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The Academy’s Sashimi Sword Master Chapter 391: The Unfathomable Abyss (4)

Chapter 391: The Unfathomable Abyss (4)

On⁠​ the screen, the​‌ heads of state‌​‌ shifted their eyes⁠ nervously. Even though‍ they couldn’t see⁠‌‍ each other, their‌⁠‍ pupils rolled as‌‌‍ if they were​⁠‌ waiting for someone​ else to speak⁠ first.

‘They‍‍ look like elementary⁠‍​ school brats. They’re⁠‍ all thinking “you⁠ say it…” while‍​​ nudging each other.’‌⁠‌

The‍ longer one spends​​⁠ in politics, the⁠⁠‌ stiffer the mind⁠​⁠ becomes, and the⁠ more childishly one⁠​ behaves.

(Mr.‌⁠‍ President, I don’t⁠ mean you.)

Anyway,‌‌ that’s how it⁠ is.

The​‍ silence that had​‍ settled over the‌‍ room showed no​ signs of leaving.‍⁠

Thirty-two‌‌ faces, but not⁠‌ one dared to​⁠ open their mouth.​

——‌​ ……

——⁠‌ ……

I started to get‍‌ impatient. I raised⁠‌ my voice a little.

“Are‍‌‌ you going to‌​‌ keep rolling your‍ eyes forever? Do​‌⁠ you really want​⁠ to disappear from​‌ the map completely?”‍‌

It​ was a joke.‍⁠ I’m not that​ irrational.

“……!”⁠​

Anyway,​⁠ they all flinched‌‌ just the same.​

After​⁠⁠ a brief moment,‌‍‍ the gazes converged​‍‌ on one point.⁠ Had they rehearsed⁠‌ it beforehand? How‌⁠ did they know‌ where each one⁠ would appear on​ the screen?

Naturally,​‌​ all eyes went‌⁠ to the center.​​‍ The President of‌⁠ the United States.⁠ Because he had⁠‌‌ been the one‌​ who dared to​ issue an ultimatum‌‍⁠ to Altair Auditore.⁠

——​​ Heavenly Sword…

He‍⁠ forced the words​⁠ out with difficulty.​‍

——‍‍​ …What you just⁠‌⁠ said is quite​ problematic.

Just‌‍ as I thought,‌​ his breathing cut⁠​⁠ short. He gulped​⁠ air, swelled his‍ diaphragm, and stared⁠‍⁠ straight at me.​‍ The static of​‌​ the connection distorted⁠‌‍ his face, making​​⁠ the features shift​‌ erratically.

——‌‌ No matter how​‌ much this is‌​ a family in⁠​‍ the shadows, they​‍‌ cannot stand above⁠​‍ international law. Therefore…‍

“You‍⁠‌ may run your‌ mouth, but at⁠⁠⁠ least say things‌‍ correctly. The Auditore‍‌ are not officially‍⁠ a shadow family,‌‍⁠ but a family‍​​ of order. And‌ even now, yes,⁠⁠ we can transcend‌⁠ the law as⁠⁠ many times as‍ necessary.”

——​‍​ Not as many‌ times as necessary.‍ That prerogative is‍​‌ only recognized when‍‍ the position of⁠‍ the other party​ is clearly established.​

“That‌‍‍ position is going‍‌ to be pulverized⁠⁠​ very soon. The‌‌‌ only thing is,​ the Auditore are⁠⁠​ in the process​ of verifying it,⁠‌ and that takes​ some time.”

——‌ That verification process,⁠ in fact, is‍⁠ a subsequent process,‍ Heavenly Sword. And‍‍‌ the accused is‍​ Chloe Auditore da​‌​ Sicilia.

“Accused?”​​

——‌ …

The‌​ static spread dynamically⁠ across his face,‌‍ as if he⁠​ were changing expressions​ dozens of times​‌​ in an instant.⁠‌

——‌​‍ Chloe Auditore has‌‍ already attacked more​​ than fifty government⁠‌ institutions across different‌⁠ countries. And all​ within just a week. This is‍⁠ considered a flagrant‌ act of aggression.​‌

This‌ American president was​‍ younger, and perhaps‍‍ for that reason‌‍‌ he had more‌​ backbone.

His‌‍ predecessors usually resigned‍ long before their​⁠ term ended.

For⁠ “health problems.”

In​‌ reality, they were​⁠⁠ just collateral damage,‍‍ crushed between nobles​⁠ and heroes.

They‌⁠‌ ended up stepping‌‍ down of their​‌‍ own will when‍‌⁠ their body’s alarms⁠‌ could no longer‌‌​ be ignored.

So,⁠‍ in the last‍⁠​ election, the citizens​ voted for someone‌‌ stronger and firmer.​​‍ That dark-skinned man​​‍ who was now⁠​ staring at me.‍‍​

——⁠​⁠ Furthermore, in today’s​​ society, only two​‍‌ organizations can exercise‍⁠ supra-legal authority: the​​⁠ Auditore and the‌​ other.

The‌‌ president clung to‍​‍ the momentum of‍ the situation and⁠‍⁠ spoke more forcefully.⁠​

——⁠⁠‍ To quell this⁠‌ international controversy, both‌‌ organizations must be⁠⁠​ in agreement. Has⁠ that ever happened⁠‌‌ in history?

He‌⁠​ said it with‍ airs of superiority.​‍ And the other​​‌ leaders, at last,​‌ began to smile​​ with confidence.

History‍​ and experience are‍​ a powerful logical​‍‌ backing. What hadn’t​⁠ happened in centuries⁠‍‍ rarely happens overnight.​⁠⁠ Almost never.

But⁠‌‌ there was something‌‌​ they were overlooking.‌

‘That⁠ I am…’

The​⁠ very one who⁠‍‌ tore down that⁠​ thick wall called⁠‍ history.

Step.​

I took a step‌ forward. The sound‌ echoed. The heads‌ of state fell​⁠ silent at once⁠‌ and grew serious.‌⁠

“So,⁠ if the other‍‍⁠ organization with supra-legal​⁠ authority approves, you‍‌⁠ won’t make a fuss… is that⁠‌ what you mean?”⁠​

——‍​ Until the verification‍‌‍ of evidence is⁠‍‌ complete, yes.

“Don’t​‍ beat around the‌ bush. Say it‍ clearly.”

——⁠ Yes……

“Then‌‌‌ perfect.”

I lifted my foot⁠​ from the floor.​ They couldn’t see⁠‌‌ it, nor did​​‍ they know I had been pressing⁠​‌ it against a red thread. The‍​⁠ Thread of Transfer.‌‌ And they also​⁠‌ didn’t know where‌ this video call‍⁠⁠ was being transmitted‌‍⁠ in real time.⁠‌‍

— I agree.

The‍ deep voice rumbled,‍ and the leaders‍​ were stunned. First⁠ they looked to​ our side, but​ immediately after, they‍‌​ looked at each​ other. Once again,⁠‌ the center of⁠ the screen shifted.⁠

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Suddenly,‌ a new frame⁠‍ appeared. The screen,‍​ once divided into‍​‌ 32, now became⁠⁠ 33.

— Wha…? How did​ it breach security…?!⁠

— This isn’t a public server, it’s‌​‍ exclusive to the⁠ OECD!

The‌​‍ face of the‌‍ new participant grew⁠‌ suddenly, filling the⁠⁠ center. He shoved‌⁠ the President of​ the United States‌ and all the​ others to the‍⁠‍ margins.

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A middle-aged man. On‍⁠ the screen, he​​‍ seemed to be​​​ in a cabin,​ chopping firewood, but⁠​‌ in reality he‌⁠​ was someone who⁠⁠ ruled above the‍ law.

— I.

His‌‌ voice echoed among‌‌​ the thirty-two countries.‌​

— The Empire shares​⁠ the will of​ Heavenly Sword.

And‍ on the screen,‍ he gave me‍‍ a smile.

***‍

Do‍ you remember Garyeon,⁠‌ the one from​ the Consulate, and​ her abilities?

Her‍ hearing was like​‍ that of a bat. Just like​ when she clung⁠‍ to Kang Geom-Ma‌‍ like a vampire,‍⁠⁠ Garyeon’s hearing was⁠‌‍ truly superhuman. And​⁠​ on top of‍ that, she possessed​ the Blessing of​​ Transmission.

Of‍ course, that didn’t‍‌ allow her to​ cross national borders.⁠‌​ Much less continents.‌​‌ For that, one‍ required the Awakened​‍ Blessing of Transmission,​‌ which she didn’t​ have.

If​​‌ she had been‌​ alone, it would‍​​ have been impossible.​

But‌‍‌ Kang Geom-Ma, while​‍ heading to the​‍​ conference hall, released‌⁠‌ his presence through⁠‌​ the Blessing of​​ Transmission.

The​‌ distance traveled was​​‌ no less than​ 2,000 km. A feat only possible‍ thanks to the‍⁠ Awakened Blessing.

Garyeon‍​⁠ perceived it with⁠‌‍ her unique sense‍⁠ and understood that⁠​‍ it was Kang⁠⁠​ Geom-Ma. She relayed⁠ it to the⁠‍ Emperor as if‍‌‍ she were receiving​‌ a direct signal.⁠​ (And in the​‌‍ process, she nearly‌⁠ exposed the closeness​​ between the Emperor‌‍⁠ and Kang Geom-Ma,⁠‌‍ but in the​​ end it was‍⁠ resolved—or at least‍​ it seems so?)⁠⁠‍

Thanks​ to that perfect‍⁠ collaboration between Transfer‍‍⁠ and Transmission, the⁠​‍ Emperor was able​‍ to break into‍‌ the meeting.

‘Authority​⁠‍ against authority.’

As⁠ expected, with the⁠​⁠ Emperor’s appearance, the‍​‍ complaints died down.⁠

From​​​ the very beginning,‌⁠‍ what the American‍‍⁠ president had said‌ left a mark,‌ and no politician​ in the world⁠​ would dare raise‌‍ a finger against​‍ the Emperor.

Everyone⁠​‍ had to stay​⁠⁠ silent and switch‌ off their screens.⁠

As⁠⁠ the faces of‍⁠‌ the old heads⁠‌‌ of state vanished​‍ one after another‍​ into blackness…

— I’m counting on⁠ you.

With‍‌ those meaningful words,​⁠ the Emperor closed‍ the transmission. Kang‍⁠⁠ Geom-Ma felt uncomfortable,​​ but soon erased‌​⁠ any trace of‌⁠ it from his⁠‌‌ face. Then he‍‍​ departed hastily. His⁠‍⁠ destination, surely, the​ Joaquin Academy.

Flavia​​ lifted her gaze‍‍‌ toward the trail⁠‌⁠ Kang Geom-Ma left‍⁠ as he disappeared​‍‌ amid thunder. She‍​⁠ was still shaken⁠​‍ by the impression​ of having seen​​ him.

“Flavia.”‌⁠​

Knox’s‍‌‌ voice pulled her‍‌⁠ back to reality.‌‍

“Ah,⁠‍‌ yes. I’m sorry.”‌​

Knox’s​⁠​ mask shifted with⁠ a faint tic.‌⁠ He was smiling.⁠ But, contrary to​ what one might⁠ expect, he shook​​​ his head.

“It’s​⁠ not something you‍⁠ need to apologize​ for. Almost everyone‌ reacts like that⁠​ the first time‌ they see Heavenly‍ Sword. It’s fine,​ be as astonished⁠ as you want.”​⁠⁠

“…I’ll​ regain my composure‍‌ soon.”

“If​‌‍ that’s what you​ wish.”

Knox​​ sighed with relief.‍ Then Flavia hesitated,⁠ but asked.

“How​ exactly did Heavenly‌​ Sword get the‍‌ Emperor to cooperate⁠​‍ with us?”

“Not​⁠⁠ even I know.”⁠

She‍ hadn’t asked out‌‍​ of mere curiosity.‌‍​ She knew her‍‍ brother had had​‌‌ a deep relationship‌​‍ with Heavenly Sword⁠ ever since he​ had stormed into‍​​ his life at‍ eighteen.

“Well,⁠ it’s only natural​ to think about‌ it.”

“Why?⁠‌‍ Do you want‍⁠ to dig deeper?”​

“I’m⁠ sorry.”

“Haa…‌ Still, for me,‌ that memory is⁠‍⁠ now a medal.”​‌‌

It‍ had already been‌‍​ ten years since⁠​ they mockingly called‌⁠‌ him “First Blood‍​⁠ Knox.” A decade,​ enough to erase⁠ that ridicule.

Heavenly‌⁠ Sword had become‍‍​ the absolute hero.‍‍‌ And who was​​ the first to‌⁠ taste Kang Geom-Ma’s⁠​ blade? Knox Auditore‍⁠​ da Sicilia. A name that would‌⁠ go down in​ history.

First‌‌ Blood Knox. First​ Blood Knox. Damn​⁠ it.

“…Brother,​‍​ why are you​‍ crying?”

“It’s‌⁠⁠ saliva.”

“Are‍⁠ the salivary glands‍⁠​ next to the‍⁠‍ eyes, perhaps?”

“Flavia.​ If you analyze⁠ everything, it loses‌ all fun.”

‘What’s​​ not fun is⁠ the way you​ talk like you’re‍‍ in a historical​⁠⁠ drama…’

She‌ thought to herself,​​⁠ but stayed quiet.​

Back⁠‌‌ to the matter.‌​‍

“It’s⁠‌ known that there⁠‌⁠ have been conflicts⁠ between Heavenly Sword​ and the Emperor.⁠ And even so,⁠​⁠ the Emperor supported⁠ him. I don’t⁠ understand how.”

“Flavia.”​‌

“Yes?”‌‍

Before‍⁠‌ responding, Knox lifted‍​⁠ his gaze to​​⁠ the sky. With⁠⁠ the Blessing of‌‍​ the Raven, he‍ confirmed that Kang‌ Geom-Ma’s trail had⁠‌ vanished. After making‍​ sure, he brought‍‌ his mouth close⁠​ to Flavia’s ear.‍⁠‍

“Almost‌‌⁠ all of Heavenly​‍⁠ Sword’s threats are​‍⁠ real.”

“Do‍⁠ you mean when⁠‌ he said, do​‌‍ you want to‌⁠ disappear from the‌⁠ map?”

“Silence.​​ Listen carefully.”

“……”‍​

She⁠‌ swallowed.

“When​​ he was seventeen,​⁠ Heavenly Sword went​ into the Japanese⁠​​ prime minister’s hospital.‌‍⁠ Do you know‌​ what he did?”​​

Flavia‌‍ didn’t know. She‍ had been barely​ ten years old⁠‍ when it happened.‌‌

“He‌⁠‍ stabbed him in​ the stomach with​​‌ a sashimi knife.”‍​‍

“Excuse‍​ me?”

“Without​ hesitation, he stabbed⁠‍ him.”

“Absolute​‌​ Archer… but back‌‌‍ then the Prime⁠⁠ Minister of Japan…?”‍

“Heavenly⁠ Sword, or rather,⁠‍ Kang Geom-Ma, didn’t​​‍ care.”

Ah…‍⁠

“It‌⁠ wasn’t the only‍‍ time. Later he‍​‌ traveled to Antarctica‌⁠​ to see Victor⁠ Poison.”

The‍‍​ father of the​​ Hero Association and⁠ father of the‍​ Poison sisters.

“Don’t⁠‍ tell me…”

“Yes.​‍ He stabbed him‍​​ too.”

“…Incredible.”‌

“Heavenly​‍ Sword is like‍ that. He doesn’t‌‍ care about rank.​‌‍ If someone doesn’t⁠​ listen, he eliminates‍ them. That’s how‍ he uses his​‍ sashimi knife in⁠⁠ his own land.”‌

“He​‌⁠ is… someone astonishing.”‌

The‍​‌ heat in the​ air dissipated. Knox⁠ stepped aside a little. Flavia thought⁠​ for a moment,‌ and suddenly a flash of realization​⁠ struck her temple.‍​‍

“The⁠⁠⁠ Emperor too…?”

“Probably.”‍⁠

Knox‍‌ lowered his mask.‍

“Besides,‌‌ if Heavenly Sword⁠‍ decided to destroy​‍​ those 32 countries,‌‌ the Emperor would‌‍ lose power too.⁠​​ He appeared to​⁠ prevent that.”

“B-but‌ then… Heavenly Sword‌‍​ is like a Demon Lord.”

“Kang‌​ Geom-Ma is that‌​​ kind of man.”‌⁠‌

The⁠⁠​ stars shone in⁠ the sky. Twilight​⁠ over the Mediterranean‌​ was brief, and‍‌ as night fell,‌​ the stars glittered​‍ above them.

“For‍ the sake of‌​⁠ harmony, he doesn’t​⁠ mind becoming a villain.”

“Then‌⁠ he’s not a hero.”

“No,​‍ he never has‍‌ been.”

Knox​‌ said it smiling,‌​​ with the stars‌​⁠ reflected in his⁠‍ eyes.

“And⁠​ yet, even for​‌ us, the Auditore,⁠​ who live and‌​ die in the​​⁠ shadows… he is​‍‌ light.”

Like‌ the stars in⁠‌ that night sky.​⁠

***‌‌

As‍ soon as I returned to the​ country, I left​‍‍ everything aside and​ headed to the‍ academy.

In⁠​‍ the laboratory they‍ were washing clothes.​ The graduate students⁠‌ had to take⁠ care of the⁠ professors’ socks, an‍​​ event that repeated‌‍ every other day.‍

Ignoring‌⁠‍ the laments of‌⁠ those modern slaves,⁠⁠‍ I arrived at‌‌⁠ Meian Poison’s laboratory.​‍​

“Professor.”‍‌‌

I forgot to knock​‍ on the door‍‍‍ and barged right‌‌‌ in.

“Ah.”⁠‌‍

Mistake.‍

Meian​‌ Poison was right⁠​ in the middle⁠ of her metamorphosis.⁠

Unlike‍​ her sister, whose⁠ Blessing consisted of​‌ making the target​‌ younger, Meian’s was‍ different—she could change‌‍ her own appearance.‍⁠​ It was more‌​ direct and powerful,⁠⁠⁠ but it had‍​‌ its limitations.

The⁠​‍ process took about‍​​ an hour. During‍‍‌ that time, she​ was completely defenseless.‌​‌ She couldn’t have⁠‌ a single thread⁠‌ of clothing on⁠ her, otherwise the‍ Blessing would be​ interrupted.

“Oh.”‍⁠

Meian‍​⁠ covered her lips‍ with both hands.​⁠ In that situation,⁠⁠⁠ shouldn’t she be‌‌​ covering another part⁠ instead of her‍‍‍ mouth?

“A​‌​ lucky sukebe?”

“…I’m​ sorry.”

“It’s⁠ fine. I was​ changing back to​ my original appearance‌‍​ to receive a guest anyway. If‌ you came for‌‍ something urgent, sit​‍ down.”

Meian‌‌​ covered herself with‌ a velvet cloth​​‌ hanging from the‌​ back of the​‌ chair. It didn’t‌ even look like⁠‍ clothing. Rather, it‌‌​ gave the impression‍​ of someone caught‌‍​ halfway between undressing⁠⁠ and dressing.

‘If‌⁠‍ Ryozo or Abel‌‍‍ saw this…’

My⁠ neck hurt just⁠⁠ thinking about it.​⁠​

‘No.‍‍‌ I have to⁠​ get out of‌⁠​ here.’

“I’ll‌⁠​ come back in​‍⁠ an hour.”

“Eh?⁠ Wasn’t it urgent?”‍

“I‌‍‍ think I should‍​ talk to Ryozo⁠⁠⁠ and Abel first.”⁠

“Oh,⁠⁠​ that makes sense.‌‌ Although…”

Tap,​ tap, tap, tap.​‌

The​ footsteps of two‍ people could be‍ heard. The rhythm⁠⁠ and cadence were‌‍ very familiar to‍⁠ my ears.

“In⁠ fact, I had‌ an appointment with‌ them.”

Clack!‌‌⁠

The⁠ door opened, and​‍ an icy wind⁠ struck my back.‌⁠⁠ I turned my⁠‌​ head stiffly.

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