍ in this world.‌⁠‌

BOOOOM!​‍

A deafening noise shook⁠⁠ the entire cavern.⁠‍ The egg shattered‍⁠‌ into pieces, and‌⁠ the newly born‌​ creature revealed its‍​ full form.

It‍‌ was a naked​ woman. Her skin​‌ looked as though​ covered in frost.‌‌‍

In‍​ this abyss where‍‌‍ light does not‍⁠ reach, only she⁠⁠​ shone.

Her⁠ hair radiated brilliance,⁠‍‍ and the liquid⁠‍‌ clinging to her​‍ arms dried instantly.​

The⁠ young woman opened‌⁠ her eyes.

“……”​​

Her‍⁠ pupils were black​ as the darkness‌‍‌ where she was‍⁠‍ born.

Her​⁠ hair was also‌⁠ completely black.

A little later—

Step‌‍

The⁠‍‌ naked woman took⁠‍​ a step. The​ first step of​​⁠ the world’s end.‍

***‌

They​ say living in‍ a house with‍ two families means⁠​⁠ being pushed around‌ like a floating‌‌ weed.

It’s​‍ not entirely untrue,​ but.

It⁠⁠​ doesn’t feel like‌ we’re walking on‍‌ thin ice every⁠ day.

We’re​⁠ doing fairly well.‌​

The​ three of us​‌‌ eat together, in⁠‍ peace.
Today we went⁠⁠‍ out to eat‌‌‍ again.

Around​ Joaquin Academy.

An⁠ exclusive Korean restaurant,​​​ reserved only for​‍ the most distinguished.⁠

Just‍ getting a membership​⁠ takes five years,​⁠ and the prices‍‌ are the kind‌‍⁠ that make you‍⁠ say—

“Damn!”‍⁠‌

“Ryozo,‍⁠‍ has something happened‌​​ lately?”

During‍​⁠ the meal, Abel‍​ asked with concern.​​⁠

Ryozo,‌⁠⁠ poking at her‌‍ food, replied.

“No…​ nothing serious.”

“Come‍‌‍ on now. That’s‌⁠ what family’s for,⁠ isn’t it?”

“It’s⁠‍‌ just… the princess⁠​⁠ of the British‍​​ Empire has been⁠⁠ bothering me a lot lately. And⁠ that’s been a bit stressful.”

Princess‌ Victoria. A princess‌ of the noblest‌⁠⁠ lineage of the‌ British royal family.⁠​‌

Even‌‌⁠ Abel, who commands‌‍ the aristocracy, has​ to choose her‌​ words carefully around​​ her.

“…Strange.‍​‌ Princess Victoria isn’t⁠⁠ usually like that,‍‍ she doesn’t meddle​‌ in everything.”

“I‍ know. She was⁠​⁠ probably sent as⁠⁠ a representative because​‍ the nobles are⁠ pressuring her.”

Ryozo‍ put down her‌​ chopsticks and leaned​⁠ back in her‍‍‌ chair.

I listened to the​‌⁠ conversation in silence.‍‍

“Pathetic,​ really. Using a girl who’s not‍​ even of age⁠‍ as a pawn…‌‌ but what can⁠‌⁠ you do. If‌ she shows up‍ in the Academy’s⁠​ office with that⁠⁠ killer stare, I have to act.​‌ Just… with moderation.”⁠‍

While⁠⁠‍ speaking, she threw​ me a side​ glance.

“Something‌ to say?”

“No,‍⁠⁠ nothing. Just that‌‍ the food’s really​ good.”

I bowed my head‍‍ slightly and kept​ eating.

“Anyway,‍ seems like the​ nobles are pretty‍‍ disgruntled lately.”

“Who‌ wouldn’t be? They’ve⁠ lost all control‍​​ to Joaquin Academy.‌ They’ve even started‍ talking about founding⁠ a new academy.”‍⁠‌

“Another‍​‌ academy?”

I interrupted with a cold voice. Just⁠⁠‍ then, the dim​ lightbulb above us​ burst.

And‌ ominous bubbles began‌​‌ to boil in⁠ the soup.

Ryozo‌ and Abel flinched.⁠‌ Immediately, they looked⁠‍ at me.

“G-Geom-Ma…”‌‍‍

“Surely‌ that’s not true.​‍ No, they can’t‌⁠​ be that crazy.⁠⁠‌ Can’t be. Breathe…”​

“……”⁠⁠

“Ah!‌‍ This is delicious!⁠ Worth every coin!”‌‍

“……”​

Both‌ forced smiles, sweating‍​ profusely. They kept​​ exchanging nervous glances.​

“Sorry.”‍‍

I scratched my eyebrow‌​ with my thumb.​⁠⁠

“Ruined​ the mood.”

“What⁠ do you mean?​‌‌ Just eating together‌‌ like this makes‌‍⁠ me happy. Three‌‌​ feels like the‍ perfect number. Right,⁠ Ryozo?”

“S-Suppose‌‍⁠ so…”

“See?‍ We don’t need⁠ more—”

Ring~​

“Thought⁠⁠⁠ I turned the⁠​​ phone off. Sorry,‍‌ really.”

“If‍⁠ it’s urgent, answer.‍​‌ I never use​ ‘Do Not Disturb’​ since I became⁠ Academy Director.”

I apologized and answered⁠ the phone.

Snap!⁠⁠

At‍ the same time,⁠ I snapped my⁠‌ fingers to restore‌ the spark to​⁠ the bulb.

Lightning⁠‌‍ magic can be‌⁠ used like that⁠‌​ too.

“……”‌⁠‍

I ended the call.‍‌​

The‍ flickering light made​‍ the silence feel⁠⁠ heavier.

Ryozo​ spoke, visibly tense.‍

“…Something‍‍‍ happened, didn’t it?”‍⁠

I must have had​ a very serious⁠‌ face.

It‍ was rare for⁠ us to eat‌ together, and now‍⁠ this—I felt guilty.‍

“There⁠⁠‌ seems to have⁠ been an uprising‌‌ in Gehenna.”

I hesitated a moment​‍ but eventually confirmed⁠ it.

“Then‌ you need to​ go,” said Abel.‍

“Go,‌‌​ Geom-Ma. But come⁠ back before the​ soup gets cold,”⁠‌⁠ added Ryozo.

How‌‍​ bitter.

With⁠‌‌ so much work​‍‍ pending, even a quiet meal becomes‌‍‍ a luxury.

Deep⁠ down, I just‌ wanted to say‍​ screw it all.​​⁠

“Thanks…‌⁠ to both of‍⁠​ you.”

I nodded and stood⁠‍‌ up.

Ryozo‍⁠ and Abel saw‍​ me off without⁠​‌ a single complaint.‍

I left the room⁠​ forcing a smile.‌‍ The door closed⁠‍⁠ behind me.

I could still feel​ the bubbling in‌ my stomach.

Leaning​ against the door,‌‌​ I gazed at​ the ceiling like⁠‍ a statue.

Today,‌‌⁠ especially, it was‌⁠⁠ hard to move​ forward.

Finally,‍‌​ I stepped away​​ from the door.‌

“It’s‍⁠ been a while‍‍ since I imposed⁠ respect.”

I began to walk,‌ crushing the static‍​ electricity clinging to⁠‌ my shoes with‍‍ each step.

***⁠​⁠

While⁠ glancing at the⁠‌⁠ door he had⁠‌​ exited through, Abel‌‌⁠ broke the silence.​‍⁠

“He‍​‍ looked mad, didn’t​‍ he?”

“Yeah.‌​‍ A lot.”

Ryozo‍‌‌ kept her eyes‍ on the door,‌⁠ lost in thought.⁠‍

“You‌‌​ think a river‍​​ of blood is​​ about to flow​⁠ in Gehenna?”

“Maybe…”​​

Kang‍​ Geom-Ma’s women sighed‍‌​ at the same​​‌ time— A deep​ sigh from the⁠‍‍ gut, full of​⁠ sincerity.

“Who’d‌ have thought the‌ day would come‌‌ when we’d feel‍​ sorry for demons.”‍‍

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