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The Academy’s Sashimi Sword Master Chapter 368: Evil (1)

Chapter 368: Evil (1)

A spark jumped from⁠⁠​ the fireplace. The​​ sharp squeal was⁠‍ swallowed by the​​ crackling flames.

“Kgggh!​ Kghh!”

When⁠‍ the queen saw‍⁠ me, her entire‌‌‍ body jolted. Perhaps​​ because of the​​ gag, no clear‌ voice came out—only‍‍‌ a muffled moan.​‍ The emperor touched​​​ the tip of‍ her nose with​‌‍ his index finger.‌​ As if petting⁠ a pet.

“Shhh,⁠‌‍ dear. We have​⁠​ a guest.”

The​ queen’s moan gradually⁠⁠‍ faded.

It⁠ seemed she couldn’t‍​ even breathe properly.⁠​‌

“You⁠ must maintain your‍‍⁠ composure as a member of the​ imperial family.”

The​⁠ emperor’s gaze as​ he scolded the‌‍⁠ queen was lifeless.‌‍⁠ The only thing‍ alive on his‌⁠ face was the⁠⁠‌ smile on his⁠⁠ lips.

***​

As​‌⁠ the queen failed‍⁠⁠ to calm down,‌​ the emperor brought​​ a metal rod​ to the torch​​​ and heated it.⁠ The iron began⁠ to turn yellow.‍‌

The‍‌ queen’s face turned‍‍⁠ pale.

And​‌​ what happened next…⁠ The smoke rising​‌‍ from her thigh​⁠‌ floated up to⁠​‍ the ceiling.

The⁠ queen’s head shook‌​ violently. Her entire‍⁠ body convulsed as‍⁠⁠ if she were‌‍⁠ strapped to an⁠‌‌ electric chair. The​⁠⁠ pain of a burn is the​ worst suffering a human can endure.⁠⁠

“Mmmph!⁠ Mmmmmmph!”

The​ head of the​ Imperial Guard, Oscar,⁠⁠‌ seemed to suffer​ the torture as​‍‌ if he were⁠⁠ the one enduring​​‍ it.

…What​‌‌ the hell is‍‌ this situation?

I felt reality slipping‍ away slightly. And⁠⁠⁠ it’s understandable. Just​ by crossing the‍ threshold of that‍⁠ little door, one‍ side was comfort⁠‌​ and the other,⁠‌‌ pure torment.

Calm‍⁠ down, Kang Geom-Ma.⁠‌ First, understand the‌⁠​ situation properly.

‘The⁠ emperor knew about‌⁠‍ the puppet master⁠ behind the scenes.’⁠​‌

That,‌ at least, was‌​ within the bounds‍​ of my imagination.‌‍⁠

But‌ that Oscar had⁠⁠ such a relationship‌‍⁠ with the queen—that‌​ I hadn’t seen⁠​‌ coming.

‘Ah.’‌‍

I let out a sigh just as—⁠‍‍

“You’ve‍ noticed, haven’t you?”‌

The⁠ emperor set the‌ cooled rod aside.‌

“It’s​ quite obvious. My​‍ young wife is‌⁠⁠ pregnant with Oscar’s‍⁠ child. That’s why‌‌‍ ambition was born⁠ in him. For⁠‌ the throne.”

The‍⁠​ reason behind why‍ Oscar attacked me​ so persistently was⁠ now clear. Even‌‍​ though he knew‍‍ he’d lose. Even‌⁠ though his subordinates‌‌ stopped him, he⁠​ insisted.

Alright,​ let’s review. Oscar’s‍‌⁠ main goal was⁠‌ to provoke me,​‌‌ but the appearance‌​​ of Shail and‌‍ Choi Seol-Ah ruined⁠‌ his plan.

With​​​ those two attention-grabbing‌‍​ intruders, the Imperial⁠​​ Guards were unintentionally​ agitated, and Oscar’s‍ suppressed sense of⁠ rivalry was awakened.⁠

‘Since​‍​ he was like​ that, he at‍‍​ least had to⁠‌ leave me a wound.’

Oscar‌‍ gave it his​ all for that.‌ And up to‍ that point, that​ was what I had believed.

‘If​​⁠ he was emotionally‍⁠⁠ involved with the⁠⁠ one behind everything,‌ then it all‌ makes sense.’

He⁠‍ became childish for‌ love.

‘But⁠ did it have‌​ to be the‍ emperor’s wife?’

What’s⁠ disturbing is that​ the emperor knew‌‌‌ all of this‍⁠​ and deliberately ignored​⁠⁠ it.

Why⁠‍ did he do‍‍‌ that? I don’t‌​ want to know.⁠⁠‍

That‌ man isn’t sane.⁠⁠‌ He’s completely insane.​‌‌

“Well,⁠ was it an​‌ unpleasant scene?”

His​ smile remained, but‍ it was cold.⁠‌‍

“…I‍‌ think this needs‌⁠⁠ an explanation.”

“You‌ say that even​ though you know⁠‌ the answer.”

As⁠‌⁠ the queen lowered‌‍ her head, the⁠‍ emperor fixed his‍‌‍ gaze on me.‌​⁠

“Seems​​‍ I had the‍⁠ wrong idea about⁠‌ you. I thought‍ a scene like‌⁠⁠ this wouldn’t faze‌​⁠ you. But seeing⁠⁠‍ your reaction, it‍​ seems you don’t‌ like it, huh?”‌​‍

“If‍‍​ you already know,‌ don’t ask.”

I replied bluntly. It‍⁠ wasn’t a time‌‌‍ to be courteous.‌ And he didn’t‍ reproach me either.‌​​

“I​‌ thought you’d like​⁠‍ it, Heavenly Sword.‌ I guess I ended up ruining‌​‍ my image. It‌‌ was my attempt‌‌⁠ to win your⁠‍⁠ sympathy.”

“Don’t‌ do things that‌⁠ aren’t yours to‌‌​ do. They make⁠ me uncomfortable. Who​​ would be pleased⁠ to be invited⁠​ to watch a torture show? If​‍‌ you really want⁠ to fix things,‍ start by dropping​​ that rod.”

“Hahaha…‌‍‌ Not long ago,​‌​ I thought it​ was the first⁠‍ time someone had‍ ever threatened me.”‍‍‌

“Oh​‍‍ right. Thanks for‍‌‍ handling the thick‍‍ blood gushing from‍ the body.”

The​ emperor wiped the​ cooled rod with‍‍‌ a blood-stained handkerchief.⁠​‌

In‌⁠ response, I drew​‌ my sashimi. The‍ emperor backed up‌ to the wall⁠ and raised his​‌ hands as if​​‌ he were harmless.⁠⁠‌

Oscar‍​​ looked at him​​⁠ dazed. Then he‌​‍ seemed to come⁠ to his senses‍ and looked toward‌‍‍ the queen, still​ silent and with⁠‍‌ her head lowered.‍​ Still alive. Steam​‍‌ from her thigh‍‍ wafted gently upward.​‍​

“Well,⁠⁠‌ you’ve bested me‍ twice. I should‌‍​ be grateful, Heavenly‌​ Sword. You’ve let‍ me live very‌ curious experiences.”

“Leave​⁠ right now.”

“As‍​‌ you wish. But‍ remember this—those two⁠‌ tried to poison​ Victoria. If I take care of​ them, no one​ will raise a fuss.”

The‌​​ emperor cast a glance at the⁠‌ two prisoners and‍​ assured me with⁠⁠‍ a firm voice.​

“And‍ if you keep‌‍​ interfering… the person⁠ who knows you‍ best will join⁠ me.”

I can clearly see⁠​‌ the scene—nobles rising​‌‌ in revolt. And‍ not just them.‌ Even those on​​‌ my side might‌ start looking at⁠​‌ me differently.

In‍‌ short, at this‌⁠ very moment… The‍ emperor has cornered‌‌‍ me into an‌​ inescapable trap.

‘Why⁠​ the hell is‌ he doing this?’‌⁠

The​⁠‍ only semi-rational reason​‍ is—

‘He​‌ wants to talk⁠‍​ to me.’

That‌⁠ I’m the same‍‍ kind of person⁠⁠ as the emperor?‍‍

When⁠ I reached that‌​ conclusion, anger suddenly‍⁠​ overwhelmed me. What​‌​ truly drove me‍ mad was not​​ being able to‌ completely refute those⁠​ words. Because I had the feeling​ I was starting‌​⁠ to understand what⁠ kind of bastard‍‍‍ that emperor was.‌

‘Damn​‍‌ it.’

Curses​‍⁠ rang in my‌‍ teeth. I swallowed⁠‌‍ them with a knot in my‍​ throat before opening‍‌​ my mouth.

“…What‍ you want is​‌‌ to hear those⁠ words come from‍⁠⁠ my mouth. Something‌ like ‘Kill those⁠ two bastards already.’”⁠​

“That’s​​‍ what you’re thinking,‍‌ Heavenly Sword. They​ were my hands‌‍ and feet. Like‍‍ it or not,‍⁠ if I cut‌ them off, there⁠‍ will be bleeding.⁠ That young wife‌‌‌ also comes from⁠‍ a fairly distinguished‍⁠‍ noble family. If‌‍​ I take them⁠‌ out myself, I’ll‍‍ get into a lot of trouble.”‍

The‍‌⁠ rage subsided a bit. I doused‌‌⁠ myself with cold‍ water mentally and​⁠​ gave a quiet‌ response.

“The‌ one who caused​​‍ this mess is⁠ you, Emperor. And‌ honestly, I don’t‌⁠ think something like‌​ this would really‌⁠ get you in​​ trouble. After all,‌⁠ you’re the emperor⁠ of the Great⁠ Empire.”

“Hahaha.‌⁠ You’re not very​ good at hiding​‍​ irony in your​‍‍ words, Heavenly Sword.⁠⁠‍ You can’t be​‌⁠ completely honest, can‌⁠​ you?”

“I‌​ do it on​‌ purpose. And to⁠ be honest, I have no intention‍ of being honest.‍ Because I fear‍​⁠ becoming someone like‍​​ you.”

At‌⁠ first, I had⁠​ no clear thoughts,‍⁠⁠ but now I can say it​​​ with certainty. I don’t want to‌​ get involved with‍​‌ someone like the‍⁠ emperor. To avoid​​ that, I must​⁠ stay as far​‍‌ away as possible⁠ from the peaks‍⁠⁠ of power.

The‌⁠ emperor, who had‍​⁠ been listening in‍ silence, lowered his​ hands.

Then⁠⁠​ he grabbed the‌‌ queen’s jaw and‍ turned her face⁠ toward me. One‍‍⁠ of her eyes⁠⁠ was half-closed, covered​​‍ by a shadow.⁠‍​ Oscar, bound to​​ the same rack,‌‌ had tears in​ his eyes. Damned‍​ pair. The same​‍ ones who tried‌​ to kill my​‌​ disciple.

And‍ yet, their faces‌​ oozed compassion and​⁠ melancholy.

“People‍ often misunderstand. They​‍​ think that I,‌‌‍ as emperor, wield⁠ absolute, unlimited power.⁠‍⁠ They’re not entirely‌ wrong, but it’s⁠ not the whole‌‌ truth. Even I have to read‌‌ the room and‌ time things right.‌‍ Especially with families‍​ like this queen’s,⁠⁠⁠ who helped found‍‍ the empire.”

The⁠⁠⁠ emperor loosened his​ grip. The queen‌ lowered her head​​​ again like a criminal.

The​​⁠ torch flickered to⁠‍‍ the rhythm of​‌ the emperor’s short‍‌‌ steps. A moment‍ later, the shadow‍‌‌ fell over Oscar’s​​ face.

Oscar​ didn’t even dare⁠​​ to look the​ emperor in the‍ eye, despite standing​⁠ right in front‍‌​ of him. At‌‌‍ a glance, the⁠‍ emperor didn’t appear​ physically imposing.

And​​⁠ yet, that hero​⁠⁠ of Warrior level‍ was only soaking‍‌ the muzzle he​ wore with saliva.‌​

If‍ you thought about​‍ it, with his‍ level of strength,‌‍ he should’ve been‌⁠​ able to break‌​​ those rusty chains‌ with ease.

That⁠‌​ could only mean⁠‍​ one thing—this posture‍ of total defeat​​ was Oscar’s voluntary‍ choice. At least,⁠ that’s how I interpreted it.

The‌⁠‌ emperor crouched to‍⁠⁠ meet his eyes.‌‍⁠

“Look​⁠ at me, Oscar.”‍‌

“…”​

“You’re​‍ the captain of​ the imperial guard.⁠ You should be⁠ better at hiding⁠​​ your emotions. Weren’t‌‍‌ you trained for‍‍ that?”

“I‌ trusted you. I always did.”

“…”‍⁠‍

“I‌‍​ watched you from‍⁠‍ the moment you‌​​ entered the palace.‍​‍ You exceeded my​ expectations and developed‍ your talents. I felt the investment⁠ was worthwhile. That’s‍‍‍ why, even though‌ I knew from​ the beginning you⁠​ had a romance‌ with the queen,‍‍‌ I turned a blind eye.”

“…!”‌

The⁠​ emperor showed a bitter smile.

“Did‍‍ you think I wouldn’t know?”

Oscar‌‌‌ looked on the‍‌⁠ verge of collapse.‌ It was the‍‌‍ face of someone‌‌ who had just⁠​ given up something‍ vital in their‍​‍ life.

Maybe⁠​ he thought their‌‌⁠ relationship was a secret.

But⁠ everything was under​‌⁠ the emperor’s control.​‍‌ The real prison⁠‌​ wasn’t the chains—Oscar‍‌ had been bound⁠ to the emperor​ since stepping into‌​ the palace.

‘A​⁠​ life no different‌‌ than that of‍‍ an animal.’

Get⁠‍ a grip.

Heavenly⁠‌‌ Sword, you’re in‍⁠‌ no position to⁠‌ feel pity for‍ anyone!

‘With‌‌​ this pathetic mindset,⁠​‌ you won’t get‍⁠⁠ anywhere.’

I don’t know if​⁠ the emperor caught‍ what I was‌‍ thinking, but he‍​‌ gave Oscar a faint smile.

“Isn’t‌ it funny, Oscar?‍​ You tried to​‌‍ assassinate my daughter.⁠‌ I’m not saying‌​⁠ this because the​ Heavenly Sword is​ here, but I truly didn’t know​​ about that.”

I just kept watching‌⁠‌ in silence. If​ the emperor wasn’t‌‍⁠ a fool, he‍‌‌ clearly understood what‌⁠ I meant with⁠⁠⁠ my silence.

‘I​⁠‌ won’t turn a blind eye to⁠ the corruption of⁠ the imperial family.’‌

The‌ emperor does whatever⁠ he wants. I don’t want to⁠​ be on his⁠ side. That’s why,​‌‌ here and now,⁠‍‍ I won’t “eliminate”​‌ the queen or‍ Oscar.

“But‌ I also don’t‌‍‍ want to blame‌​⁠ you. If my‌​ daughter wants to‌ inherit the throne,⁠ she’ll have to⁠​ overcome even this.⁠ It could be​​​ considered just another‍ obstacle. Truthfully, Victoria⁠​ isn’t that important‌​ to me. As​‌⁠ you know, I have many children.”‌⁠

Granting​​⁠ me a wish,​ was it? I don’t want any​‍‍ favor from someone​​⁠ who treats his‌ own daughter like‌​ disposable waste.

I’ll⁠‌ take only what⁠ I must. The⁠‍‍ agreement we made‌‌ still stands. I’ll‌ face the emperor‍ ideologically—not with senseless‌‍ violence, but by‌ following my own⁠⁠⁠ path from now⁠ on.

“But‌‌ you know? I’ve‍​‍ realized Victoria has‍​ more value than‍ I thought. I never imagined the​⁠ Heavenly Sword would‍⁠‌ end up protecting‌ her. That alone⁠​‍ is more than⁠ enough to make‌ her valuable.”

The‍​ emperor caressed Oscar’s‍‌ swollen cheek.

“You⁠⁠​ almost took that‌⁠ value from my‍‌ hands… but our⁠ merciful Heavenly Sword⁠‌ seems reluctant to⁠​ execute you right​‌‍ here.”

He​‌‌ turned away from​​‍ Oscar.

Clack.​​⁠

When‍ he activated a mechanism, the cuffs‌‌‍ that bound the​ queen and Oscar​​‌ opened. The muzzles‌‌ snapped off as⁠​‌ well. Oscar exhaled⁠ deeply, the breath​ he’d been holding‌ back.

At⁠‍‌ that moment—

“Armin!”‌‍⁠

The⁠⁠ queen’s torso collapsed​​⁠ forward. Oscar carefully‌ caught her by‌ the chest.

“You⁠ two will be⁠​‍ taken before the‍⁠⁠ imperial tribunal.”

“Ah…‍⁠ Armin…”

The​​ emperor turned coldly.​⁠ Oscar wept as‍ he held the‍ queen.

“I’m⁠‍ sorry. I dragged‍ you down with⁠⁠ my ambition…”

“…This‌ will be an​ international scandal. But‌ I can’t let‍ the dignity of‌​ the empire fall​‌⁠ any further. For‌⁠‌ now, you’ll recover‍⁠ your health in‍​ the Tower. You’re⁠ not victims, but​‍‍ culprits. You’ll appear⁠​ before the tribunal⁠​‌ as such.”

“Hic…”​‌⁠

“There’s​​ over an 80%‍‌ chance you’ll be​‌​ sentenced to hang.⁠‍‌ But since you’re⁠​ a soldier I value, I’ll ask‌​ the judge to‌‌ at least give‌ you a death​⁠​ by beheading.”

He⁠ said it like‌ he was reciting​ a script without‌ emotion.

The⁠‌​ emperor passed by​ me, leaving the​​ two behind. In⁠​​ the brief instant​ when our clothes​‌‌ brushed, he looked​‍‍ me up and‍ down.

“Heavenly‍ Sword, don’t you​ find it strange?”‍

“…”‌​

“You’ve⁠‍​ defeated me without‍​​ using your sword.”⁠⁠​

His​​⁠ voice carried a chilling edge.

“Truly…​​ you are a terrifying man.”

Ah…​⁠⁠ how long had‌‍⁠ it been since​‍​ I heard such​⁠ a warning?

More‍ than the roars‌‍⁠ of Ragnarok, the⁠ Knight of the⁠‌ End Times, those⁠⁠ words struck me‍ deeply.

Then​‌ I understood clearly​‌⁠ why the emperor​​ repulsed me so⁠‍ much.

The‌​⁠ emperor stood at​​‌ the extreme opposite‌ of me.

He‍​⁠ was the embodiment‌ of bottomless evil.​​

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