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The Academy’s Sashimi Sword Master Chapter 354: Nightmare (1)

Chapter 354: Nightmare (1)

According‍⁠‍ to the original‌⁠​ schedule, the exchange‍‌​ program was supposed‍‌⁠ to end with​ a festival, organized‍⁠​ under the direction‍‍ of Parsy Academy.​

From​‌‌ the very beginning,⁠​⁠ this event had‌​ been an exchange‍ where Parsy tricked‍⁠ Joaquin into participating.⁠

Although‍‍‌ it all started⁠ due to some‍ impulsive actions by⁠​‍ Abel and me…‌‌‍

In⁠​ any case, the‌‍‍ absolute influence was⁠​ Joaquin’s, but the⁠ official perspective was‌‍ Parsy’s.

That’s‌‍​ why the opening‌ of the festival‍‌‌ also belonged to‍‌​ Parsy Academy.

Strictly‌‍ speaking, Joaquin had⁠ merely agreed to⁠‌​ take part in‌⁠‌ that “entertainment” that‌‍ brought him no‌ benefit.

But⁠ in the end.​

The‌‌‍ festival was canceled.​⁠‍ Parsy Academy didn’t⁠ even get to‍​ launch the fireworks.⁠‌​

A golem suddenly appeared—but‌ that was the‌‌⁠ least of it.⁠‌‍

An‍ unknown enemy that‌ enraged both heaven​‍ and earth, Ragnarok,‌‍ announced the end‍‌ of the world.⁠

Very‍ few beings can‌ bring about such⁠‌ an end. But‍⁠‌ what everyone had‌ to acknowledge was⁠ that this power‍ far surpassed that⁠‌⁠ of the former‌​ “Corps Commanders.”

That​​⁠ was thanks to‌‌ the TV channels​​‍ capturing the entire‌ beginning and end‍‌‌ of the incident‌ with their cameras.‍

Their‍ professionalism went beyond⁠‍ admirable duty.

I don’t know how‌‌⁠ they ended up‍ in that disaster,​‍​ but there they⁠ were.

‘Of‌‍‌ course, even after‍⁠ becoming the Heavenly⁠‌ Sword, the media‍‌ and reporters kept⁠‌⁠ chasing me like​‍​ hyenas.’

In‍‌‌ any case, thanks‍​​ to that journalistic⁠‌⁠ spirit, the whole‍⁠ world came to​⁠‌ understand the gravity⁠​⁠ of the situation.​​‌

Everyone‌ saw just how‌⁠‌ disastrous things were⁠‌​ at Parsy Academy.‌​

And‍ even though the‍ final festival was⁠‍‍ canceled, no one‌ dared to complain.‍​

Still,⁠​‌ the hype of​‍​ the event needed‍‌‍ to be released​⁠‍ somehow.

And​‌‌ there was no⁠‍‌ better place for‍‌‍ that than online‌ communities.

There,‌‌‍ a different kind‌‌⁠ of festival was‍ taking place—a more‍ toned-down one, given‌ Parsy’s tragedy.

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Title:‌​ Why those giants‌ are stronger than⁠⁠ the Second Corps​​‌ Commander Kuarne

– First of all,‍ I think everything‌ was over the​‍​ moment the Heavenly‌⁠‌ Sword barely managed⁠​ to last twenty‌‍ seconds. No doubt‍‌ about it.

But​ the real issue⁠ in this “Parsy​​​ Tragedy” was that,​ if not for‍​ the help of⁠​⁠ other heroes, even⁠‌ the Heavenly Sword‌⁠ wouldn’t have been​‌‍ able to stop‍​⁠ Parsy from becoming⁠⁠ a shattered, forgotten‍⁠‌ academy in just‌‍ ten years.

At​⁠⁠ this point, anyone​ who doesn’t know‍‍ he’s the only‌ one capable of‌⁠⁠ suppressing the entire​ magic sword system​⁠ is either playing‌ dumb or downright‌ ignorant.

Heavenly‌⁠ Sword carefully controls‍⁠‌ what he reveals​ and what he‍‌ doesn’t, holding back⁠ just in case‍​ of emergencies.

In‍⁠ the end, it’s‍‍‌ thanks to that⁠⁠⁠ one existence called⁠⁠ “Heavenly Sword” that⁠ the academy system​⁠ doesn’t collapse.

Which‌​⁠ means that unless​ you’re him, nothing​‍‍ else works against⁠ those monsters.

Damn,‍ just summarize it.⁠​‍

ㄴ1.‌‌ Basically, a guy⁠ who matches the​ Heavenly Sword showed​‍​ up and took⁠ on the entire​​ hero community solo.⁠​

ㄴ2.⁠ And it looks‌‍ like he’s not‌⁠ the only one.‌‍

ㄴ3.​‍ So, what the⁠ hell do we⁠‌ do?

ㄴWe’re⁠ screwed. Thanks.

ㄴㄴThanks.⁠​

I agree with the​⁠​ author. This isn’t​⁠‍ something to be​‌​ taken lightly.

ㄴBut‍‌ what can we‍ even do?

ㄴI​‍‌ guess trust the‌‍ heroes and support⁠‌ them.

ㄴHmm…‌⁠​ to that extent?​‍‍ In the end,⁠ they’re just charging‍‍ a fortune for⁠ their work.

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But‍ there’s a blind‌‍‍ spot all of‍ you are missing.​‌

ㄴ?‍​

ㄴ22.‌‍⁠

ㄴ333.⁠‍

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– No one doubts​‍ that the Heavenly​‌ Sword is strong.⁠ But listen… what​ if that guy‍​⁠ one day decides‌‌ to turn his‌‍ back on humanity?⁠

What​‍​ would we do‌‍ then?

ㄴNext‌​ comment: Mass-report the​‌‍ anti-HeavenlySword post.

ㄴThere​ are always morons‍ like this. Can’t‌‍ we trace their‍ IP?

ㄴSend​ him to another​‍‍ universe.

ㄴJust⁠ the thought gives⁠‍ me chills… Heavenly‍‍ Sword betraying humanity.⁠‍ I don’t think​ we could handle​ it.

ㄴHonestly,​‌‍ I’ve thought that⁠ too. Everyone saw⁠​⁠ what happened. Even⁠ his form completely⁠‌ changed… doesn’t that‌​⁠ look a little‍​ too familiar?

ㄴYou‍⁠ mean the demon⁠‍ king from those‍‌⁠ old fairy tales?​‍

ㄴNot‍‌‌ fairy tales, I mean mythology, you‍ idiot.

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– …This is a bit of a late question, but⁠‍ come to think‍ of it, are⁠​ we really sure⁠ the power Heavenly⁠‌ Sword uses is​‌ actually a “Blessing”?⁠⁠‍

ㄴHe’s‌⁠⁠ using lightning and⁠ all kinds of​ stuff, it doesn’t​ even fit the‌​‍ hero category anymore.‍‌

ㄴHe’s‌ too strong, so‍‌ we just let​⁠​ it slide.

ㄴThen…​​ what the hell‍‌ is Heavenly Sword?​‍⁠

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“The⁠⁠‍ greatest thief of⁠ all time!”

ㄴ?‌​

ㄴThe⁠‍‍ man who stole​‌ it all: the‍​‌ Sword and the‌ Gold.

ㄴHeavenly​⁠​ Sword, I wanted⁠ to be you!!​‌

……End……‌​

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***‌​​

“…What…⁠‌​ is this…?”

Balor​ Joaquin (real name⁠​ Ho Ah-Hyun, age​​​ 53) was watching‌‌​ YouTube videos of⁠‍⁠ his disciple’s feats.‌

Up​ until that point,​‌‌ he had managed​ to stay composed.​

But‍ deep down, his‍‍ heart had skipped​ a beat.

He‌‍ hadn’t imagined his​ disciple had already‍‌⁠ mastered that power⁠​ to such an​‍‌ extent.

And‌‌ on top of⁠‌‌ that, he was‍ using Lycan’s lightning​ magic at the‍‌⁠ same time.

He​ had reached the‍‌ pinnacle of Mu⁠⁠‍ (武, martial technique).‌

It​ felt like just⁠⁠‌ yesterday when his‌‌​ disciple was learning​​‌ to swing a sword while taking‍‍ hits to the​ back.

Now,⁠⁠⁠ as a master,​‍ he felt a mix of pride⁠‍‍ and melancholy at​⁠⁠ that dazzling growth.⁠

In‍​ any case, Kang⁠ Geom-Ma’s performance against‍‌‌ the “End Ragnarok”​‍​ was understandable.

‘I⁠‌​ had already seen​ his potential long⁠ ago…’

Ho⁠​⁠ Ah-Hyun had sensed⁠‍ it the moment‌⁠ he saw those​​ dark eyes.

The⁠ fact that Balor‌ Joaquin used the‍‌ “Ring Eye” to⁠⁠⁠ consume both his​​‍ life and Lycan’s⁠‌ and send them​‌ to this world⁠ had been the⁠​‍ most important decision‍​‌ of his life.‌​‌

However—⁠‍‍

“…Something‌⁠ feels off in​‍‌ the air…”

While⁠‍ Lycan (full name⁠​‍ Ramzy Thunder, age​ 4,578) was browsing⁠ online communities next​​ to him, a hushed murmur slipped‍ from his lips.⁠⁠ Lycan, elegantly scrolling⁠​‌ with his coiled‍ tail, also furrowed⁠ his brow.

(“That‍ sword guy… he‌​‍ used too much‌ power this time.⁠ It’s no longer‍‍​ just affecting the‌⁠ timeline or the⁠⁠‍ world’s consistency… the‍ way everyone sees⁠⁠‍ him is going‍‍⁠ to change drastically.”)​

The​‍ squeak of the‍​ rodent dropped into‌‍ a serious tone.‍​ Ho Ah-Hyun narrowed‍⁠​ his eyes with⁠‍ concern.

“…I⁠​ don’t mind you⁠⁠ being serious, but‌‌‌ could you at‌‍ least change form⁠​‌ for this?”

(“Why⁠‍⁠ would I? I like how I am.”)

“…Well…”‍

All‌‌ of Lycan’s subordinates​‌⁠ were part of⁠ the Squirrel Legion.⁠ Entirely squirrels.

(“Our​⁠ sovereign is the‌⁠‌ commander of the⁠⁠‍ Squirrel Legion!”)

(“You‍ insolent human! He’s​⁠​ trying to deceive​​‍ our Commander with​​​ sweet words to‌‌‌ trigger a revolution‌‌​ in our squirrel‌​ ecosystem!”)

(“Oh‍‍ no, this damned‌​‍ human! We must⁠‍ declare Jindo-level alert!”)‌‍‌

Lycan⁠‌ crossed his arms⁠ coquettishly and nodded‌ nonchalantly.

“…Do​​⁠ what you want.”​‍‌

Once​​ upon a time,‌​ the two had‍‍ been fierce rivals​‍ vying for dominance⁠​⁠ over various worlds.​‍⁠

But‍⁠‍ that terrifying presence⁠‍‌ as the First⁠ Corps Commander now‍⁠‍ had to be‍⁠​ laid to rest.‍​

(“Corps‌ Commander, Founder Hero…‍ may I say‌‌⁠ something?”)

A red squirrel stroking‌‌‍ her chin while​‍ staring at the​‍‌ screen lifted her⁠⁠ head. She was‌ Lycan’s strategist.

Lycan​‌‍ arrogantly gestured with⁠‍‍ his chin.

(“You⁠ have permission.”)

(“Thank​‍⁠ you. First of⁠‍ all, I believe​⁠ this isn’t something‌‍‍ we can just‍‌ overlook.”)

“And‌​ your reasoning?”

(“According⁠ to your words,⁠ that individual is‍​ ‘from another world,’⁠ right?”)

“That’s​‌ correct.”

The‍ Squirrel Legion, led​ by Ho Ah-Hyun‌​ and Lycan, already‌‍ shared many secrets.‌⁠ While Lycan knew⁠ a lot from​ his time with⁠‍ Kang Geom-Ma, that‌​ wasn’t the case‌ for the others.‌​

The​‍ secrets Ho Ah-Hyun‌‌ revealed to the‍​⁠ legion about Kang⁠⁠‍ Geom-Ma were a massive shock.

As​ the saying goes,​ “birds hear by​‍⁠ day, rats by‍​ night.”

Even‍​‌ if they thought​​⁠ they had keen⁠ ears for the‌⁠‌ world’s secrets, what‌⁠ Ho Ah-Hyun revealed‍‍ shattered their previous‍‌ assumptions.

And​‍ he shared it⁠ all because he​ knew that, appearances‌​⁠ aside, they were‍​ clever.

If​‌​ language wasn’t a barrier, they were⁠⁠ even more insightful​‌ than humans with​ pens.

‘There’s‍⁠ plenty of time‌​‌ to talk.’

Balor‍ Joaquin’s body still​‌‌ lingered between the‍ spiritual and human‍⁠‌ realms.

He⁠‌ had made progress.​‌

Thanks‌⁠​ to camping at‌ the bottom of‍‍⁠ the crater with​ the broken egg,‌⁠⁠ he had recovered‍‌ about two-thirds of​​​ his true form.‌‍‌

‘But‌ it’s still not⁠ enough to intervene⁠⁠‍ in the human​⁠ world.’

Ho‍​ Ah-Hyun was a man deeply grounded‌ in reality.

If‍‍⁠ he had only​‌⁠ cared about his‍⁠‌ own time, he⁠⁠ wouldn’t have bothered​​ founding the Joaquin⁠ Academy.

He​ suppressed his desire⁠⁠⁠ to cross over‌‍ to the demon⁠⁠ world and help​‌ Kang Geom-Ma.

Instead,‌ he chose to‌ continue learning about‌ the world while‍‌ maintaining active communication‍‌‌ with the squirrels.‌​‍

In​​‍ this way, through​​ conversations and shared⁠‍ opinions, they had​ built a bond​​ strong enough to⁠‍‍ make even important​‍ decisions together.

The‍‍ red squirrel spoke⁠​ again.

(“Bearer​​​ of the Demon⁠‍‍ King’s fate… an‍ existence sent to‍‍⁠ end this world​​‌ with uncontrollable power.‍‍‌ That, according to​ my understanding, is‌​‌ Kang Geom-Ma’s role‌‌​ and reason for‌‍ being.”)

She‌⁠⁠ was precise. She‍ continued.

(“In​ that case, Kang⁠ Geom-Ma’s true attribute‌ is demonic and⁠‌​ evil. But he’s‍⁠ separated that evil‌ through his humanity.‌‍ What lets him‌‌⁠ maintain that humanity⁠⁠⁠ are the people​⁠​ who believe in​ and rely on‌‌​ him.”)

“You​‌ could say that.”‍​⁠

(“But‌​​ if, unfortunately, people‌ were to define‍​ him not as​⁠​ good but as​‌ evil… if they⁠⁠ all began attacking⁠‌ him and pushing​ him steadily toward​⁠​ the side of‍‌ evil… what would‍ happen then?”)

(“I​⁠ don’t even want‍ to imagine it.”)‌‍⁠

Lycan’s‍‌‍ curled tail gently​​ drooped.

(“Evil‍ doesn’t come from‌‌‌ nowhere. It’s shaped‌⁠⁠ by its surroundings.‌‍ If a seed‌​ of evil were​​ to grow in‌ his heart, it⁠​ wouldn’t be his‌ fault—it would be⁠​ because of everything​‍‌ around him.”)

Her⁠‌ words were heavy.​‌‌ Lycan was once⁠‍‍ the leader of‍ the demon world.​‌

The⁠ rivalry between Lycan​ and Balor Joaquin⁠‍‌ had stemmed from​‍ ideological differences.

In​‍ the first Great‌‌‍ Human-Demon War, humanity‍ had narrowly won,⁠ and the defeated​ demons were branded‍⁠ as evil.

From​ a human perspective,‍ it was natural‌ to consider those​⁠‌ who devoured people‍​ as evil.

(“But​​‌ just because a hawk eats a mouse doesn’t make‍​ the hawk evil.​​ When the values​‍ of species that‌ dictate the natural​​​ order clash… humanity,​‌ which considers itself‌ the pinnacle of​‍‌ this world, arbitrarily​​ decides what’s good⁠ and evil. Perhaps…⁠ that’s what Kang‌ Geom-Ma will have​​ to confront in⁠‍⁠ the future…”)

Lycan‌​ murmured bitterly.

“Don’t⁠​‍ worry.”

Ho​ Ah-Hyun gently patted⁠ his shoulder with​ his index finger.‌

(“…Do‌ you have some‌⁠‌ sort of certainty?​‍ Something between you‍ and Kang Geom-Ma‌​ that I don’t⁠‍‍ know about?”)

“It’s‍ not about proof.‍ I just believe​‍​ in him.”

Ho​ Ah-Hyun smiled. The⁠⁠ warmth of that‍​ smile reached even​ the deepest frozen​ caverns of the⁠ demon world.

“He‍‍ already overcame it‌‌‍ once.”

He​‌⁠ had once said,‍ rather shyly, that​‍ it was thanks‌ to having a good master.

But⁠‌⁠ Ho Ah-Hyun thought‌ very differently—he had‌​ overcome it on‌⁠ his own.

Kang⁠​‌ Geom-Ma’s true talent‌⁠⁠ wasn’t his sashimi‍​ skills.

It​‌⁠ was that he⁠‍‍ didn’t break, even‌‍​ in the harshest​⁠ of environments.

Even⁠ if he lost​⁠​ the world, he‌​ would still do​ what’s right. Fiat‌​‌ justitia, pereat mundus.⁠

(Let⁠ justice be done,‌‌ though the world​ perish.)

“…Just‍ hold on a little longer.”

Ho⁠ Ah-Hyun’s chin tensed‍​‍ with resolve.

‘Soon,​‌ I’ll come to⁠ see you, my⁠‌​ son.’

***‍‍

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***​

“Pfft.”⁠‍

Sticky⁠ spit slid down‍​‍ my cheek. I let it fall⁠ without a care.‍‌

The​‌ edge of my​⁠ sleeve, which I used to wipe​ it off, was​ tattered and ragged.⁠⁠

They​ say the birth⁠⁠⁠ of a life‍‍​ is a blessing.⁠⁠‍

“We​ never should’ve birthed⁠‌⁠ something like you.”‌‍‌

In⁠‍⁠ my past life,⁠⁠​ I grew up​​ drinking in the⁠‍ curses of my⁠‌ parents.

“You⁠ say we’re bad‌‌ parents? What a joke. Hey, hey.”​

Every⁠⁠‍ time they pressed‍‌ that thick, filthy​‌ thumb into my​‍‌ cheek, I thought‌⁠​ about how badly‍​ I wanted to‍ break each of‌​​ their toes, one‌​ by one.

“Kim​‍ ■■. You and‍‌ your brat were‍‍ born weak. It’s​ not how we‍ raised you—you were⁠ always like this.”⁠

“In​‌‍ a way, we’re​ good people! Because​​ we’re educating you‍​ properly!”

I…‍

“I’m‌‍ not Kim ■■…”⁠⁠

“What‍​​ did this bastard⁠ just say? Denying⁠ the name we⁠‌⁠ gave him as‍⁠‌ his parents? He’s‌ hopeless. Honey.”

“Is‌ it raining? Open⁠‌‌ the window, let‌ the dust in.”‌

As​​ I watched my‌​‌ father slowly unbuckle​‍‍ his belt, I moved my lips,‌⁠ my mouth bruised.​‌

“I‍‍ am…”

In‍ my eyes, a black crow ignited.⁠‍​

“I​⁠ am Geom-Ma, the‌ Heavenly Sword.”

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