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The Academy’s Sashimi Sword Master Chapter 337: Tradition of the Inter-Academy Tournament (1)

Chapter 337: Tradition of the Inter-Academy Tournament (1)

Speedweapon⁠ once asked me.⁠​

— Hey, Geom-Ma. In⁠ your opinion, who‍⁠‍ among our peers‌⁠ has improved the‍​‍ most?

I answered without a second of hesitation.​‍ They say friends⁠ think alike. I often shared the‍​​ same thoughts as⁠ him.

‘Chloe.’​

Speedweapon‍⁠‌ seemed surprised by‌ my answer. And⁠ of course, we’re​‍ talking about a generation that includes‌​‍ Abel, Ryozo, Rachel,‌​ and Leon.

They‍ weren’t called the​‍‌ golden generation for⁠ nothing.

Even​⁠ now, and probably‌⁠ in the future,‍‌⁠ gathering a cast‍⁠ like that would‌ be nearly impossible.‍

After​ all, it’s a lineup intentionally assembled⁠‌‍ by that damn‍ suppressive force.

In‌‌ the original storyline,‌​ Chloe Auditore wasn’t‍​‍ part of that‌‌ brilliant group.

Like​ me, she started⁠‍ as a background‌ student in class‌ B.

She‍ was supposed to​​ spend her days⁠ quietly in the​​‍ wolf class, later​ working in the⁠​​ shadows as part​‍ of the Auditore​⁠ clan.

But‌ the one responsible​‍​ for twisting that​‌ “peaceful” (?) life‍‌ path was me.​‌⁠

Ever‌‍​ since she met‌ me, Chloe’s life⁠​ changed completely.

A girl who was‌‌ nothing more than‍⁠​ a B-list extra⁠ began craving power‍‍ like she was​ possessed. Walking a tightrope on the​‌⁠ edge of an‍‍ abyss, she relentlessly‌⁠⁠ pushed herself.

— But Ryozo, Abel,‍ and Rachel did​‍ the same thing!‍⁠

True.​​ They all worked​ hard.

But⁠ ever since the‍​ demons—our main enemies—lost‌‍‌ their regenerative powers,⁠⁠ the opportunities to‌​‍ train genuine combat‍⁠⁠ instinct also vanished.‍⁠

Chloe⁠​ is different.

The‌‌ enemies of the‌ Auditore clan don’t⁠‍ come from the⁠​​ outside. They’re internal‌‌‌ tumors, rotting from​​ within. She detects⁠⁠ them and cuts​⁠​ them out.

Her‌⁠‍ combat instinct has‌‍​ never dulled. On​⁠ the contrary, it’s​ grown sharper over⁠‌ time. In that‍​ regard, she’s on‌​‌ par with me.‍

So,‍⁠ in conclusion,

Gooooooohhh…⁠

That‌ sinister energy, so⁠‌‌ intense it gave⁠‌ me goosebumps. That’s‌‍​ the manifestation of​​⁠ the state Chloe‍​ has reached, after‌‌ bathing in blood​‍‌ countless times.

“Heavenly​ Sword.”

Chloe‌‍ has become strong.‌

“This‍‌​ time… I’ll protect‍⁠ you.”

So,⁠⁠ at least to‍‍ some extent, she’s⁠‌​ earned the right​ to say those​‌ words.

***‌⁠

What’s‌ also called the‌‌ Blood Moon is,‍‍ even in a world brimming with​​‍ every kind of​‍ fantastic element, an​ extremely rare meteorological​​ phenomenon.

In⁠​ fact, the Black‍‍⁠ Sun—which could never⁠⁠ be seen on‌‍ Earth—hangs perpetually in​‍ the sky of‍‍ the magical subspace.‌‌

In⁠⁠ the world of‍‌ Miracle Blessing M,‍‍​ it can be‍‍‍ said to be‌ the most precious⁠⁠⁠ sky there is.​‌‌ And in that‍‍ moment, this Blood⁠‌ Moon dominated the‍​ nightly firmament.

“Heavenly‌‍​ Sword… you’re really⁠⁠ asking for trouble…”​​

Chloe⁠ walked through the​⁠ cold night air.⁠⁠ I had just​‍ awakened from an⁠ illusion and still⁠​ hadn’t fully regained​‍ my awareness.

Chiiiiiiiiic…‌‌‌

Ugh.​⁠ Damn it. No‍⁠‍ excuse—I genuinely had‍ a headache. A stabbing pain, as‍ if a handful⁠ of needles rolled‌ through my skull.‍‍

Just​​ as Chaerina said,​ it seemed to⁠ be the memory-elimination‌‍‍ process.

The‌ illusion was a dream, and the‌‍ fading of memories⁠​‍ came right after,‌ as if part⁠‍ of a protocol.​⁠‌ To keep everything,‌ I’d need Lycan’s‍ help…

‘And‌⁠ right now, he’s‌ not here…’

For‌ this to happen‌ just when we’re‍ alone. That’s why⁠ I’ll lose those​​ memories even with‌⁠ my eyes open,⁠​ and Chaerina nearly‍‍⁠ crushed me.

Chiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiic.‌

That‌‌ sound of fingernails​‍‍ scratching a chalkboard‍ shredded my nerves.‍⁠ Chloe dragged her‌‍ katana as she⁠⁠‍ approached Chaerina.

One‍​‌ step. Then another.⁠‌

Through‌​‍ my blurry vision,‌⁠ her silhouette seemed​⁠ bathed in red.⁠⁠​ And it wasn’t‍‍ an illusion—the Blood‌‌​ Moon was truly‍ lighting the ground.​​ This was real.⁠‍​

Even‍‍‌ amid my gasps,⁠‍‌ I couldn’t help​⁠​ but feel awe.⁠

‘Has​‍ she refined the‍‌ Raven’s Blessing so​​‍ much…?’

The‌‌ Raven’s Blessing is‌‍ the finest ability​‌‍ to suppress one’s‍​ presence known—a symbol‍‍ of the Auditore​​ clan. It’s a unique power to‌ completely repress murderous​ intent and presence,‌ holding it contained‍‍ inside.

According‍​ to the Dark‌⁠ Wiki, legends say‌ one could release⁠⁠‍ that pressure in‌​ an instant and⁠ enter a devastating⁠ frenzy.

But⁠ that was just‌ theory. I’d never‍‍‍ seen it with‍​ my own eyes.​ They said only‍ Altair Auditore, the‍‌ clan leader, achieved⁠‍‌ that mastery at​​ age sixty.

Chiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiic.​⁠

Yet‌ Chloe had done​​​ it. Barely in​ her early twenties,⁠⁠ she altered the⁠‌ field purely with‌ her murderous intent.​‍

At⁠​ this moment, she‍‌ had reached a divine-level ability that‌⁠​ only the Master‌ of the Sword,‌ Changseong, Altair, and⁠ I share.

Even‌⁠⁠ Chaerina showed clear‌ signs of being⁠ unsettled. Her expression‍‌ remained emotionless, as‌​​ always, but I wasn’t fooled.

Her​​ eyes trembled, like⁠‍‌ the moon’s reflection​⁠​ on fountain water.​⁠⁠

At⁠​ that instant—

“Your​‍ name.”

Chloe⁠‌⁠ spoke as she‍‍⁠ closed the distance.⁠⁠ Her voice was⁠‍ rough, as if​⁠ her throat was⁠‍ rasped.

“…Are‍ you Huginn or‍⁠‍ Muninn? Why is‌ a Raven of‌⁠ Truth here? You‌​⁠ shouldn’t be. That⁠‌ goes against all⁠ narrative logic…”

Chaerina⁠​ murmured incomprehensible nonsense.‍ What came next​ sounded like poetry⁠ or a quoted‍⁠ verse.

‘Huginn‌ and Muninn fly‍​‌ over the vast‍⁠ land each day.‍ I fear that‍⁠ Huginn will not​ return. But I worry even more​⁠‍ for Muninn…’

It⁠⁠​ was so sudden⁠ I couldn’t think‌‌ straight. I let⁠‌ out a harsh​​​ laugh regardless.

What‍‍⁠ is this woman‍⁠​ clinging to so‍ obsessively? I sincerely​ wanted to stop‌‍ her, grab her‍‌​ arm, and force‌ her into a one-on-one conversation with‍ Yu Sein.

Chloe‌‍⁠ kept advancing in⁠​​ silence, merely tilting​‌ her head.

‘That‍ Chloe…’

I hadn’t seen her‍‍ like this in⁠​ a long time.⁠​‍ Whenever I did,‌⁠ my knees trembled.​

“The⁠ Auditore clan always‌ asks for the​ opponent’s name before​⁠⁠ passing sentence. So‍ I’ll ask again.”​‍​

Chloe‍⁠​ opened her mouth‍‍​ again. It was‌‍ an ultimatum.

“Your⁠‍ name.”

“I…⁠ my name is…”‍

Fwooosh.⁠‍

Chaerina’s‌‍​ voice vanished. A mountain wind blew‍⁠‌ in from the⁠ north—a gust that‌ had crossed valleys‍ and slopes of‍ the Alps all‌ the way to​​ Parsy Academy.

The​ three of us—me,‌​⁠ Chaerina, and Chloe—stood⁠ facing each other‌ by the fountain​⁠‌ in tense confrontation.‍‍ Even without words,‍‍​ the place throbbed‍‍ with tension.

The​‌ sound of water‍ and wind had⁠ turned into white⁠​⁠ noise.

Guk.‍

A faint sound of‌‌ a muscle tensing‍⁠​ came from Chloe’s‍​ thigh.

Boom!‌⁠⁠

That‌⁠ prolonged silence was‍ shattered by Chloe’s⁠‍ launching leap. She​‍ landed with force⁠ enough to crack​‍​ the stone and⁠‍​ closed the distance​​ immediately.

There​ was no time‍‌‌ to react.

‘She’s‍ going to kill‍⁠⁠ Chaerina.’

I know what that‍⁠‌ hand can do.⁠‍ If she sets‍‌ her mind to​ it, she will.‍⁠ She always has.‍‍‌

And,‍‌⁠ she was in‌‌‍ that mode. Her​‌ reasoning, which could⁠‌‌ have stopped her,‌‍ had already melted‌ like ice under​‍‍ that burning madness.​​

‘I‍⁠‍ have to intervene…’‌​‌

…But​⁠ absurdly, I couldn’t⁠ move my feet.‌​ This was madness.​ Should I forsake⁠‍ all humanity and​​⁠ ascend as a god once and‌ for all?

While⁠⁠ cursing inwardly, Chloe’s‌⁠ shoulder blurred.

The​ wind and water⁠‍⁠ sliced the air‍ with a tearing⁠‌‍ sound. Her katana,‌‌‌ wreathed in red⁠‌ murderous intent, lunged​‌ toward Chaerina.

Chaerina‍⁠‍ flinched and swiftly‌ brought her hand‍‍ to her hip.‌⁠ Instead of dodging,​ she chose to‍ counterattack.

Clang!⁠

A metallic roar shook‍‌ the place. The⁠ shockwaves were so​​ clear they were‌​‍ visible.

It‍​ was a deep​ night. The three‌ of us, in​‌‍ the midst of⁠ this violent confrontation,‍​ opened our eyes‌ simultaneously—as if it​⁠‍ were planned.

“…Fuck‌​‍ this. Pft.”

The​ intruder was Saint⁠⁠‌ Yu Sein. She​ stepped between Chloe‍⁠ and Chaerina, her⁠ arms outstretched, and​​ erected a barrier.​‍

A pair of rune-etched‍​ circles spun in‌ the air, blocking‍ the attack and‌ shielding Chaerina.

“Haah…​ seriously. If I use barriers this⁠⁠ much, divine power‍​ drains quick.”

Yu‍‍‍ Sein complained, nose​ bleeding.

Her‍​‍ pale face made⁠‌ it clear she⁠​‍ was only pretending⁠ to sound calm.⁠‌‌

“…Step⁠​⁠ aside.”

That‍ came from the⁠‍‌ other Chloe’s personality.‍⁠​

She‍ pressed her blade⁠‌⁠ hard against the‌⁠ floating barrier, unable​‍‌ to advance.

“Look‌​​ at that. Turns‍‍ out you’ve got⁠⁠ two personalities in‌‌‍ one body, huh?”​

Yu‍⁠​ Sein gave a strained smile, though‌ her hand shook⁠⁠​ visibly. Then, for‌​⁠ a moment, she​⁠ diverted her gaze⁠‌ from Chloe and‍ looked at me.⁠

“Two⁠ personalities in one​ body. Huginn and‌​⁠ Muninn—the ravens of‌​ Thought and Memory.”​

Yu‍‍‌ Sein forced a benign smile and​ spoke to Chaerina.‍‍‍

“This​‌⁠ should be enough‍‌ to justify narrative​ credibility, don’t you​ think?”

“You…​ your identity…”

Even⁠ Chaerina looked visibly‍‍ shocked.

“We’ll‍‍ leave introductions… huff‌‍ for later, okay?‍ Lot to say​ about script coherence.​ huff And we’ve‍‌ still got three⁠ events after Ragnarok,​ right? If we⁠​‌ kick off like‍⁠ this in Act⁠‍ One, what’s left‍ for the grand⁠‍⁠ finale?”

“You’re…⁠‌ the serpent.”

A shredded voice, as‌ if her vocal‌⁠​ cords had broken.‌‍

“That‍ black-haired type has‌ no interest in‌⁠​ the universe’s laws,‌‌​ but I… reading​ the world’s manual‌ is literally my‌‍‍ job. And that⁠ manual can only⁠⁠ be read by⁠‍ someone reincarnated like​ me—didn’t you know?”‍‌​

“…That…”‍‍

“From​​ the start, the‌⁠‌ three of us⁠ were forcibly suppressed,‌ violating all logic⁠‍​ of the world.‍‌​ Huff So if​‍ you spill more‍‌‍ celestial secrets here,​ this is going​⁠ to collapse. Ugh,​​⁠ what a nuisance.‌ Anyway, better fall‍‌​ asleep for a bit.”

Yu​ Sein moved her‌⁠​ pale lips again.‍

“Obliviate.”​⁠

Chaerina’s⁠⁠ eyelashes fluttered before⁠ closing. As her​‌​ half-lidded eyes rolled‌ upward, Yu Sein‍ summoned a floor⁠‍⁠ barrier to support‍ her.

‘She⁠‌ neutralized her with⁠‍‌ just one word.’⁠‌⁠

Finally,‍⁠‍ Yu Sein turned⁠ to Chloe.

“Amor​ Aeternus.”

“…Ah,‌‌‌ ah…”

Chloe’s​‌ eyes, which until‌⁠⁠ then had been‍⁠​ trying to break⁠‌‌ the barrier with​​‌ fierce intent, clouded‍ over.

She‌‍ blinked and, like‌​ Chaerina, ended by‍‍‍ closing her eyes.‍‍

Drip,⁠‍⁠ drip.

The⁠‌​ peaceful sound of‍‍ the fountain returned‍ to fill the‌ air.

“Ugh,⁠‌‍ I’m dying, I’m‍ dying…”

Yu⁠‌ Sein leaned back,⁠‍ hands on her⁠‌​ hips, stretching her​ torso backward.

After‍‍ a few complaints,‌​‍ she turned toward​⁠‍ me.

“Kang‍‍​ Geom-Ma, you are‌​‌ a man full‍ of sins.”

I shook my head.​⁠​

“In⁠​‍ many ways…”

***‌

We‍ decided to leave‍‍ the two unconscious‌‌‌ girls in Speedweapon’s​⁠​ care.

He⁠​ came running barefoot,‌​⁠ his hair a complete mess.

He‌‌‍ didn’t look reliable,​‍ but we had‌‌ ten years of‌‌ friendship behind us.⁠​‌

He​‌⁠ didn’t need me​‌​ to say anything.‌⁠​

Speedweapon‌ understood immediately and‍⁠‌ brought reinforcements to‍ carry Chloe and‌ Chaerina on stretchers.⁠‍‍

Both⁠ were deeply asleep,​​ showing no signs⁠ of waking, which‌​​ made the transport‌​‌ easier.

After⁠⁠ cleaning up the‌⁠ scene, I moved⁠‌⁠ with Yu Sein‌⁠‍ to another location.⁠​‌ With my lightning⁠ magic, we left‌ Parsy and settled​ on a mountaintop‌‍ in the Alps.⁠⁠⁠

The‌ snow stung the‌⁠ skin.

“No​‍ one will hear‌ us here. It’s⁠ perfect.”

“Aren’t⁠ you cold?”

“Do⁠ you think a possessed and a reincarnated person fear‌ the cold?”

Yu​​ Sein chanted a spell.

“Luce‍ in altis.”

A golden barrier enveloped⁠ a three-meter radius.⁠​ Inside, it felt​ warm and cozy,‌ like being back⁠ in the womb.‍‌

“……”​

That‌ comfort sent me‍‌ into a bit‌‍​ of a crisis.⁠​

‘What⁠​ the hell are​‌​ we doing?’

•••⁠‍

Not‌ even on a night of madness⁠⁠ had so much​ happened. Everything had​ exploded in just​⁠​ a few hours.‌

‘And⁠ to make things​​ worse, the memories‌​ are evaporating in​ real-time…’

The‌ more I try‌‌ to hold on,‌ the more they⁠ slip through my⁠⁠‌ fingers like sand.​‍

This⁠⁠‌ is insane.

Yu‍‌ Sein, though exhausted,​ glanced at me‌‌ with a blank‍‌ expression. Then she‍ gave my shoulder⁠ a couple of‌‍ light taps.

“I‍‍‌ recommend you forget‌​ it all. That​ was something you‍ weren’t supposed to​‍‍ see or hear.‌⁠ That girl just‍⁠ made a mistake⁠‌ in her rush.”​​

“But‌⁠​ why is everyone​‌⁠ in such a hurry? Tell me,⁠ I’m going crazy.”‍⁠

Yu​⁠‍ Sein answered colder⁠ than the Alpine​‍ snow.

“I‍‌‍ already told you—it⁠​⁠ breaks narrative plausibility.​⁠‌ Believe me, I want to tell⁠⁠‍ you with all⁠‌ my heart. But⁠​‍ if I do,‍​ the entire tree‍​ of possibilities collapses.”​

“What‍‍ are you, Doctor‍ Strange or something?”‍​‍

“What?​ You saw that⁠ movie too? Damn…​‌⁠ I got pulled‍‌‌ in right before⁠⁠​ I could watch⁠⁠​ it!”

On‍​ a pristine Alpine‌ mountaintop, two beings⁠⁠​ from another world‌‍‍ were having a ridiculous conversation.

“Anyway,‌ Kang Geom-Ma, just⁠‌⁠ focus on the​ exchange match. The​ next trial is⁠‍‍ Sköll and Hati.”​

“And​⁠ of course, the‍⁠⁠ reason you can’t‍​⁠ speak clearly is‌ also narrative coherence‍ and suppression, right?”‍

“Wow!⁠​ After being around‍⁠ this noona, you’re​​ already starting to​‍⁠ understand things better.”‌

Should‌⁠⁠ I hit her?‌‌

“I​ left clues here​​ and there. Try‌‍ to figure them​⁠ out. Rack your​​ brain with your‌‌ friends.”

“Not​ just my friends.‍ Yu Sein, they’re​ yours too.”

“Friends…?​ Ah, right.”

She‍ rolled those two​ syllables around on​​ her tongue while​⁠‍ tapping her forehead‌‍‌ with her knuckles‌‍‍ and sticking out‍⁠ her tongue.

“I’m‍‌⁠ so scatterbrained.”

Yu‌⁠ Sein raised her‍‌ face with a slight smile. Then‌ she closed her‌ eyes and let‍‌ the moonlight bathe⁠ her completely.

“Don’t‌ worry about the​ redhead or the⁠​⁠ pretty one for​‌ now. I’ll handle⁠‌⁠ them. I can’t‍ tell you the‍⁠​ details yet, but​​ they’re essential.”

“…Got⁠ it.”

“And‌ by the way,‌⁠ treat the redhead‌ well. You don’t‌​‌ know this, but​⁠‌ that girl has⁠‌ really supported you‍‌​ with everything she​‌ has. Good heavens,​ don’t forgive this‌‍ man’s sins! He’s​‍ Satan, Satan!”

“……”​‌​

I hadn’t noticed, but‍‍⁠ the haze that​⁠​ had covered the‌‌​ full moon had‌‌⁠ already cleared.

***⁠

“Hmm,‌​⁠ such nice weather,‌⁠ ahh…”

A place close to‍‌ the sky.

At‌ five thousand meters⁠⁠⁠ above sea level,‌‌ I didn’t look‍‌⁠ up at the‌⁠‍ sky.

I just silently watched⁠ Yu Sein, bathed​ in moonlight.

‘You’re‌‍ fighting your own​ battles too.’

And‍​ me, Kang Geom-Ma?​‌​

I was just running‍ away. Making excuses⁠‍ with cheap reasoning⁠⁠⁠ that I now⁠​⁠ had more responsibilities.​ It was a moment when I missed the recklessness‌​ of youth.

‘If‍⁠ something happens…’

Slide.⁠⁠​

I brushed the lapel‌ of the black​ coat Abel gave​‍ me with my⁠⁠⁠ thumb.

I felt its stiff‌‍​ texture beneath my‍‌ fingertips.

My‍‍​ true master. The‍‌ moonlight that guides​⁠ me.

The⁠ two sashimi blades​ comforted me.

As⁠ if saying don’t​​ be afraid—even if‍ the end of​ the world comes,‍​ as always, they​‍ will be with⁠‍‍ me.

An‍‍ hour later, I completely forgot “what​⁠ I had just​ experienced.”

Though⁠⁠ it wasn’t a total erasure; it‌‍⁠ lingered on the‌ surface of my‍ consciousness like residue.‌⁠​

I never imagined that‍​ even that—

Would​‍ become useful someday.‌‌‍

==​ ==

[Until‌‌‍ the ■■ of‌‌‍ □□□ (0/4)]

[Completion‌ Reward: [¿ ? ¿]]

==⁠​ ==

It‌‍ came back like​‍ a boomerang, in‌‍ the form of​ a status window.‌‍‍

***⁠‍‌

The‍ second trial became⁠⁠⁠ the center of​​‍ attention.

After⁠ the dopamine overload‍ caused by the⁠ flag war, viewers​ were completely hooked‍ on the exchange​​‌ event.

People​ eagerly awaited the‌​ next episode. It⁠⁠ was frustrating that‌⁠ it didn’t come‍‍⁠ out all at‌ once like on‌⁠⁠ Xflix.

One‍ day later.

ⓐ Invincible Sami: It’s​ starteeed!

Under‍‌⁠ everyone’s watchful eyes,​‌ the hero Himik⁠ revealed the name⁠⁠ of the next‍‍ trial to the⁠⁠‍ world.

Its⁠‍​ name: Sköll and​⁠⁠ Hati.

The‍ names of the​ brother wolves from⁠ Norse mythology.

Many‍‌‌ theories circulated online.‍‌‍

They​ said it wasn’t⁠⁠ a twin wolf⁠​ race or a three-legged race. Half-joking,‌​‌ half-serious.

…I​‌ knew it.

ⓐ Invincible Sami: A chariot race!? Seriously!?⁠

We‌‌ were still in​‌ the 21st century,‌ after all.

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