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The Academy’s Sashimi Sword Master Chapter 341: Tradition of the Inter-Academy Tournament (4)

Chapter 341: Tradition of the Inter-Academy Tournament (4)

Not⁠‌‌ just the audience,‍ even the president‍ of the association,‍‍ Sung Yuchang, couldn’t⁠ hide his astonishment.‍‍

Everyone​‍⁠ was shocked because‍​⁠ not even for​​​ a second had​ such an idea​⁠‍ crossed their minds.‌​​

The‌ “Sköll and Hati”‍ race had originally​‌⁠ been conceived as⁠ a test to‍‌‌ measure synchronization between‌ master and disciple.⁠‍

‘When‌⁠‌ I first heard‍​ it… I thought‍‌‍ Saint Yu Sein’s‍‌ proposal was just​‌‌ a blatant attempt‌‍​ to mock the​ Heavenly Sword.’

But…‌‍ what the hell?⁠

The‌‍ chariot carrying Heavenly‍‌ Sword and Victoria​​⁠ was moving.

It⁠‍​ wasn’t exactly a smooth ride, but‍‌ the two wolves⁠‌​ were pulling the​ chariot with all​ their might, panting⁠ as if their⁠‍‍ lives depended on⁠‌ it.

What⁠‌​ once looked like​ bears were now⁠ slowly slimming down,⁠​ regaining their form‍‍‌ as wild wolves.‍⁠

To‌‍ survive. To avoid⁠​⁠ being sacrificed by‌‌​ the Heavenly Sword.‍⁠​

Sköll‍​‍ and Hati summoned​​‍ every last drop​​ of energy to‌ desperately move their‌​ paws.

It‌‍‍ looked like their​​ legs might snap‍⁠⁠ at any moment.‌​‌

The‍‌​ irreverent scene brought⁠ about a brief​⁠ silence.

Of​​ course, it didn’t‍⁠ last long.

***​‌‌

“Yeeeeees!⁠⁠‍ I trusted you,​‌ Heavenly Sword! I knew you’d show‌‌​ us something different!”⁠

“Exactly!‌ Running like crazy​ isn’t the only​‌⁠ exciting thing! This​​‌ is what I wanted! This is​ what I wanteeeeed!!”‌‌​

The​ air was buzzing⁠⁠ with intensity.

As‌‌ the atmosphere heated⁠ up around him,​⁠‌ Sung Yuchang glanced​‌ at Speedweapon, who​ was sitting beside‍⁠​ him, and seeing​‌​ him smiling, he⁠‍‌ spoke.

“Did⁠ you know Heavenly‌‌ Sword was going​​​ to do this?”⁠

“Of‍‍​ course not. Talking‌ privately about a test is a clear violation of⁠⁠ the rules. As‍‍ you know well,​‌‌ Mr. President, I’m⁠‍‌ not that kind​ of person.”

“Hmm…‍ I suppose you’re‌‍‌ right. I only‌ asked because you‌‌ look too calm.”⁠‍

“Haha.”​‍⁠

Speedweapon‍‍ shrugged and laughed.‌‍​

“I‍​‌ guess the difference‌‍⁠ in perspective is⁠​ inevitable. You’ve been‍‌ with the President​​​ for quite a while, but your‍ reaction is completely‍ different from mine.”⁠

“Nothing⁠ I can do.⁠ A bureaucrat like‍ me can’t go‍‌ around being friends⁠⁠‍ with Heavenly Sword⁠‍‍ like you.”

“I⁠ didn’t mean it‍⁠‌ that way.”

Speedweapon⁠​ firmly shook his‍‍ head, his expression‍‍ hardening.

The⁠ relaxed look vanished‍ from his face.‌‌​

He⁠​​ fixed his serious‍‌ gaze on the‍ war chariot carrying​‌​ Kang Geom-Ma and‌ spoke.

“Everyone‌‌‍ sees the President‍ as someone transcendental,‍ an existence beyond‍‌⁠ human. But he’s‍ not like that.⁠‍ He’s simpler than‍‍​ he seems. If‌⁠ I were like‍​‌ what everyone says⁠‍‌ he is, I’d‌⁠‍ do whatever I wanted without thinking‌ of the consequences.‌‍ Because there’d be‍⁠ nothing to fear.”‍​‌

…Doesn’t⁠⁠ Heavenly Sword already‌‍‌ do that?

But‍ Sung Yuchang understood​⁠ what Speedweapon meant‌ and listened in‌ silence.

“The‍‍ President, Kang Geom-Ma,‌‌‍ doesn’t just charge‍ forward. He’s the‌⁠ strongest in the⁠‌ world, yet he‍‌⁠ has a surprisingly⁠​‍ broad perspective. He‌⁠‌ pretends otherwise, but⁠​‍ he’s always looking⁠ out for those‍ around him.”

“I⁠‍​ agree.”

Sung‍‍ Yuchang absentmindedly toyed‍‌ with the fingers⁠⁠ of his prosthetic‌ arm.

Even⁠‍ after the Joaquin‌⁠ disaster, all he‍⁠ had lost from‌ nearly dying were‍ an arm and⁠ a leg. That‌​‌ was thanks to⁠‌​ Heavenly Sword saving​ him.

“For​​⁠ someone that strong,⁠‌ looking after others‍‍ requires strategies that‍‍ normal people wouldn’t⁠ even think of.‌‌​ And this moment‍ is a perfect⁠ example of that.”‍​‌

“You⁠⁠⁠ mean… mistreating the​ wolves?”

“Haha,‍ President, you’re always​​⁠ so straightforward.”

Speedweapon​⁠⁠ smiled. He returned‍​‌ his focus to‌​ the race and​‍‍ murmured in a low voice.

“One‌ day, I should‍ be by your‍ side too. Damn‍​ it right now,​‍ I envy the⁠ princess beside him.”‌‌⁠

Ten‌‍ years ago, on‍ the day the‌ Demonic Siren appeared,‍⁠ Kang Geom-Ma turned​ his back on⁠‍ his squad.

And‍‍‌ it wasn’t a negative metaphor—it was‌ literal. In a moment of crisis,​ he moved forward.⁠⁠

And​​ he didn’t even⁠‌‌ think about how​ to eliminate the​⁠ enemy.

He‌ only thought about⁠⁠ how to protect‍ his own.

That’s​⁠ why no one‌ fit the title⁠‌ of “hero” better⁠ than Kang Geom-Ma.​‌‌

‘You’re‌ different from me.’​

At⁠‍⁠ that moment, his⁠ gaze met that‍‌⁠ of a golden-haired‍‍ youth in the⁠⁠‍ royal gallery.

He‍‌ shone so brightly​​​ it was as⁠ if he were‍‌⁠ covered in gold​ dust, standing out‍‌‌ among the crowd.⁠⁠​

‘Isn’t⁠‍ that right, Leon?’​

Leon​⁠ captivated people with⁠​‍ his humanity. But​ his view of‍ Kang Geom-Ma wasn’t​‍ so different from‍‍ Speedweapon’s.

Leon⁠​ always tried to‍‌⁠ make the best​ decision in critical​​‌ situations.

The⁠‌ opposite of Kang⁠‍ Geom-Ma, who focused​‌ on preventing the​ worst.

‘Back‌ then maybe even​⁠ earlier, the President‌⁠ was already looking‍‌ in a different​ direction than the​ rest of us.’‌

As⁠‌‍ if he had‍​​ come from another​ world.

A man shaped by‌‍ an existence that⁠‍‌ loved only this‌ world among the‍ infinite threads of‍ the universe.

The‌​​ President was different.‍‍

And​​ even so, Speedweapon⁠​ longed to share​ his vision.

He⁠​ clenched his jaw​⁠‌ tightly.

To⁠ him, Kang Geom-Ma⁠‌‌ was an invaluable‍⁠‍ friend and the​‌‌ ideal hero he​ had always admired.‌

***⁠‌⁠

We‍‍⁠ barely managed to​‌ catch up to‍‌ Parsy’s war chariot.‌⁠ A 20-meter gap‌​ was still something‍‌‌ we could close.‌⁠

If​ the wolves pushed⁠⁠​ just a bit‍ more.

“Kyekyekyeng!”​‌

“Kerrrrrk…”‍

Their‍⁠‌ howls pierced my​‌‍ eardrums like toothpicks.⁠

I know it’s shameless‍​ to say it​‍ myself, but the​ wolves were giving​⁠‌ it their all.‌ They had nothing‌ left to squeeze​‌ out.

‘The‍ difference between Victoria⁠ and me…’

If⁠‍ the princess had⁠ a blessing that⁠⁠ could read thoughts,‌‌‌ she might’ve gotten‍ hurt, so I’d⁠‌ better not say‍⁠​ anything.

“(Please,‍‌ save us.)”

“(We’re‍⁠‍ going to die⁠ like this!)”

Those‌ two lumps of⁠ iron, the Sun‌ and the Moon,⁠‌ weighed at least​ several dozen tons.‌ Judging by their⁠ appearance, these wolves‍​ were beasts brought‌‌‌ from Gehenna.

But​ even so, completing⁠ a lap pulling​ that weight was⁠‌‌ impossible.

If‍ they could manage‌ it, I’d give⁠⁠ them Churu until​‍⁠ they burst.

Well,‌‌ isn’t Churu for⁠‌ cats? I’ve never​​ raised one. Whatever.‌‌​

We​‍ had to accept‌‌ the situation as⁠ it was. This‌‍‍ improvised fix would‍‌ only last a lap.

In‍​ the end, either‌ I or Victoria—or‍‍ maybe both—would have‍‍ to make up‌‍​ the power gap​‍‌ to win.

At‌ the very least,⁠‍⁠ I had to‍⁠⁠ say I was‍ doing my part.​ Compressing my power​‍‌ inward wasn’t as⁠⁠ easy as it​⁠‌ sounded.

‘If‍‍ it were easy,​ I’d have fixed⁠‍ my personal messes​‌‌ already!’

I was applying pressure‍‍ from above, but‌ it was like​ juice splattering everywhere.⁠‌​ Like trying to‍ clean and making​ more of a mess. If I let go, we’d‍​ lose.

If‌​⁠ I tried to⁠​‌ contain it, it‌ overwhelmed me. There⁠ was no clear‌⁠‌ answer for now.‍‍‌

I must’ve tugged the‌⁠ reins accidentally. Sköll⁠‌ and Hati crashed​ into an invisible‍ wall—my grip strength—and‍ the chariot jolted⁠​​ violently like it‍‌ had hit a pothole.

I glanced sideways in‍​ guilt. Victoria waved⁠​ her hand as⁠‍⁠ if to say‍ it was okay.‌

Though‌​⁠ dripping in sweat,⁠‍⁠ she only looked​ straight ahead. It​‌ seemed like she​⁠⁠ was trying to​ find her own​ way to overcome‍⁠ this.

「Parsy’s‍ chariot has completed‌​ its first lap!」‍‍

「But​‌ Joaquin’s is not‍‍ far behind! Oh,‍ oh, just now‌‍ Joaquin’s chariot completes‌​ its first lap⁠ as well.」

「Mmm,⁠ but the wolves​​‍ seem completely exhausted.」​

「Ladies‌‍‌ and gentlemen! Now​​ it truly begins!‌​​ Stay tuned to‌ the channel! Keep⁠‌ your eyes on‍ it!」

I ignored the outdated,​‌‍ cringey phrasing and‍ focused on our‌ current situation.

Thick‍​⁠ dust blanketed our‌​ vision, which, confusingly,‌ turned out to​ be a bit‍ of help.

Keep⁠ a cool head.⁠​ We were both⁠⁠ seeking our own‌‍‌ solutions. But suddenly,‌​ I realized that‌ wasn’t right.

Even⁠‍ if only temporarily,​⁠ I was Victoria’s⁠⁠ master. But the‌ problem was that​‍‌ I wasn’t good‌ at teaching.

‘What​​‍ can I do?’‌

Think,‍ Kang Geom-Ma.

Rrrrraaaaaarrrrrrrr.‍‌

The⁠⁠ sound of the‍‌‌ wheels grated on‍ us like a storm. Annoying, but‌‌‌ unavoidable. Just an​‍‌ excuse.

After​⁠⁠ all, Parsy was​‍⁠ enduring it too.‍‍‌

“Princess‍‍ Victoria.”

She​ quickly looked up.⁠‌ I chose my​⁠ words carefully before‌‌‌ speaking. Even if​​​ it meant getting‌‌ a mouthful of‌ sand, I had‍⁠ to say it.⁠⁠

‘I,‌‍​ a useless teacher,​⁠ the only thing⁠ I can do‌‌ is…’

It’s​​‍ motivating.

“I⁠ don’t think our⁠ goal is to​‍ close the power⁠⁠ gap right now.‌ I doubt Yu‍ Sein, who proposed⁠‍ this event, made‍‍‌ it that simple.”⁠‍

Yu‌ Sein had hidden⁠ riddles in every‍‌ trial at this‍‌⁠ academy.

It‍‍ wasn’t just about⁠ winning or losing.‍​ Losing this ridiculous‌ event didn’t really‍ matter.

Well,⁠ I won’t lose,‍‍ but that’s not‍‍ the point.

With‍ dry lips, I spoke while pushing​⁠ Sköll and Hati⁠⁠ to their limit.‍​

“Power‍​​ isn’t just physical​⁠‍ strength.”

“Then…”​‍

“This⁠ is just my‌⁠‍ own take, but​​ I divide my‌​​ power into three⁠⁠‌ mind, body, and‌‍​ armament.”

I felt a little‍ guilty. I had​​‌ basically quoted the‍​‌ descriptions from the⁠​ Blessing of the​‌ Sword God as‌⁠ if they were⁠⁠⁠ my own thoughts.⁠

A silent apology to‍​⁠ Yu Sein, who‌‍ had configured my‍⁠‌ interface.

“Mind…​‍⁠ body… and armament…”‍​​

“Let’s‌‌‍ try elimination. Can​‍⁠ we close the​‍⁠ physical gap right​‍ now?”

She‍⁠⁠ shook her head.​⁠‍

“As‌‌ for armament, though‌​ it’s ambiguous here,⁠​ let’s assume the‌‌ chariot is our‌⁠‍ weapon. Then we’re‍ almost on equal⁠⁠⁠ footing—or at least⁠ not far behind.”⁠‍‌

“Kekekekeng!”‍‍⁠

A bark sounded ahead‌⁠ and the chariot‌ suddenly sped up.⁠‌‌

Sköll⁠⁠‌ and Hati, offended‌⁠‍ by my words,‍ bolted as if⁠​ to prove their‌‍​ worth.

Unplanned,‍​ but a welcome‌​ result. It wouldn’t‌‍ last long, but​ we had quickly​ entered striking distance.​​​

“W-what?‌ Why are they‍‌ speeding up!?” Edward⁠ panicked.

In‌ these kinds of​⁠‌ races or games,⁠​ item RNG is‍⁠​ everything. Who could⁠‍‌ he blame for‌​ a bad roll?‍

Wuaaaaaaaaaaaaa!​⁠

“Run,‍⁠ puppies! Run faster!”​⁠‌

“Me⁠‍⁠ too! I wanna⁠⁠ be Kang Geom-Ma’s‍⁠‍ dog! Treat me⁠​ rough like that​​ too!”

The⁠‍ crowd’s cheers, which⁠⁠‍ had almost faded,‌​ came roaring back.​​‌ We also bought‌ ourselves some time.​

Back​‍‍ to the main⁠‍‌ point.

“What‌‍⁠ we have left​ is the ‘mind.’⁠ The only thing‍‍​ we can enhance‌ right now is‌ the mind. Wipe‌ away whatever you⁠⁠ can’t overcome immediately,⁠ Victoria.”

“How‍⁠‍ do you raise‍​ your mental strength⁠⁠ just like that?”​‌

“The‌ process of figuring‍ that out is⁠‍​ part of mental‌‍⁠ strength too. That’s⁠ what I’d say⁠ if this were⁠​ a motivational seminar,​​ but given the‌ situation, I’ll give‌ you a tip.”‍​​

This‍‍‌ is just my‌​ personal experience.

“My⁠⁠‌ childhood had a lot of ups‍‍ and downs. To⁠‌⁠ be honest, I nearly went astray.⁠‍‍ My mind was‍‍⁠ unstable.”

My⁠ eyes traced the‍‍ past.

The​ dust around me⁠‌⁠ shifted like a screen, displaying scenes‌ from my youth.‍‌

“That’s​ when I met​ my teacher—someone venerable‍⁠ to me. He​​‍ beat me up​‌ and threatened me.​ But I learned.⁠‌ Not just about⁠​‍ swords and stuff,⁠ but… ‘I can‍⁠ change too. Depending‍‍ on who I meet. If I meet good people,⁠‍‌ I can become⁠ someone good.’”

“……”​

“And⁠‌‍ when I enrolled‍‍⁠ at Joaquin Academy,‍⁠ that idea became‍‍‍ a conviction. When‌‍ I was about‍‌ to fall apart,​ it was my‌‍ friends and the​⁠‌ instructors who grounded‍ me. It was⁠‌ all thanks to⁠ those relationships.”

I smiled faintly and⁠‌ turned my head.⁠​​

“I​‍ don’t know what‌ kind of life‍​⁠ you’ve had, princess,​ but I’m sure‍‍‌ you’ve had meaningful‌‌ or special encounters.‌‌‍ Even if you‍ didn’t meet them,‌ people who inspired​‍‍ you. Think of‍‌ them.”

“Meaningful​‌‌ encounters…”

“And​‌⁠ even though I’ve⁠‍ only lived ten‍ years more than‍ you, I feel​⁠⁠ like coincidences don’t‌ exist.”

The‍⁠ pages of my‍‌ memories flipped one​‌ by one. In‍​‌ all of them,‌⁠ I was always‍ with someone. There‌​⁠ was no longer‌⁠ a trace of⁠‍ the child who‌ wandered alone in​⁠‌ his past life.‍‍

“To​ me, coincidences… are‌‍ connections.”

I said to Victoria.‍

“Princess…”​

And‌⁠ to myself.

“Thanks‌ to those encounters,‌⁠⁠ my mind is⁠‌​ stronger than it⁠​​ was yesterday. So⁠​⁠ you should do‌‌​ the same.”

“Kang‌‍‌ Geom-Ma…”

Victoria‍‍​ took a determined⁠ step. I handed​‍‌ her the reins‌‍‌ and gave her‍​⁠ my seat.

Then​ something strange happened.‍

As​‌ soon as she‍‌⁠ took the reins,‍ the chariot accelerated.‌​ The unsteady rhythm⁠ of Sköll and​ Hati also stabilized.‍⁠‍

That‍‍‌ could only mean‌ one thing.

“Thank‌‌ you.”

Our‍ connection had strengthened.​ As a result,​‌​ the burden on‍‌‌ Sköll and Hati⁠ lightened.

They⁠⁠ had been forced‍‍‌ to run one​ and a half⁠⁠​ laps around a field larger than⁠⁠ a stadium, so​ with that load‍‍⁠ eased, they howled‌​ with joy.

Catching‍​​ up to Parsy​ was just a matter of time.⁠​

“…Don’t⁠ call me princess.​ Just Victoria. That’s​ enough.”

“I’ll⁠‌⁠ do that.”

“And‍​​ also, stop speaking​​ formally.”

“That…‍⁠ I’ll try, depending‌‌ on the situation.”‍​⁠

At⁠ that moment, the‍‍⁠ dust before us‍‍ cleared. And with​‌ it, my memories‍‍​ flowed too.

But​⁠‌ I didn’t feel⁠​ sad. Because there​​ were my friends,​​⁠ my family.

The‍ people who made‌ me strong.

They‍ are the blessing⁠​‍ I’ve received.

They‌‍ are the light⁠‍‌ of Kang Geom-Ma.​

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