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The Academy’s Sashimi Sword Master Chapter 399: The Origin of Kang Geom-Ma (3)

Chapter 399: The Origin of Kang Geom-Ma (3)

The​⁠ blades of their​‍ swords clashed high‍ above.

The‍⁠‍ resounding crash produced​ a gigantic shockwave.⁠‌ The trees still‍‌ standing were shattered‌ to pieces.

Rachel‌‍​ turned her neck‍​⁠ and watched the‌‌ confrontation between Abel​​​ and Kang Geom-Ma.‍‌‍

She​‍ murmured softly.

“…Abel.‌‍ You’ve become incredible.”⁠⁠​

Kang​ Geom-Ma had not‍​ yet fully lost‍‍‍ consciousness. To Rachel’s​‌‌ eyes, it was​​‍ visible. Though his‌ figure seemed almost​ like a mass‍⁠ of darkness, a tiny spark burned‌⁠​ faintly in his⁠⁠‌ chest.

That‍ was his humanity.​‌​

Even‍‌ submerged in unconscious‍​​ fury, Kang Geom-Ma⁠​‍ had not been‍ able to discard‍​ his identity as​​‌ a human being.⁠‍

Thanks​ to that, no​ ally was harmed.‍‌⁠ Without doubt, he​ had restrained his⁠‌ strength.

“…If‌⁠‌ Geom-Ma had truly⁠​ wanted to end‌ this, this wouldn’t⁠ have been all.”‍‍​

Rachel⁠ looked around.

Fwooooosh…!⁠

Golden‍ waves approached from‍​⁠ every direction. The​‍‍ scene was overwhelming,‌‌‍ but her mind‍‌ gave off no​‍​ alarm.

Had‍‌​ he not restrained‌‌ his powers, if‍‌ Kang Geom-Ma had‌​​ been in “serious‌​‍ mode,” the island‌​‍ would have vanished⁠ completely with a single slash.

A single slash.

One⁠​ alone would have⁠‌‍ sufficed.

With⁠ her unique ability,​‌ Rachel estimated Kang‍ Geom-Ma’s power by⁠‍​ sight. Her calculation‌ was quite precise.‍‍

‘The‌‌ Changseong family always⁠‌ chooses partners based​‌ on rivals… Maybe‍‍⁠ that’s why they’re⁠‌‌ so specialized in​⁠ this sort of​‌ thing.’

Anyway.⁠‍

Kang​‌ Geom-Ma had used⁠⁠​ his full strength⁠‍ on very few​​ occasions.

Perhaps⁠ never in front​‌‍ of his friends,‍⁠‍ so as not⁠ to drag them​‌⁠ along with him.‍

“Abel.”‍

She​ was facing someone‍‍ like that. A demigod.

Even‌⁠​ if he still‌ showed mercy, neither⁠⁠ dragons, nor angel,‌‌‌ nor even the‍‌ nephilim could approach⁠ Kang Geom-Ma.

And⁠‍​ yet, Abel maintained⁠​‍ an even confrontation⁠ against him.

“This…‌​​ somehow feels like⁠‍ I’m losing.”

Rachel‌​​ curved the corner‍⁠ of her lips.⁠⁠‌

“The​ original of the​‍ we cannot lose​ was our lineage,‍ young lady.”

Though‌‍⁠ Abel’s competitiveness and⁠​‌ the Sword Master’s‌‌‍ diluted that fame,⁠​⁠ originally the pride​​​ of never losing‌ belonged to the‌⁠⁠ Mura family.

Vwooom!​

Rachel‌‍ spun her halberd‍​‍ at head height.‍⁠ It spun. And‍⁠⁠ spun. Faster and⁠⁠‍ faster. In mere​‌ seconds, its form‌‍ became imperceptible.

Just​⁠‍ as a silver⁠ disk formed above‌‌‍ Rachel’s head, her‍​ thigh muscles visibly⁠‍ tensed.

BOOM!‌

Her‍‌⁠ leg released an⁠ explosion. The power‌ of the leap,​‌ added to the​⁠​ spin of her​‍ weapon, catapulted her.​​‍

The⁠ brute force of​ the Changseong.

Rachel,⁠ niece of Richard‌⁠ of Mura, became‍⁠ a true human‌​‍ helicopter and took​⁠‌ off.

In‌ an instant, she⁠‍ reached the same‌​​ height as Kang​ Geom-Ma. Everything looked​⁠⁠ tiny.

The⁠ world seemed like⁠​‌ a toy.

This‌⁠‍ was…

‘The​‍ perspective of Kang‌ Geom-Ma.’

Rachel‍⁠ lifted her gaze.⁠ Kang Geom-Ma turned⁠ his head halfway.⁠​ A gray film⁠‌​ covered his eyes.‌

A pressure pressed down⁠​​ on her chest.‌‌‌

Rachel‌ forced herself not‍⁠ to be intimidated.⁠⁠

With​‌⁠ all her strength,⁠‌⁠ she moved her‌ lips.

“Geom-Ma…”‌

This‍​​ was the world‍ you saw.

Even​‍ from this height,‍⁠ you strove to⁠‍ look at the‍‌⁠ same scenery as⁠ us.

Truly.⁠​‌

Truly,⁠‍​ you gave it​ your all.

“Kh…⁠‍ ugh…”

The‌​ groan was Abel’s.⁠ She was already​ at her limit.​

She‌‍‍ was so focused‌​ on giving her​‌ all, she didn’t​ even notice Rachel’s​ arrival.

“Ah,‍⁠⁠ damn it!”

Rachel’s‍‌ shout snapped Abel​ out of her⁠⁠​ concentration.

“Rachel?!”​

“Sorry!”‍‌

Huh?‌ So suddenly?

And⁠⁠ why are you‌‍ apologizing?

“Anyway,‍ sorry!”

“Why​ the hell—?”

Abel’s‌‍ eyes flew wide⁠​‍ open. Those about⁠⁠ to resume their​‌​ attacks also froze​​‌ in shock.

Golden‍⁠⁠ waves arrived from⁠‍ every direction. The​ sky screamed.

And⁠⁠ yet, everyone fell‍⁠ silent.

It‍​‌ was only natural.‍‍

Because…‍

Crack.‌⁠​

Suddenly,‍⁠ Rachel embraced Kang‌‍ Geom-Ma from behind.​‌‌

If‍ it had been‌‍‍ to restrain him,‍ it would have‍ made sense. But…‍‍

Groooooan…‌

It‍‌‌ was a hug.‍ A gesture completely​​ devoid of combat​‍ intent.

And‍ the apology she‌ had shouted earlier​ erased any possibility‌ of it being‍​ an attack.

In​⁠ truth, it was‍​​ something else.

Rachel‌ trusted in that​‌ spark of humanity⁠‌‍ that still burned‌ like a matchstick‍⁠ inside Kang Geom-Ma.⁠‍

She⁠ had already done‍‌‍ enough physically. What​​ remained was to​⁠‌ trust him.

The⁠ faint vibration in⁠‍ the president’s clouded‌‍ eyes was thanks⁠ to those who‍‍‌ had come before​‍ her.

Even‍​‍ if it was​ just a small‌‍ push, it had​ been his limit.‍‍ His last courage.‍

But⁠‍ he lacked a final blow.

And‍‌‌ by chance, it⁠ seemed that role⁠​⁠ had been reserved​‍⁠ for Rachel.

Because‌‍ only she could‌‍‍ see Kang Geom-Ma’s⁠‌⁠ weakness.

His​‍ humanity.

Besides,⁠⁠‌ having come this‍⁠ far, she couldn’t⁠​ leave without doing⁠ anything.

It‍‌‌ would be a disgrace to the⁠‌ Mura family.

That‌​⁠ was why she​ embraced him. Because‍‌⁠ if their hearts‍ touched, maybe she‍⁠ could reach him.‌​‍

A very simple idea.​

But‌‌ perhaps precisely because‌‌‌ of that, powerful.⁠

“Wow…”‌

Leon⁠‍ let out a sigh of amazement.​‍‌

Then,‍⁠ a huge hand‍⁠ covered his field​​‍ of vision. Metatron,‌⁠‍ his father, spoke‍⁠⁠ beside his ear.‍

“Don’t‌​ look at that.”‍⁠

“Eh?”‍‍‌

“It’s‌​‍ indecent.”

“Dad,‍​‍ I’ve been an⁠‌‌ adult for a long time…”

“Even‌ so, no!”

Metatron​​ was an angel.​ With absurdly high​ moral standards.

Leon‌‍ was about to‌⁠‍ make a face,​ but then.

Shaaaa…⁠⁠‌

As‌ if it were​⁠‌ a lie, the​‍⁠ surging waves began​ to calm.

And​‍​ the suffocating heat‌ of the sky‍ started to dissipate.‌‍​

It​‌ was ghostly.

The‍‍ timing was too⁠​ perfect to be‌ coincidence.

“…”⁠

Abel,‌ still holding her‌⁠⁠ sword high, changed​‍ expression.

She⁠‌ froze.

“Geom-Ma…”​‌

“…”⁠​‌

“Geom-Ma?”‌

“…”‌‍

Abel‍​​ forced a stiff⁠‌ smile. And slowly⁠ lowered her weapon.‍

A moment later.

Abel‌​‍ plummeted. Her time‍‍⁠ in the air​⁠ had ended.

“Geom-Ma!”​​‍

Abel’s​ sharp cry resounded‌‌ just beneath the​​ feet of Kang‌‌ Geom-Ma and Rachel.‍​⁠

***​‌

Between​ dream and reality‌​ there existed a temporal difference. What‌ is called a discrepancy or dissonance.​⁠

Generally,‌‌ the time that​‌ passed in reality⁠ was absurdly short⁠⁠ compared to what‌‍ was experienced in‌‌ the dream.

It‍⁠ had already been⁠⁠‍ three hours since⁠ Ryozo started talking‍ with Mesther. But​ in reality, not⁠‌‌ even five minutes‍ had passed.

“Sorry,⁠‌ but how on⁠⁠‌ earth does it​‌ make sense that⁠‌ you’re Kang Geom-Ma’s​‌⁠ first love?”

“But‌ it’s true! I was the first‌ to meet him!⁠⁠⁠ A million years​⁠ before you were‍‌ even born!”

What​‌‍ shamelessness.

Although,​ in truth, it‍⁠​ really had been⁠‍ roughly a million​‌ years ago, so‍​ there was no‌​ way to refute⁠​‍ it.

“That​​​ only applies if‌ we follow the⁠ timeline. Ha… Forget‍‍ it. You can’t‍​ apply modern logic​ to a cavewoman.”‍

“So,‍‍‌ do I get‍ to stay with‍ Kang Geom-Ma then?”‍‌⁠

“That’s​‍‍ not what I said, hey!”

Five⁠‍​ minutes in real⁠​ time.

In‌‍‍ that short span,​‍ they were already⁠ arguing like old‌⁠ acquaintances. During that‍‌‍ time, Ryozo had⁠‌ listened to Mesther’s‌⁠‍ story.

Through‌⁠ the Monolith, Kang‍ Geom-Ma had crossed⁠ the timeline, traveled‌⁠ to the past,‍​ and rescued Mesther⁠ from the hands⁠ of the angels.⁠

The​‍ way he annihilated​ the angels was,​‍‌ of course, very‌⁠ much Kang Geom-Ma’s‌ style.

And⁠​⁠ that vulnerable side⁠​ he showed toward​⁠ a woman in⁠⁠‌ trouble—no, toward a person in trouble—was‌ also very characteristic‌ of him.

That’s​​‌ why people fell‌​ for him again‌ and again. Though,‌⁠​ please, stop making‌ everyone fall for‌ you already.

Kang‍ Geom-Ma, you truly‌‍ enchant too much.​⁠

‘I​​ have no right⁠ to criticize Abel.’​

After​‌‌ meeting Kang Geom-Ma’s‌‍ self-proclaimed first love,​⁠​ Ryozo couldn’t help​⁠ but sympathize with‌ Abel’s grief. Mesther,‌ proud, lifted her⁠​ chin.

“You​ know, right? Men​ never forget their‌⁠ first love.”

“……”‍‌‌

A deep weariness overtook⁠‌​ her. Ryozo rubbed‍​‌ her face with​ both hands.

It⁠⁠​ made no sense⁠⁠ to take seriously‍ someone who didn’t‍‌‍ understand what she‍ was being told.​​

‘Even‍ so.’

She‍​ felt like she‌​‍ had to say⁠‍ something.

“But​​ your first love‌‌ was Kang Geom-Ma,‌ wasn’t it?”

“We⁠⁠ were each other’s​‌ first loves!”

“Yeah,‍ yeah. Let’s leave​ it at that.”‌⁠‍

Mesther​‌‌ smiled in satisfaction.‍

And‍⁠⁠ to think this​‍ woman was considered​‌⁠ an ancient.

How‌‍⁠ could a line‍‌ of ancients, giants‍‍ of strength, and‌‌ the first president‍​‍ of the Association​‌​ have come from​⁠ someone like her?⁠⁠⁠

Wait⁠‍ a moment.

“They⁠‌ look alike.”

“Alike?‍‍ What do you⁠‌‍ mean?”

“Your⁠⁠ descendants. They look⁠⁠⁠ a lot like‍⁠​ you.”

“Eh?”‍

“What⁠‌ do you mean,‍ eh? And besides,‍ if you have‌​​ descendants, that means‌‍ you got married.‌⁠ Then with what‌‍⁠ face do you⁠⁠​ come talking about‌‍ first love and⁠ all that?”

Mesther‌ was left speechless.​ She clutched her​‍ chest and breathed​⁠ heavily.

“Cold-blooded!”​⁠‍

“I’m​ just rational.”

“Lack‍‌⁠ of empathy!”

“Let’s‌‍ call it logic.”‍‍⁠

“And‍⁠ what right do⁠⁠ you have to​ keep him?”

“But​‌‍ you did get‌⁠ married, didn’t you?”‍‌‌

“Ugh!”‍‍⁠

Got⁠ you!

Ryozo‍ curved a victorious‍‌​ smile. This was‍ fun. She crossed⁠ her arms and⁠ lifted her chin.⁠⁠​

“And⁠ now, miss defeated.​‌‍ When are you‍⁠​ going to tell‌ me why you‍ brought me here?”‍

“Ugh…‌‍⁠ You really don’t​ know how to‌‌‍ appreciate favors.”

“Favor?⁠‍‍ You almost drugged⁠​‍ me with that⁠‍ weird thing!”

“Hey!​‍‍ I didn’t even​ say anything! But‍‍ if it weren’t⁠ for me and‌‌​ my ID, you’d‌‍ already be dead.‍‍​ I was the‌⁠ one who saved‌ you!”

“Aha.‍ I suspected it.”⁠‍‌

“Suspected?”⁠‌‌

Ryozo‌ nodded calmly.

“While‌‍ you were telling‌​ me the story,​‌ I was deducing⁠​ it.”

Driven​ by impulsive emotion,⁠‍​ she had launched​‍⁠ herself alone into‍‌ the villains’ base.‌ Even though she​​ had help from⁠‌​ Horntail, the enemies‌⁠​ were formidable opponents.‍⁠⁠

Villains,‌ generally, were much⁠ more resilient and​​ powerful than humans.‍ And from among‍ them, the twelve‌​‌ strongest were chosen—the​⁠‍ Twelve Villains.

Though⁠‌‍ Ryozo was recognized‍ as a preemptive‌⁠ strike heroine, facing​‌ all twelve at‌​ once was unrealistic.‍‌‍

That‍ was why she​⁠⁠ ended up wounded.‍‍ Horntail protected her‍‍ in the end,‍⁠ allowing her to‌ survive.

The⁠​‍ fact that she‍​ was still alive‌ and had that‌⁠‌ dream—Ryozo pieced everything⁠ together and reached⁠‌ a conclusion.

‘Something​‌ supernatural saved me.’‍

And‌​ that something was⁠‌ Mesther.

Through⁠‍ the dream, the⁠​‍ ancient wisdom and⁠‌⁠ the Yggdrasil had⁠‌ manifested. Everything fit​⁠ too well to‍‌ call it coincidence.​​ This world is​ riddled with causalities⁠​‌ disguised as coincidences.​‍ Ryozo firmly believed‍​ it.

“Then,​‍‍ let’s get to‌​‍ the point.”

Mesther⁠‌‌ removed her flower​‍ crown and stepped​ forward. Ryozo stepped​‌‍ back slightly.

“Scared,‌‍ granny?”

“…Stay‍ back. You’re dangerous.”​⁠⁠

“Pff.‍‍‍ If I wanted⁠⁠‍ to hurt you,‍‍ I already would​​ have. Come on,⁠​‌ put this on.”‍​

Ryozo‍ looked alternately at‌ Mesther and the​ flower crown. Finally,‌​​ she tilted her‌‌⁠ head.

Mesther​ placed the crown‍‍⁠ on her head.‍

Tap.⁠⁠

In⁠‍​ that instant.

Ryozo‍‌‌ trembled as if⁠⁠⁠ struck by lightning.‍‍

Her​ breathing faltered. She​‍⁠ felt her heart‍ leap into her‍‍ throat.

Thump.‌‌

She‌‍‌ heard it.

Thump.⁠⁠

She‌​⁠ could feel even​​ the tiniest movement⁠‍ of the cells​⁠‌ rushing through her​ veins.

Thump.‍‍‌

Her‌‍‌ vision, which could​ see down to​ the atoms, pulled⁠‌ away so far‌ that now she‌⁠‌ saw the Milky​‌ Way as a mere dot.

Information?⁠

No.‌‍

This​ was experience.

All‌‌‍ the knowledge accumulated‌ over countless eras‌‌‌ by the ancient⁠ wisdom—the logic of⁠‌‌ the world, the​⁠‌ circuits, the nostalgia,​ the longing, the⁠ hope, and the⁠ despair. All of​‍⁠ it was injected⁠‍ into Ryozo.

A true inception.

Memories‍​‍ compressed in dream-time,‍‌ soaking into her​ mind.

“You​ saw it, right?”⁠​

The‌ resolution of the​​ world returned to‍⁠ normal. Ryozo almost‌ vomited.

“…So⁠‍ that’s why you​ made the Yggdrasil​​ grow.”

“Yes.”​‍

Mesther​​ adjusted the crown⁠​​ on her head​⁠​ as she answered.‍

“He⁠ saved me once.‍ So I also‌‍ wanted to save⁠ him, even just​ once.”

“And‌⁠⁠ that’s why you​​⁠ waited… ten thousand⁠‌ years?”

Ten‌‌‍ thousand years.

An‌ eternity no human‍ being could endure.‍

Mesther‌​ endured with pure​ will, watching the‌ Yggdrasil grow.

It​‍ was impressive. Incredible.‌​‌ If she hadn’t​⁠ seen her memories,​‍ she wouldn’t have‌⁠ believed it.

“You‍‌‍ understand, don’t you?”⁠‌⁠

“…Yes…”⁠

Mesther⁠‍​ held herself back.​⁠​

She⁠‍ wanted to return​ the favor she⁠‌ had received from‌‍ Kang Geom-Ma.

Ryozo‌ watched her.

That‍⁠ radiant smile felt,​‍⁠ for some reason,‌ sadder than any‌ dull expression.

“…Why⁠⁠ did you heal⁠ me, bring me​‍ here, and then‍⁠ show me all⁠ your memories?”

With‌​ a much more‍⁠ formal tone, Ryozo‌ asked the question.‌

Mesther⁠⁠ smiled with an​ enigmatic nuance. Then‌‍ she wrapped her‍ arms around Ryozo’s‍​​ neck and whispered.​‍‍

“During​​‍ these ten thousand‍‌​ years watching petals​ fall, I was⁠⁠‌ able to glimpse,​‍⁠ no—rather, feel the​‌‍ truths of the⁠​‍ universe.”

“……”‍

“I‍‍​ suppose it’s called‌‍​ empathy. I saw⁠ another girl like​‌ you, who also⁠‌‍ has to endure⁠‌ a long wait‌‌⁠ for him.”

Mesther‍‍⁠ patted her back.‍⁠ As Ryozo received‌⁠ it, she sensed‍‌‌ a sweet floral​ fragrance.

“Be​‌ strong.”

Mesther⁠ stepped back.

“Saki⁠‍‌ Ryozo.”

The‌ scenery around her,‌‍ the Yggdrasil, Mesther’s⁠ face, her smile—all⁠ darkened.

“Please,⁠ find him.”

***‍​

And⁠ so, Ryozo awoke⁠‌​ in the real‌ world. She had‍‌ not yet fully​ left the dream.‌‍⁠

With‌⁠ her mind still‍ hazy, she struggled⁠​‌ to sit up.‌⁠

Then​ she saw it,​ in her blurred⁠‍‍ field of vision.‌‌‌

“……?”​

Kang⁠​‌ Geom-Ma and Rachel.‌‌‍

At​‍ the very moment⁠​ they were joined.‌‍⁠

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