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The Academy’s Sashimi Sword Master Chapter 377: Magic (1)

Chapter 377: Magic (1)

San‌⁠ Ha-na.

That‍‍ was the name‌⁠ used by “Power‌⁠‍ of Ten Thousand,”‍​‌ Meain Poison, when​ she posed as​ a student.

Since‌⁠ it hadn’t been‍ used in years,​⁠ I had almost‍‌ forgotten it… but⁠‌‍ hearing it again‌‌⁠ hit me square​ in the head.‍‌

‘Those‌ who brought Meain​‍ here…’

As‍​⁠ I suspected, it‍‌‌ was Ryozo and⁠⁠ Abel. Just one‍‍ look at their‍‍ kind faces is‍⁠‌ enough to realize‍​ it instantly.

I gave them a slight smile. Then,​⁠‌ I extended a hand with apparent‌‍ solemnity.

“The‍ Graduate School of​ Joaquin Academy…”

I declared before everyone.⁠​​

“…will‍ open a new⁠⁠ era for the⁠ world of heroes!”​​

There‌‌ was a brief​⁠ silence.

Click,‌⁠‍ click, click.

The⁠‌ reporters hurriedly raised⁠‍ their cameras to​‍ my face.

And​ from among that‌‍⁠ crowd, Meain Poison⁠ walked away calmly.‍

Her​⁠​ presence meant that​ she had also​ accepted the position⁠‍ of professor.

Let⁠​ me say now‍⁠ — it was‍​​ a proposal I made without much⁠​ expectation. Considering everything‌‍ surrounding him, it‌⁠ wasn’t easy to⁠​​ imagine he would‌ simply accept.

‘I‌‌‌ was lucky.’

I looked away from​​‌ the dazzling flashes.‍‍ A ray of‍ sunlight softly pierced‍ through the gray⁠​​ clouds.

A flawlessly clear sky.‍​​

As⁠​ if the world‌ were blessing our‌ new beginning.

I smiled gently, stepped⁠⁠​ down from the‍‍ stage, and headed‌​‍ toward my two‌ wives.

***‌‌‍

The⁠‌​ world has improved.​⁠⁠

After‌ the end of⁠ the Second Great‍ Human-Demon War, humans,​‌​ as victors, expanded⁠‍ their territory into‌ Gehenna.

After‍‍ all, seizing the‌⁠ lands of the‍‍ defeated is one‌ of the rights​​‍ of the victor.‍

The‍ demons, holding back‌⁠⁠ their rage, had⁠ no choice but‍ to watch the⁠‍ invasion without being⁠‍‍ able to stop‍⁠ it.

By⁠‍ nature, demons deeply​‌ respect the logic‌ of power. And‌‍‌ behind humanity stood⁠‍ Kang Geom-Ma.

The⁠⁠ powerful are not‍ opposed. That is⁠⁠⁠ the law of‌⁠‍ the demon world.​‌

Even⁠‌‌ the highest-ranking elders‌​⁠ in that world​‍ obediently followed Kang⁠‌‍ Geom-Ma’s orders.

Perhaps‌ that’s why they‍ accepted the installation‍ of internet networks​ without protest.

South​​ Korea, a world⁠⁠​ leader in technology,​‍⁠ took the lead‍ in the project.​​ Humanity carried out‍⁠ massive infrastructure work​ in Gehenna.

The‍⁠ construction, started five​⁠‍ years ago, progressed⁠​⁠ quickly.

And‍ at last, the⁠ ideal plans became⁠‌ nearly a reality.​​

Currently,‌⁠‌ 80% of all‍ Gehenna is covered⁠‌ by internet networks.‍‌

Time‌ moves on. Change​ is the first⁠ step toward evolution.​

However,‌‌ for some, such‌‍ rapid change was‍⁠ nothing short of​ a brutal shock.​

For⁠⁠ example, Balor Joaquin.‍

“Pff…”​‍

He‍‍‌ still lives deep‌ within Gehenna. He‌ is no longer​ a half-spirit like‍‌ before.

Now⁠⁠ he can exert‌ some physical force.⁠⁠​

He‍‍‍ can even use‍⁠ a smartphone.

That’s​‍ not a figure⁠‌ of speech. He⁠ and a gang‍ of squirrels are…​​‍ watching broadcasts on⁠⁠ a smartphone inside‌​⁠ a hole in‌ Gehenna.

“…This​‌​ changed way too‍‍​ much.”

The‍‌‍ broadcast was about‍⁠ the founding of‌⁠ Joaquin Academy’s Graduate⁠‌‌ School.

Since⁠⁠ they missed the‌‍‌ live stream, Balor​ and the squirrels‍‌ were watching a recap in shorts⁠⁠ format.

“*Hey,⁠​ idiot!*”

Lycan​‍⁠ shot a fierce⁠‍ glare at Balor‌⁠‍ while running inside‌​ his wheel. The⁠​ smartphone was connected⁠‍‌ to the wheel‍ by a cable.‍

“*You’re‌​ using me — me, Lycan — as a battery*!?”‍

As⁠ mentioned earlier, while‍‍‌ internet has spread,‍​⁠ power plants — which require more​‌ resources — have​ only been built​​​ in central Gehenna.​⁠​

Balor‌ didn’t even look⁠⁠ at him.

He‌​⁠ sat cross-legged beside​​ the squirrels.

“*Researching​⁠ magic is an​⁠​ inevitable challenge for⁠​ current humanity.*”

That‌​ was said by‌ the strategist, a very smart red‌‌​ squirrel. She had‌ been living with‌​ Balor for months⁠ now. Practically part​​​ of the family.​‌

“*But‌‌ if we teach​ magic at Joaquin​‍ Academy, it could​ provoke even more​‍ backlash.*”

“*Exactly!*”​‌

The‌​ squirrels added their​ thoughts.

“If‌‌ things get out​‍ of hand, even⁠‍​ former students will‌ run scared.”

“*To​‌⁠ move forward without⁠‍ destroying the essential,‌‍‍ it’s necessary to​‌‌ create a new⁠ educational institution. That’s​‌ pure Kang Geom-Ma!*”⁠⁠

“Hmm…‍‍ that makes sense.”‍‌

Just⁠⁠ then, the smartphone‍ screen went dark.‍⁠‍ Everyone turned to‌⁠‍ the device.

“*Damn⁠‌ it…!*”

Lycan,‍‍‌ panting, approached.

Before⁠​ the wrath of‌⁠‍ the squad leader,‌‌ anyone would tremble⁠ — but the⁠‍ squirrels remained indifferent.‍‌‌

“Is⁠​ it that tiring‍ to spin that​⁠​ thing a bit…?”‍​‍

“It’s‌‌​ time for you⁠​ to retire.”

“Ahh,‌ the glory days…”‍

Laments‌​ rang out in‍‍ mocking tones. Lycan’s‍‌ eyes blazed with⁠ fury.

Moments⁠ later, he lunged⁠ on all fours⁠‍ at the squirrels.‌⁠⁠ They threw up‍ their hands and‍​ scattered.

“*Every‍⁠ squirrel for herself!*”⁠‌​

“*I’m⁠ a red squirrel,⁠​⁠ not a regular‍⁠‌ one!*”

“*And​⁠⁠ that matters now?!*”‍‌

In⁠ the depths of‍​‌ the abyss, a small commotion broke‍ out.

“This‍ is a rat⁠‍⁠ circus.”

Balor‍ Joaquin let out‍ a dry laugh.⁠‌ It was a familiar scene by‌⁠​ now.

As​‌‌ always, he chewed​ on garlic and‍⁠‍ mugwort while watching.‍

‘I‍​ feel like Ungnyeo‍⁠ or something.’

Since​ regaining a minimal⁠ physical form, Balor⁠​​ could eat. Even‌​⁠ though he didn’t⁠‌ need food, the⁠‌​ red squirrel had​⁠ suggested something.

“*If‌‍ you consume food‍⁠⁠ from this world,‍ maybe you can​​ recover your form​‌​ faster.*”

You‌‌‍ know, that legend‍ — if you​ eat food from‌​​ the afterlife, you​⁠ become one of‍ the dead. Of‍‍‍ course, no one‍​‍ knew if it​⁠‍ applied here.

“*I⁠‌​ don’t think there’s‍ anything to lose​​‌ by trying.*”

The‌⁠ red squirrel was​⁠ truly smart. As‍‌​ sharp as her‍ pointed ears.

Balor⁠‍ followed her advice⁠ and only ate​‌ mugwort and garlic‌‌‌ grown in the‍‍‌ demon world.

Everything​ else was so‌‍​ repulsive he couldn’t​‌‌ swallow it.

‘Never⁠‍ thought I’d recover‌​‍ my physical form‌‌ just with garlic⁠‍‍ and mugwort.’

Balor‍‍ clenched and then⁠⁠‌ opened his fist.​‌ The redness in‍⁠ his palm disappeared.⁠

And​ in its place,‍‍​ a faint pink​‌‌ hue began to⁠ spread.

“At⁠‌​ this rate…”

He‍​ might be able​ to cross into⁠ the human world​‍ in less than​​‍ a month. Even‌⁠ if he failed,​​‍ just the hope‍ was enough to‍ brighten the future.⁠

Balor​ smiled, showing his⁠‌ teeth.

His​⁠ chest filled with​⁠‍ anticipation. After all,​ the bitter taste‍‌ of garlic and​‍ mugwort — he‌‍ could chew through‌‍⁠ it joyfully as‍‍​ long as needed.‌‌​

“*Huff,⁠ huff…*”

Lycan‌ slumped his shoulders,​ exhausted. He stood‌ atop a mountain⁠ of defeated squirrels.‍‍

While​‌⁠ catching his breath,​‌​ Balor asked him,‌⁠

“By​ the way, haven’t‌​ seen Metatron lately.‌⁠ Think Leon returned‌⁠​ to the demon⁠‍‍ world?”

After​ living in the⁠⁠ abyss for so​ long, he’d grown​⁠ familiar with Metatron.‌​

At⁠ first, it was‌⁠ hard to believe‌‌ that middle-aged man​‍​ was truly the​ Great Angel Metatron.‍‌⁠

But​​​ after listening to‌​‌ his story for‌⁠ hours, he understood.⁠‌

That⁠⁠⁠ man really was⁠‌ the leader of‍ Gregory and bearer‌⁠ of the most⁠‌ radiant wings.

“*Looks⁠‌ like you didn’t‍​ know.*”

Lycan​ wiped his forehead‌ and replied.

“That‍​ guy went to​‍​ the human world.”​​

To​‌​ the human world?​

“They⁠‍ say Kang Geom-Ma⁠ summoned him.”

“…Don’t​⁠ tell me.”

From⁠ among the fallen​ squirrels, a little​ paw lifted. The​ red squirrel pushed⁠‍ through the others‍⁠ and emerged.

“He⁠‍ must be joining‌​ as a professor⁠​​ in the graduate⁠ school!”

Thwack!‍

“*Aaaaagh!*”‌

Lycan⁠​‌ didn’t hesitate to⁠‌‌ flick her on‍‍⁠ the head, even‌​ in the middle⁠⁠‌ of the chaos,⁠ for trying to‍ show off her⁠⁠‍ smarts.

***​

As⁠‍‌ a fun fact,⁠​ I like the‍ smell of a new house.

Some‍ people might find‍‍​ it unpleasant, but​‌ I think it’s‍ the scent of‍⁠ excitement.

I’m‍‍ standing in the​‍‌ middle of the‌ new training hall‌​ of the graduate​‍‌ school.

The‍‌ walls and equipment​‍‍ shine with flawless⁠ brilliance. The space⁠ is also quite​ wide, enough for‌​‍ several people to⁠‌​ clash swords without‌ trouble.

The‌‌⁠ previous one was⁠​ so narrow that‌⁠ any wide movement‍‌‍ ended up interfering‍‍ with others.

‘So​ comfortable.’

While‍​‍ enjoying the new-house​​ smell for a moment, I turned‌‌ my head toward​‍​ where I heard​ a hum — the sound of​ a vibrating sword.‍⁠‍

Leon​ was unsheathing his​⁠‌ sword.

I spoke.

“Do⁠​‍ you really have⁠‌​ to go this‍‍ far?”

“This⁠‌ place will be⁠ used by the​​⁠ graduate students. As​⁠ responsible staff, we⁠‍⁠ need to check⁠⁠ it. If someone’s‌⁠⁠ going to get‌​​ hurt, it should⁠ be us first.”‍

Not​ bad logic.

Even⁠​‍ though it’s a graduate school, it’s‍‍ still an institution‍‍‌ for training future​‌⁠ heroes.

Physical⁠ confrontations are inevitable.​⁠​ That’s why verifying​⁠ the performance of​‌ the “subspace barrier”‌⁠ is essential.

Sure,‍⁠‌ if I’m present,⁠ I can ensure‌ stable activation. But‍ I won’t be‌ at the graduate‍ school all the‍ time.

And‍‌ by its very​‍‌ nature, this place‌‌‍ will depend more‍ on student autonomy​ than on direct⁠⁠ orders from instructors.‌​‌

So‌‌​ it’s crucial to⁠⁠‌ check whether the⁠⁠​ subspace barrier activates​‍‌ properly.

The​​ new students arrive‌ in a week,‌⁠⁠ so at least‍​​ until then.

‘He’s‌‌‍ right.’

Although…​‌​ why does it‍‍‍ feel like he’s‌‌ just looking for⁠​​ an excuse to⁠⁠⁠ fight me?

I turned my gaze⁠ to a corner‌‌ of the training‌⁠ hall. The onlookers‍‌⁠ were staring at​​ us.

They‍‌⁠ were dragon lineage⁠ members and graduate‌‍ school staff. Among‍‍ them, I couldn’t‌ stop looking at⁠ a middle-aged man‌‍ with perfectly styled​⁠ hair.

Maybe‌⁠ because I’d always‍ seen him in‌‍⁠ a messy state,⁠​‍ his neat appearance‌‍​ felt strange to​ me.

‘Now⁠​‍ I see who⁠⁠ Leon resembles.’

Metatron.‌‌‌ He was also​‌​ present as a member of the⁠‌‌ staff. He has‌ been appointed professor‌⁠ at Joaquin’s graduate‌​ school.

Alongside​‌ Valerion, the Dragon​‌​ Lord, Metatron was‌ one of my⁠‍ hidden aces.

He‍‌ was once the​‌ greatest of angels​ and also the‍‌​ elder brother of‍ the cruel corps‌ commander Kuarne.

Despite‍⁠‌ wrestling with good⁠‌​ and evil for‍ millennia, he remained​⁠‍ firmly on the⁠‌‌ side of good.​

‘Once‍​⁠ magic is taught,​⁠⁠ the darker sides‍‍‍ of human nature​ will be revealed.’​

That’s​‍ why the students⁠‍⁠ needed a figure⁠​ capable of neutralizing⁠‍ that internal darkness.‌‍

And⁠‍⁠ no one was​‌‌ more suitable than​​‍ Metatron.

“……”​‍​

Sensing​​ my gaze, Metatron​ gave a slight⁠⁠‍ nod.

I returned the gesture,‍‌⁠ once again expressing‌ my gratitude.

‘I​​⁠ didn’t expect you​​‌ to accept so⁠‍ easily.’

Metatron⁠ also bears a debt to humanity,‍ as he was‍‍​ briefly their enemy‌​‌ due to Kuarne’s⁠⁠⁠ hypnosis. Yet he‍⁠ accepted the post‍ without much hesitation.⁠​

He⁠ didn’t explain his​‌⁠ reasons, but I suppose he wanted‌‌ to spend more‍⁠‍ time with Leon.‌⁠

Leon,‌​‍ for his part,​ looked more tense‍ than usual. And‌ yet he’s wielding⁠‍⁠ Balmung? This guy⁠ is desperate to‍‍ show off.

‘He⁠​‍ wants to prove‌‌‍ something to his​ father.’

Even⁠ if I were‌‌‍ an orphan without‌⁠‌ a family, I’d‍‌ understand.

Leon​⁠​ has always longed‌ for recognition from​⁠ his father. And​ now, appearing before‍‍⁠ him as a professor, even more‍‍‌ so.

‘Alright,⁠‍ alright.’

I’ll​ have to let‍ him show off‍ a bit.

Ah,​ but that doesn’t‌⁠‌ mean I plan‍‌ to lose the‌ duel.

I just want to‍‌‌ go along with​‍⁠ it — not‌‌‌ surrender.

Thud.‍⁠

I flipped the bag​‌⁠ hanging from my‌‌​ shoulder.

Dozens​‌ of Daiso sashimi⁠ knives tumbled out‍ chaotically. The corner​​⁠ of Leon’s mouth​⁠⁠ twitched.

“I’m‍‌​ not in a position to worry​‍ about you, but…‍‍ for your sake,‍ shouldn’t you at‍⁠​ least bring a real weapon?”

Leon​⁠ gave Balmung a light shake. Is⁠‌‍ it okay for​‍ a hero to⁠ act this arrogant?‍

“We’re​⁠‌ in a new‌⁠ era. And I have some experiments​​ I want to‌‍ try.”

“You’re‌⁠ going to use​ me for those?”​⁠​

He⁠‌⁠ was clearly annoyed.‍‍ Since I didn’t​‌‌ keep provoking him,‌‌‌ Leon adjusted his‌​​ grip on Balmung.⁠‌

A bright light enveloped⁠‌ the blade.

“You’re⁠‍‌ in serious mode.”⁠‍‌

Leon​​⁠ activated the “Blessing‌ of the Miracle”⁠​‌ for this duel.‌⁠⁠

Just‌ thinking about its⁠‍‍ effect gives me⁠​ chills.

【Blessing‌ of the Miracle】‍​​

: Please save the​‍‌ world from the‍‌‌ Demon King.

Hmm…⁠⁠

‘You’re⁠​ too diligent as‌ a hero.’

Better‌​​ set the record‌ straight.

“I’m‌‌‌ not saying we’ll​ fight halfheartedly. I just want to​ test something. This⁠‍‍ is a graduate‌ school — I want to explore⁠‌ new uses for⁠‌ magic.”

“I​ didn’t say anything.”‌

He’s​ upset. Leon lowered‍‌‍ his stance.

As​ if he had‌⁠‍ rocks in his‌ hips, he firmly‌​‍ centered his weight.‍‌

Toward‍ me. He could​ almost shoot lightning‍⁠ with his gaze.⁠‍​

I scratched my neck.‍‌​ Living with such⁠​ seriousness must be‍⁠ exhausting.

【The⁠‌ subspace barrier is‌⁠ deploying.】

BOOM‌

I stomped hard. Dozens‌⁠⁠ of sashimi knives‍ floated into the⁠‍ air.

【May⁠​​ the blessing of‌ the hero be‍ with you.】

As​‍ the voice echoed,‌​ Leon charged at‌‌ me.

“Until​​ it’s destroyed.”

The‌ sashimi knives vibrated⁠​​ and shed their‌‍​ sheaths. Instantly, they‌ extended.

At​⁠ the same time,⁠‌ I snapped my⁠‍ fingers.

Snap‌‍‌

A stream of blue‍⁠ energy touched the​‌⁠ nearest sashimi knife.⁠

Electricity‌‍​ jumped from one⁠ blade to another.⁠ Using the Blessing⁠‍ of Transmission, I passed my spell​​⁠ to all of‍​‍ them.

In‍⁠ a split second,⁠​ an electric net‌​⁠ spread across the​​​ entire training hall.‌⁠ It even extended​⁠‍ behind Leon.

He​⁠ didn’t flinch.

He​⁠ turned to the‌ side to adjust⁠‍‌ his angle. He​‌‍ lunged with Balmung​ aiming at my‍‍ side.

I snapped my fingers⁠ again.

Slash!​‌‍

Balmung’s​ blade sliced through‍‌‍ my body.

Or⁠⁠‌ rather, where my​ body had been.⁠

A net woven of‌​‍ electricity.

The​‌ lines of light‍​ between each sashimi​ knife transmitted current,‌⁠​ and at that‌ moment, I teleported.⁠⁠

Light⁠​ in particle form​ gathered where Leon‌ was, and took⁠ my shape.

“This⁠ is…”

Leon‌⁠ couldn’t help but‌ murmur in awe.‍⁠ I turned my‌‌‍ body, electricity still‌⁠ crackling from my​ shoulder.

This‌​ was what I wanted to test‌​‌ today.

Using⁠‌‌ the sashimi knives‍​‍ as nodes to‌ teleport through lightning.​

All‌‍ the spells and‌​⁠ blessings I possess‌⁠ fused organically to‌‌​ give birth to‌‌⁠ this technique.

I named it right‌ there, in front‌​​ of everyone.

“Absolute​‍ Lightning.”

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