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The Academy’s Sashimi Sword Master Chapter 369: Evil (2)

Chapter 369: Evil (2)

…Thud.‌​

The​‍‍ Emperor left the​‌⁠ cabin.

Screeak,‍⁠ screeak.

Through​⁠​ the wooden door,⁠ the sound of⁠ logs splitting could‍‍​ be heard immediately.‌⁠ Despite having caused‌​⁠ such a scene,‍‌‌ the emperor was,⁠‍ as if nothing⁠‍ had happened, chopping⁠‌‌ firewood.

I remained silent, listening.⁠ Then I felt‌⁠ slightly dizzy.

‘…Human‌ evil…?’

The‍ emperor is living‍ proof of how​ dark the human​‌⁠ soul can become.​ I, for my‌‌‌ part, gave up‌‍ being a complete​⁠‍ god just to⁠⁠ remain “a person.”‌ And he is‌‌ the exact opposite‌​​ of that.

Not​‌ long after, the⁠⁠⁠ members of the‌⁠ Imperial Guard entered​‌ the cabin.

Surely‌ the emperor had‌ called them through⁠ Officer Garyeon, who‍‍ likely sensed the‍ situation with her‍ superhuman strength.

‘What⁠ a cruel man…‌ to the very⁠ end.’

The‍ emperor wanted to‍‍ humiliate Oscar to​‌ the fullest. Having⁠⁠ his subordinates witness⁠ this love triangle‍​​ was going to⁠ be a brutal‍‍‍ blow for Oscar⁠⁠

And,​‍ as expected, they‍​⁠ were left speechless.‍‍‌

“Y-you‌‌⁠ are…”

At‌‌ first, seeing the⁠‍ Heavenly Sword standing‍ there, on imperial‍ territory, it was⁠​‍ logical that the⁠ guards were on‍​‍ high alert.

However,​‌ that tension directed​ at me vanished‌​ entirely once they‌ saw the second​‌ reason.

“…?!”​‌

That’s‌​ right.

“Ar…‍⁠ Armin.”

Because⁠‍⁠ of the presence‍ of their captain‍‌ and the queen.​​⁠

The‍ queen, covered in⁠‌​ blood, and Oscar,‌ murmuring her name​​ as if out​⁠‍ of his mind.‌‌

You​​‌ didn’t need to​‍​ be a genius‌ to understand what‍‌ kind of relationship​ the two shared.⁠‍‌

Inside⁠​ the cabin, only⁠ three sounds could​‌ be heard: the‌ crackling of firewood​‍​ in the fireplace,​‌⁠ muffled sobs, and‍⁠‍ weeping.

“…Captain.”​‍‌

Samseok,​‍ with his gentle‌‌ expression, placed a hand on Oscar’s⁠ shoulder on behalf​​‌ of everyone. The​‌ captain’s repressed emotion​‌‍ was conveyed through‍‍ that gesture.

“…”⁠‍⁠

Samseok​‌ slowly and sorrowfully​‍‍ shook his head.⁠‍ The guards lowered‍‍​ their eyes in​ sadness.

Chaseok,​‍ his eyes usually‌ half-closed, even opened‍ them a bit.‍

“So‌ this is what‌‍‌ it was…”

Quick⁠ to grasp the‍‍‍ context. Apparently, Chaseok‍‌ was the brains‌⁠‌ of the Imperial​ Guard. He turned,​ giving his back​ to Oscar and‍‍‌ the queen, and​‌‍ bowed to me.⁠‌‍

“Thank​‌​ you, Heavenly Sword.”‌​

With⁠​ a slight nod,⁠ he added.

“You‍‍ were the one‌‌ who saved our​​⁠ captain, weren’t you?”‌

“I‌‌⁠ didn’t save him.‌⁠‍ I just postponed‍ it a little.”​‍​

“That’s​​ more than enough.‍‍ The simple fact​⁠ that you allowed⁠‌ us time to‌ say goodbye… on‍⁠‌ behalf of the‍‌​ entire Guard, we‌‌​ sincerely thank you.”⁠‌

“If‌ you put it‍‌ that way, well…”​‍

Something‍​ needed to be⁠‍ made clear.

“In​‍ any case, Captain‍ Oscar must pay​⁠​ for his crimes.‍‍‌ Not just for‍⁠‌ having an affair⁠​ with the queen.​ I’m sure you‍​‍ understand what I mean.”

“…”‌​

Chaseok⁠​ took a moment‌ to think and‍ then nodded firmly.‍‌

“Yes.​⁠ Not just the‍‍​ captain—the entire Guard​‍‌ will accept the‌‌⁠ punishment it deserves.”‌‍

“The‌​⁠ Guard might be​‌ disbanded. Maybe even—”‍‍‍

I swallowed the last⁠⁠‍ part, which would‌ have been “executed‌ entirely.”

“We’re⁠ prepared for that.”‌‌‌

At‍‌‍ that moment, Samseok​ intervened. Although he⁠⁠‌ seemed like someone​ with a weak‌ character, he spoke​​‌ with a dignified‌⁠ tone.

“Before‍ heroes, we are‍ soldiers. Giving our‍ lives is part⁠​ of our duty.‌⁠ If we’ve forgotten‌​ our essence as‌​⁠ soldiers, then paying​​ with our lives‍‌​ is not unfair.​‌ But…”

He​⁠ paused before continuing.‍‍

“…We‌ want to apologize.‍ To you, Heavenly​‌ Sword, and to‌‌‍ Princess Victoria. From‍​‍ the bottom of​​‍ our hearts. If‌ our captain was‌⁠ blinded by love,‌⁠ we were blinded⁠ by glory…”

“That’s​ enough.”

I replied flatly and​​ opened the door.‌‍

Sigh…⁠

Just⁠‍ as I was‍ about to leave,‌ I sighed involuntarily.​​ I felt like‌ the guards’ gazes‌ were holding me‌​⁠ back. As if‌‍‍ I couldn’t move‍​​ forward.

Maybe,‌⁠‍ after having shared​⁠ battle, a kind⁠​​ of bond had​‍ formed between us?‍‌ I’m not someone‌‌​ that sentimental.

I closed the door,‌‌ which had opened⁠⁠ about three fingers⁠ wide, and looked​‍‌ at them all.​ The Guard stiffened,‍‍ aligned before me,⁠ and then I spoke.

“I’ll​ tell you how‍ to avoid the​‌ worst ending.”

Everyone⁠⁠ held their breath.⁠​ I continued.

“Act⁠ the opposite of⁠​ how you’ve done‌‍ until now. I can’t promise I’ll‍ do anything to​​⁠ save you, but‌​ at least I won’t say anything‌‍​ that harms you.”‍‍⁠

“The‍‌ opposite…? You mean…‍ protect the princess?”​

Chaseok,⁠‍‌ always sharp with​ his half-lidded gaze,​‌ caught on quickly.‌‍

“Not‌ just you. Inside​⁠ the palace, there⁠⁠ must be other‌ factions trying to‌ attack the princess.⁠‍​ And surely, they’ve⁠ already had contact​​​ with you. Am⁠⁠ I wrong?”

“…”​‍​

Silence.‍ But Chaseok and‍‌​ Samseok nodded with‍ their eyes.

“Make​‌‍ moves to protect​‍‍ Victoria from those‍ factions. That way,‌ they’ll crawl out​ of their hiding‌⁠⁠ places like cockroaches.⁠ I’ll take care‍​‍ of them. Use‌ that to your‍​‌ advantage. That reduces‍​⁠ the likelihood of​⁠ the worst outcome.​ Do you understand⁠⁠⁠ what I’m saying?”‌⁠

“…Will‍⁠ that be enough?”‍‍⁠

“I⁠⁠ don’t know what‌ kind of person⁠ you think I am, but I’m⁠ more merciful than‌ I appear.”

“Eh…?”‍⁠​

Chaseok‍​ quickly rebuked Samseok.​

“Samseok,‌ stop saying nonsense.”​⁠

“Ah…⁠​⁠ yes.”

But‌⁠‌ judging by how‍​‌ he said it,⁠‌​ he too seemed‌‌‌ a little confused​‌ by his own‍ reaction.

Anyway.⁠‍‌

“We’d​ better talk sitting‌‌ down.”

As‍ I headed toward​ the sofa, the‍⁠‌ members of the‍‌ Guard stepped aside.‍​​ Samseok, seeing the​⁠⁠ tea in the‍⁠ cup had cooled,​‌‌ set water to‍ boil in the⁠‍ kettle.

Steam​‌ began to rise‌‌⁠ from the spout,‌⁠ gently warming the‍​⁠ air.

“That’s‌‌⁠ right.”

I said, tapping my​ thumb against my‍⁠ nail with a dry tic.

“Until⁠​ now, I’ve been⁠ rather violent. I thought it was​⁠‍ for the best.‍ After all, my‍‌ enemies were demons.”⁠⁠⁠

“…Once​ again, we thank‌‍ you for saving‌‌ humanity.”

“I’m‍​​ not saying it‍​​ to be thanked.‌​‌ It’s just that…‍​ when I argued​​​ with your captain,​​‍ something changed inside‌ me. I realized‌ that, at the‍ very least, I didn’t want to‍‍ become that kind‍‌ of person.”

Everyone’s‌‌ expressions seemed as⁠‍ if words were​ stuck on the⁠‌‌ tips of their​‌ tongues, tickling.

And​‍ not just that—their‍ eyes wavered between‍‍⁠ looking inside the⁠ cabin and out‍‍​ the window.

“So…”‍

I downed the tea⁠‌‍ Samseok served me​⁠ in one gulp.‍​‌

“From​ now on, if‌‌ I judge that‌ you’ve truly reflected,‍ I’ll overlook some‌‍‌ minor mistake.”

The​ Heavenly Sword is​‌​ (almost) a god.​​⁠

If​‍ I trust them,‌​‍ that’s enough.

The⁠⁠‌ very meaning of‌‍​ the existence of‍⁠ Miracle Blessing M,⁠​ which I loved⁠‌ without measure, is‍‌ also a blessing.​‍‌ An outsider like⁠‌⁠ me must approve⁠⁠‌ of this world⁠‍‌ for it to⁠​ continue.

The​​ darker human evil‍ becomes, the greater⁠‌ the value of⁠ goodness.

And⁠​ I want to‌ bet on that.‍‍‌

***‍

Before​‍ taking formal action,‌ the members of‌⁠ the Imperial Guard​ held a meeting.​​‍ The Heavenly Sword,‌⁠⁠ calmly sipping his‌‍‍ tea, gave them⁠‍ space to do⁠ so.

Samseok,‌ as if trying‌‍ to gauge his​⁠ intentions, called out⁠ to him.

“Sub-chief…”​‌

“Don’t​⁠ make such a long face. At⁠‌ least we avoided‍‌ the worst.”

“Yes,‍‌⁠ sir.”

A recruit, his lips‌ completely pale, asked‍‌​ with a tremble:‌⁠​

“W-what…​ what’s going to⁠ happen to us,‍​ sub-chief?”

“We’ll⁠⁠‍ be brought before‍‍ a military tribunal.⁠ Prepare yourself mentally.”‌⁠‌

“B-but‍⁠‌ this was a unilateral decision by‍⁠‍ the captain! I never imagined she​‌ had anything with⁠‍ the queen! Did⁠​ you know, sub-chief?!”‌

“And⁠⁠ do you think,‌​‍ with my temperament,‍⁠​ I would’ve allowed⁠​ it if I had known?”

Silnun⁠ shut it down‌‍ immediately. The recruit,‍‍ who had raised‌⁠ his voice in​​ desperation, shrank back​‍​ at once.

“No…‍‌ sir.”

“And‌ besides, now you‍ want to save⁠ yourself as if​‍⁠ you weren’t part‌‌ of the Guard?​ Shameful. Do you‍​‍ think the concept‍ of shared responsibility​ exists for no‌ reason? The captain,⁠‍ before deciding to‍ do this, called​‍​ each of us‌ one by one⁠⁠​ to ask if‍ we wanted to‌ participate. Those who​ didn’t want to,‌⁠​ were discharged. If⁠⁠ you’re here, it’s⁠⁠ because you agreed,⁠ didn’t you, recruit?”‍

No⁠‌ words.

Not​‌ even ten mouths‍​ could’ve justified him.​⁠‍

An⁠‍ uncomfortable silence reigned.‌‍ Samseok, in the‌ middle, gave the​‍ recruit a small‍ scolding and then‌‌ spoke to Silnun.‍‍

“The‌‍⁠ important thing is‌‌‍ that we avoided‍ the worst outcome.”‍​

“That’s‌ right.”

“And​⁠⁠ that we already⁠‌ know what we​​‍ have to do,⁠ thanks to the‍‍‌ Heavenly Sword’s orders.”‌‍‌

“I⁠ know.”

Oscar⁠‌ was no longer‌‌‍ in his right​​ mind.

The⁠⁠​ heavy responsibility weighed⁠‍​ on Silnun’s shoulders.​‍⁠ It was the‌ first time since​ his enlistment that‍ he had to‌⁠ make a crucial‍ decision for the⁠‌ fate of the​ entire Guard.

“What’s⁠‍‌ the first action⁠ principle of the‌⁠‌ Guard, Samseok?”

“Absolute‍⁠ obedience to the‍‌ Voice of the‍ Sun.”

Silnun‌ nodded and spoke‌⁠ bluntly:

“From‍⁠⁠ this moment on,⁠ yesterday’s sun has​​ set. It’s time​ to welcome a new morning.”

“…”‌⁠​

“Do‍ you all agree?”⁠

The‌ Imperial Guard was,‍ indeed, a group​⁠‌ of few words.​

They‌​‍ simply removed their⁠​⁠ fur hats in‍​‌ silence, held them​​ against their sides,​ and bowed their​​ heads.

***​‍​

Oscar​‍‍ and the queen​​‍ were quietly transferred‌‍⁠ to the hospital​‍ under Guard custody.​

Both​‍ had their faces​‍‍ completely wrapped in‌​⁠ blankets like cocoons.‌ If the forces⁠ that wanted to‍‌ kill them managed‍​ to identify them,​ the situation could​‌⁠ quickly spiral.

The‌‍⁠ emperor, until the‌ Guard left and⁠ I departed, did⁠ not stop chopping⁠‌​ wood for even⁠‌​ a second.

That⁠‌ made it clear‍‍‌ there was no⁠ room for an‌ intimate farewell between​‌‍ him and me.‌ I returned immediately‌ to my room⁠⁠‌ to spend my⁠ last night in⁠​ the imperial palace.‌​

I found out later​ that Officer Garyeon⁠​ didn’t sleep a wink for days.‍⁠‌ No wonder—the chaos⁠⁠ nearly toppled the​⁠ palace.

Anyway.‌‍

I didn’t even have​‌ breakfast. Since I had wrapped up​​ my business at⁠ the palace, I quickly boarded the⁠‍ private jet with‌‍‍ Victoria.

It‍​​ was a rushed⁠⁠ departure, so the‍‌ farewell was modest.​ Only a few⁠‍⁠ servants and Samseok‍ from the Guard​‌ came to see⁠​‌ us off.

I didn’t expect anyone⁠‌​ to come.

Given​‌ how busy they​ were, it surprised⁠ me that they‌ showed up. And‌⁠⁠ to think we’d‌ had a little⁠ “physical scuffle” just‍ the day before!⁠​

I felt a bit​ nostalgic.

In⁠ a slightly scattered‍ atmosphere, Victoria, Choi‍‍​ Seol-Ah, and I headed back to‌​​ Korea.

We​ departed, but—

“Why‍⁠⁠ are you coming‍⁠‌ with us, Shail…?”⁠​​

“Seems​ I can’t let‍ you go alone.”​⁠​

“The‌⁠​ young lady gave⁠⁠‌ me a mission:⁠⁠ accompany the Heavenly⁠ Sword until he​ returns home safely.​⁠ Until then, I can’t leave.”

Shail‍‌⁠ shook her head‌‍⁠ and sighed, as‍ if there were⁠‌⁠ no alternative. A classy way of‌‌ saying she was⁠ going to keep‍ an eye on​‍ me.

“I​​ think leaving the​ Sword Master in⁠‌ Karon’s care alone‌⁠ would be excessive.⁠​‍ Since I’m doing⁠‌‍ fine, you should⁠ return peacefully.”

“No⁠‍‌ problem. I’m on‍‍​ vacation.”

“Huh?”‍​⁠

“Mr.⁠​ Karon and I were both granted‌ leave.”

Choi‌ Seol-Ah’s eyes widened⁠ at Shail’s statement.‌

“Eh?‍ Maids get va-ca-tions⁠‍‌ too?!”

“We​⁠ get ten days‍​‌ off every quarter.”‍‍

“Uwaaah,‌ I’m so jealous!‌ Ever since I became the director’s‌⁠‌ secretary at the​ academy, the longest‍ break I’ve had⁠ is three days…!”⁠‍‌

From​⁠ the seat beside‍‌ Seol-Ah, Victoria dropped​ a sharp line.‍

“As​​ far as I know, the director​​⁠ hasn’t rested even‌‍‌ one day. How⁠‍‍ is it possible⁠‍ that the secretary​ has rested two‌‍ days more than⁠‍ her boss?”

A subordinate? That’s what‍‍⁠ she seemed to⁠ be implying.

Choi​⁠⁠ Seol-Ah responded as⁠‌‌ if a great​ injustice had been⁠⁠⁠ done to her.⁠‌​

“With⁠‌ all due respect,⁠ Your Highness… my​⁠⁠ salary is much⁠‌⁠ lower than the‍‍ director’s.”

“That’s​ only natural.”

“…?”⁠‌

Well​ said.

Good‌ one, Victoria.

“I‌‌⁠ don’t know if⁠​​ I’m in a position to say‌⁠​ this, but please​ take good care⁠‌ of the director.‌​ If I were‌‌ Instructor Kim, I would’ve given up​​⁠ even my days‌⁠‌ off for her.”⁠​

“…Yes…”‍⁠

Choi⁠‍ Seol-Ah placed her⁠ hand behind her‌​ neck as if‌ it were about‍ to cramp. Then‌​⁠ she muttered with‍‌ a sour expression,​​​

“Not⁠‍‍ even modern-day servants⁠‌‍ work like this…”‌‌‌

“Modern-day‌‌‌ servants”? That outdated‍ expression didn’t even‌‍‌ register with me‍⁠ properly.

Also,‍⁠‌ I wasn’t familiar‌​‌ with that kind‌​ of meme. At⁠ that moment, I didn’t understand what‌​‌ it meant.

But⁠ I would soon.‍

After‍‍‌ that hectic return⁠​ trip, we finally⁠‍ made it home⁠‌​ safe—the Joaquin Academy.⁠

“Good⁠‍⁠ job.”

“I⁠ missed you.”

“Blegh…‍‍⁠ I’m still not‌ used to hearing‌‍ the master say‍‌ stuff like that…”‍⁠

“Ryozo.‌​‍ Can you dock⁠‍ this girl’s pay?”​‌

“Yes,​‍ absolutely.”

“Hey,⁠​ hey!”

I received a warm‍ welcome from Abel‍​ and Ryozo, and⁠‍ the fatigue of‍ the journey melted​‍ away.

After‌‍ witnessing the emperor’s⁠‌‍ evil, this simple,⁠‍‌ harmonious home felt​‌ even more precious.‌‍

But​⁠⁠ I saw something‌⁠⁠ else too.

Something‌‌‌ that surpassed even⁠​‌ the emperor’s deeds.‌​ I saw it‍ in Ryozo, whom​⁠⁠ I love.

“I⁠‌‌ think I’m going‌‍ to start a graduate program.”

And⁠‍ that was only​‍ the second day‍​‍ after returning home.‌

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