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The Academy’s Sashimi Sword Master Chapter 411: The Savior (2)

Chapter 411: The Savior (2)

It​ was cold.

Everything‍‍ around him was⁠⁠ frozen.

‘…Ah.’‌​

He‍ parted his lips​⁠‌ slightly. Instead of⁠‌ sound, long droplets⁠ formed between his⁠⁠ teeth.

His​ field of vision,‍‌ which had been​ bluish, was soon‍​ covered in black.‍ A state of‌ total void. He​‍‍ couldn’t tell if​‍⁠ he was falling⁠​ or rising.

Yes.​

I’m‌​​ sinking.

To‌ the deepest part‍ of the sea.‍‌‍

As‌‌ if completely anesthetized,‍​⁠ he couldn’t move​​ a finger. The​ blinking of his​⁠​ eyelids slowed so‍⁠ much that it‌​ finally stopped.

He⁠ was still frozen.⁠

His‌‌ body began to‍ tremble violently.

But⁠⁠‍ it wasn’t from‌‍ the cold. It‍⁠ was because it⁠​‍ felt good.

The‌‍⁠ blood and hormones‍⁠ running through his​⁠​ veins massaged his‌ brain. They drowned‌ him in pleasure.⁠

He⁠‍ tried to resist⁠‌​ with willpower.

Damn.​ It wasn’t easy.‍⁠ Who could instantly‌​‍ reject a sensation⁠ so electrifying? He⁠⁠ justified himself as​​ he closed his​ eyes.

A warmth wrapped around‌ his body. Not​ that the seawater‍ had warmed.

There‍⁠‍ had to be‌⁠ something wrong with‌​​ his nervous system.​⁠

Hahaha.‌⁠‌

Pleasure​ and shame alternated‌⁠‌ in his mind.​

‘How‌ did I end‌​​ up like this?’​‌​

All⁠‍‍ because a piece​​ of flesh from⁠‌ Kali Yuga grazed​ his cheek. Since‍‌ it couldn’t win⁠​ by force, it⁠​‌ must have resorted⁠ to some trick.‍⁠

The​ truth was he‌⁠ had let his‌⁠​ guard down. That‌⁠‍ was all.

Kali‌ Yuga appeared suddenly.⁠⁠ That’s why it‌​‌ shouldn’t have been‍⁠ able to use​‍ 100% of the‌⁠​ power of its⁠ true form. That‍‌⁠ thought was the⁠⁠‍ start of his‌‍‍ mistake.

‘You‍‍ didn’t fully charge‍‍ your energy, so​ of course you‌​ were going to‌‌ pull out some‌ card up your‍ sleeve, you damned‍‌‍ idiot.’

Right​‌ now, with a single cut, I’m​ capable of dividing⁠‍‌ the sea and‌‌​ altering the terrain.‍⁠‌ And that’s while‍‍ holding back my‍ strength. If I cut seriously, this‌‌ planet couldn’t withstand‌‍​ it.

Ryozo,​⁠ Abel, Yu Sein,⁠‌‌ etc.

My‌‍ family and friends‍ tell me to‌‌ trust them and​‍⁠ give it my‍ all. Thanks to‍‌​ their support, I gradually increased the​⁠‌ power of the​‌‍ 「Blessing of the‍‍⁠ Sword God」.

But⁠⁠ in the end,⁠‌​ I couldn’t release‌ it all.

I’m⁠‌‍ afraid.

Ragnarok?​‌ Kali Yuga? Nobodies.​​ Complicated types, but‌⁠ if I’m with‍​‌ my companions, I know we can⁠ face them. Even​⁠‌ if they have⁠‌‌ incredible containment power,‍‍ the potential of‍ my friends and​⁠‌ family is incalculable.‍⁠‍

‘What‌⁠ really scares me…’​

I’ll​‍ be direct.

I’m‌ afraid of myself.‌‌⁠

I,​⁠​ Kang Geom-Ma, am‌ no different from‌‌‍ a time bomb.‌ It terrifies me.​‌ I fear losing‍ control at any⁠⁠⁠ moment and hurting‍​ those around me.‍‍

The‍ stronger their faith‍ in me, the‍‍‍ heavier the lead‌​ I feel in⁠‌⁠ my chest.

Maybe‌‍ the reason I’m⁠‌ sinking twenty thousand‌ ri under the​​ sea is precisely‍⁠⁠ that weight in‌​ my heart.

Swish.⁠​

My‌ eyes opened.

Nothing‌‌ had changed in​‌​ the scenery. No.‍‍ There was something.​‌

‘Is‌​ that…?’

In‌⁠ the middle of‍ the darkness, a bluish light flickered.⁠ It didn’t look⁠‍⁠ like the sun⁠⁠ reflected on water⁠‍⁠ scales. This was‌ too deep for​‍ outside light to‌​ reach.

The⁠ lights flickered. Several⁠⁠ of them. He⁠ blinked a few​⁠ times, thinking they⁠ were afterimages.

But‍ the more he⁠‍‌ did, the more​ lights appeared.

Fireflies?‍

They‌ approached him through‍‌‌ the sea currents.⁠ From far or‌ near, their size‌ didn’t change much.​ They were small⁠⁠‌ lights.

chi,‍‍ chijijik!

He⁠​‍ could hear their​ conversation, accompanied by​‍ flashes. The seawater​⁠​ distorted their voices,‌⁠‍ which buzzed in⁠​‍ his ears.

“(Lord!‌ There he is,‍​‍ squeak!)”

They​​⁠ were squirrels.

“(Good‌⁠ work! You recognized⁠‍ him right away!)”​‌‍

“(Hehe.‌ The world was⁠​ all dark, but⁠ since there was‍‌ a white mane‌​‌ all alone there,‍ I recognized him‌​ immediately, squeak.)”

At‌ Lycan’s praise, the⁠⁠‍ squirrel puffed up⁠‍ with pride. The‍⁠ chipmunk beside it⁠​ scolded.

“(No‍⁠ time to waste,‌​⁠ squeak! Instead of‌ chatting, hurry! Quickly,⁠ lift Lord Kang​​ Geom-Ma, squeak!)”

“(…Someday‌‍ I’ll take your⁠​ place, squeak.)”

“(W-what⁠​ did you say?!)”‍​

“(If‌‍​ you’re scared, go⁠​‍ die, squeak!)”

Even‍ as they quarreled,⁠ with a single​ look from Lycan,​‍ they sped up.⁠‍⁠ From this depth,​​​ closer to the⁠​‌ bottom than the‌​ surface, they endured⁠ the crushing pressure‌⁠‍ on their bodies‌ and reached him.​

“(Kang​ Geom-Ma.)”

Lycan‌‌ crossed his arms‌ over his upper‍‍‍ lip and looked‌‌ down at him.⁠‍ The typical rodent​‍‍ smell invaded his⁠​ nose, tormenting his​⁠‌ frontal lobe.

“(…It​​ was a mistake‌​ entrusting you with‌⁠⁠ my body and‍⁠ my magic.)”

‘……?’‌‍

Meanwhile,‍‍ the squirrels stuck​⁠ to his back.‌​ And using lightning​‌ magic, they pushed‌⁠⁠ him. His cheek‍ stretched backward. With⁠​ the “squirrel boosters,”‍‍‍ he resisted the‌‌‍ water’s pressure and‍ rose toward the​​ surface.

Lycan​ shook his head,‍‍‌ still with arms‌ crossed. And launched‍ his usual dry‌⁠​ scolding.

“(With‍ that pitiful mental‍‌‌ state… I, believing​⁠​ you were the​ ‘destined hero who⁠ would save the⁠​​ world,’ entrusted you‌‌ with my body‍⁠ and my magic.‌‍​ And all you‌‍​ do is worry​‍ about losing control‌‌ in front of​ the enemy?)”

Lycan‌​ grew indignant.

A bucket of icy​​ water fell over⁠ his drifting mind.‍⁠⁠

His​ body was ascending.‌‌‍

“(What⁠‍ good is increasing‌ your physical power‍ if your mind​​​ is weaker than⁠‌ it was ten⁠ years ago?)”

‘It’s‌⁠ because now I have people I must protect around​‍ me…’

“(You‌‍​ damned idiot!)”

A tiny fist adorably‍ punched his nose‌​​ like a punching⁠​⁠ bag. As his​‍ nose tip stung,‍ Lycan shouted.

“(You,⁠ who gave up​ being a god⁠​‍ to be human!⁠ How can you⁠‌ know less about⁠‍​ the human heart‍ than I do?​‌ Think, Kang Geom-Ma!⁠‍​ Have your companions‍‍ ever once asked‍‍ you to protect​ them?)”

‘That‌​​ is…’

No.​​‌

On​ the contrary.

They‍​​ had always told⁠⁠ me not to​⁠ fight alone, to⁠ go together.

They‍​​ knew that if​‌​ they asked me⁠ directly, I would​ refuse, so they‌⁠⁠ took any chance‌ to fight by⁠ my side.

Speedweapon,​ Rachel, Leon, Media,‍ Abel.

And​​ Ryozo.

In‌‍⁠ fact, none of​ them had ever​‍​ asked me to‍‍ protect or save‌‌​ them. Maybe, without⁠ realizing it, I was the one‌‍ reaching out my⁠‌‌ hand to them.⁠​

“(They⁠ are heroes! They‍ are people strong​‌⁠ enough to protect​​ themselves! And who⁠⁠⁠ do you think​‌ you are to‍ judge them at​‌ your whim? Are‍‌ you afraid they’ll‌‍ die fighting?)”

He⁠ ascended in silence.‍‍⁠

“(You‌ damned fool! Nothing‍‌ hurts more than​ seeing the person‌⁠​ most important to⁠ you treat you⁠‌ like a burden!‍‍⁠ Who would like​ being seen as‌⁠ dead weight?)”

Upward.‍‍‍

“(Maybe‍​ you can hide‍ it now, but‍​ someday it will​‍⁠ show. Did you‌ ever think about‌‌ the helplessness they’ll‌ feel when that⁠‍‍ happens, Kang Geom-Ma?)”⁠‌⁠

Higher.⁠‌

“(Wake​‍ up, please.)”

‘Lycan.’​

“(Everyone‌⁠ knows you’ve been⁠⁠‍ using my magic​⁠‍ more than the​​ 「Blessing of the⁠‍​ Sword God」 lately.​‍⁠ Surely you thought​ that damned Apocalypse​‌ bastard used a trick like mobile⁠‍ games.)”

The⁠⁠ shining surface of​⁠⁠ the sea was‌​ reflected in his‍‍ retina.

“(Arrogant​‍ brat!)”

Lycan⁠⁠‍ crowned that glow​​​ as if it‌​ were a sacred‌‌‍ halo.

“(For‍​⁠ you, Kang Geom-Ma,​​‍ my power is‍‌ nothing more than‌⁠‌ a trick or⁠ a trap.)”

‘Ah.’⁠

“(Magical⁠‍​ blessing? Bah, that’ll‍ come one day.‍ But so what?‌‌ Remember this! You​‍ are a swordsman!‍ You were born⁠‍‌ for that! You‍ are different from‌ the root than‍ a mage like⁠‌‍ me!)”

He​‌ emerged from the‌⁠‍ sea at that‍‌‍ instant.

Had‍ the air always⁠‌ been so sweet?‌

The‌⁠⁠ sticky seawater tried⁠​⁠ once more to​‌ hold him back​‍‍ like hands.

“(I‍​ was born a mage, but I longed for the⁠ sword. That’s why​‌​ I forged it.​⁠‌ But in the‍‍ end, I hit‌‍ a wall. Lack⁠ of talent? No,⁠ that wasn’t it.)”‍

He‍⁠​ approached the clouds.⁠⁠

“(No‍‍ matter how much⁠ I trained with‌ the sword, without‍‍​ realizing it I leaned on magic.‍ Like insurance. That’s‌‌ why I lost​ to a man‍⁠ who chose only⁠ one path.)”

Balor‍‍ Joaquin.

The‌‌‌ commander of the‌ 1st corps, Lycan,​ admitted his defeat‍‌​ in a calm‌ voice. Thinking of⁠⁠⁠ his pride must⁠​‍ have hurt greatly.⁠

“(I‌ ask you, Kang⁠​ Geom-Ma. Don’t you‌​​ want to become⁠ stronger?)”

He⁠ nodded.

“(Then‌⁠‍ why abandon the‌⁠ straight path and⁠‍ wander down the‍‌ dark one? You‍⁠⁠ are a swordsman!​​ Your duty is‌​‌ to cut whatever⁠ is before you.⁠‌‍ Complicated theories have​‍‌ no place on‌‍ the path of‍⁠​ the sword! And‍‍ you know this⁠​‌ better than anyone!)”‌⁠

Principle⁠⁠ of the sword.‌​‌

The⁠ pinnacle of the‌ sword.

Before‌ it seemed complicated⁠ to me. But‍‌‌ in reality it⁠⁠ is very simple⁠ and clear.

And‍ I always repeated‌‌⁠ it to myself.‌‍⁠

==‍ ==

If⁠​‍ you cut, it⁠ will cut.

==‌‌ ==

That⁠ single phrase, even‌‌⁠ in the worst​‍​ difficulties, was a beacon that lit​​‍ my path.

The‌⁠ sword.

In⁠​⁠ my past life,​ in this one,‌ and in any‍‍‍ other.

It⁠ has always been‍‍​ my teacher, my‌⁠‍ guide.

I placed my hand​‌‍ on my chest.‍⁠

Thump,⁠‍ thump.

The‍ two sashimi pulsed​ strongly.

Their⁠‌‍ cold edges had‌ more vitality than⁠‌ my own heart.‍ Seeing me, Lycan‍​‍ hid a smile⁠‍ that slipped from‌ his lips.

“(The⁠​⁠ lightning magic is​⁠‌ confiscated for now.)”‍‍

“That’s‌⁠ fine.”

I smiled faintly. Lycan​​ also smiled, more⁠​ at ease.

“(The‌​ enemy went to‌‌⁠ Korea. We’ll take​ you there.)”

“Korea…?‍ Why not Hawaii?”‍​​

“(I⁠⁠‌ don’t know.)”

“That’s‌ fine then.”

While‌⁠‍ lying sideways in​‌‌ the air, I straightened up. Lycan​‍‍ went from being‍‍​ above my lip⁠ to resting on⁠ my shoulder.

“I‌ don’t have to⁠‌ assume anything. Just​​ wield my sashimi.​‌ That’s what I am.”

“(Exactly.)”​‍⁠

Lycan,⁠​ the demonic sword.‌

“(That‍⁠ is Kang Geom-Ma.)”‍

The‍⁠‍ demonic sword awakened​​⁠ the Heavenly Sword.‍

***‍

=Kr,​ hng…!=

Kali‍‍‍ Yuga crashed into‍‌⁠ a building in⁠​⁠ Gangnam. It swung​​ its arm and​ cleared the rubble‍⁠‌ and dust.

Two‍ humans. The Founding‌‍‍ Hero and the⁠‍‍ Sword Master floated‌ in the air.⁠‌‌ They were riding​​‍ their swords as‍‍ if they were⁠‍‌ drones. It was⁠​ the Sword Master’s‌‌‌ remote sword control‌‍​ technique.

“Well.⁠ That idiot who‍⁠‍ used to do‍⁠ nothing but train⁠‌ now uses remote​‍ sword control? And‍ with such precise‍ handling too. Impressive.”​‍‌

Balor‌ Joaquin patted the‌‍ Sword Master on​ the shoulder.

“You​ flatter me too​ much.”

“It’s‌‌ no exaggeration. Not‍‍ even Aaron could​ do this.”

The⁠​ Sword Master didn’t‍‍ know where to​‌ put himself.

“Then,‍ does that mean​​​ I surpassed the⁠ first Sword Saint…?”‍‌‍

“Hmm,‌ not quite. They⁠⁠​ just specialized in‌ different things. Aaron⁠​ was the type⁠⁠​ specialized in aura.‌⁠ If he were‌‌​ here, he wouldn’t‌‍ have slammed that⁠ Smurf-looking guy with‍⁠ one blow, he​⁠ would have cut⁠ the entire building⁠ with aura.”

“I‌ still have far‍​ to go.”

“The‌​ path of the‍​‍ sword has no‍ end. Did you‌ say your name‌ is Siegfried?”

“Call​⁠ me Sieg, please.”​‍⁠

=……=​⁠

“Sounds‌‍ good. Anyway, Sieg,⁠⁠‍ listen to this.‍‍ On the path⁠‍​ of the sword‍ in abstract domains‍ like sword theory,⁠ the direct path​ is often faster​‌⁠ than shortcuts. It‍⁠​ may be slow,​ but it’s safe.”⁠

“Yes…”‍​

Sieg‌‌ nodded hesitantly. It⁠⁠⁠ was because at⁠‌​ that moment he‍ was using the‍‍ Awakening of his⁠‌​ Blessing. Balor Joaquin​​ ruffled Sieg’s white‌ hair.

“This​‌‌ brat… though he‍ looks wrinkled, he​‌ has his charm.”⁠​

“Haha…”‍‌

Even‌ with the end​​ of the world​‍ before them, the​ two men chatted​⁠‌ without worry.

The​​ eyes scattered all‌​ over Kali Yuga’s‍‍⁠ body were bloodshot.⁠

=T-those​ vermin…=

Kali‍‌ Yuga had fled​‌⁠ at full speed‍ to Korea after‌‍⁠ escaping Kang Geom-Ma.‌

It​​⁠ felt the energy​ of Hell and⁠​‍ of Chaerina nearby.⁠⁠​ Though it couldn’t​ pinpoint the exact​ position.

It‌​​ didn’t matter. The‍​ estimated population of‍‌ Seoul was about​ 15 million. A quarter of Korea’s​‍⁠ entire population. If‍ it annihilated all​ the vermin present​ here, it would⁠ be easier to​ purge Hell.

It⁠ had already crossed⁠‍​ out from its⁠ plans the idea‌​ of absorbing this‍ world completely.

It‌​‌ had offered an​ illusory dream to​‍​ the insects. Even​‍⁠ so, they themselves‌​​ ruined their undeserved‌⁠‍ luck. It didn’t‍ need that kind⁠⁠ of scum. It‌‌ would fulfill only​​ the purpose of‌‍⁠ the Force of‍​ Suppression.

With‍ that intent it‍‍ arrived in Seoul.‌⁠

But⁠​ two humans stood‌​‌ in its way.‌ They were heroes.⁠⁠⁠ To Kali Yuga,‌ who had just‌‍​ faced Kang Geom-Ma,‍ they were like​ trash rolling on‌‌‍ the ground.

“Vermin?”​‌

Balor‌⁠ Joaquin tilted his‍​‌ neck. His figure​ disappeared and at​ that instant, the‌ sword advanced.

Boom!‌

Kali‌ Yuga twisted its⁠​​ head and barely‍ managed to dodge.⁠​⁠ A slash made‍‍ its cheek bleed.‌​

Glancing‌ sideways, all the‍‌​ buildings in the‌⁠‍ direction of the⁠ thrust were pierced‌‍ through. The buildings,​⁠ having lost their⁠‍‌ center of gravity,‌ began to collapse‌ one after another.​​

Kali‌​‌ Yuga swung its‌ chakram and pushed‍‍‌ Balor Joaquin away.​‌ It fled.

The‌‍ Sword Master and‌⁠‌ Balor Joaquin chased​⁠‍ after it riding‍ their swords as⁠ if surfing.

=Damned!‌‍ =

Being⁠‌ chased by rolling⁠ trash.

It⁠‌ had overlooked something​​ important.

It‍​⁠ had just faced‍ Kang Geom-Ma. Its‍​ body wasn’t in​ perfect condition either.‍‍ It had to⁠​ admit it. Those​‌​ two would be⁠⁠ difficult even at‍ full strength.

=I⁠‍ must recover somehow=‍‌‍

As‌‍ it moved at​ high speed, Kali‌ Yuga raised its⁠‌ gaze to the‌‌‌ sky. And just​‍ then, it saw​‍​ it. One of​ its own eyes⁠‍ still remained on‍​ the Jamsil Tower.⁠ It hadn’t withdrawn​ it in time.⁠⁠ And that eye‌​ was watching it.⁠

=Ha,⁠‌​ ha, hahaha! HAHAHAHAHA!=‌

Bad‍⁠ luck followed it.‍‍​

As​⁠⁠ it slipped through‍‌​ the buildings, Kali‍‍ Yuga roared. With‍ one kick, it‌‌ destroyed several buildings.⁠

The⁠‌ two heroes rose⁠ vertically, clearing a path.

Kali‌​‌ Yuga reached the​⁠ eye on the⁠‍⁠ Jamsil Tower in​‌ an instant. It‍ stretched out its‍‌‍ hand and shouted.‍

=Grant⁠‌ me the pleasure​ of this city!=​​‌

At‌‍⁠ the master’s order,‌‍ the eye furrowed‌ its brows and⁠ released a tentacle-like‌‌ substance.

The‌​⁠ Sword Master sensed‌⁠‌ that those two⁠ must not make​ contact.

It‌⁠ was just a hunch.

He‌‌ hurled the sword⁠ he was riding.‌⁠ With a slicing​ sound, Kali Yuga’s‍​⁠ arm flew.

It​ was the sword​‍ that, traveling nearly‍⁠ at supersonic speed,‍⁠ cut its arm.⁠

=You’re‍⁠ getting desperate, huh?=⁠‍‌

Kali⁠ Yuga mocked.

Though‌‍ Kang Geom-Ma and​‌ the Sword Master‌​ had already cut‌‌ off its arms,‌​‍ it still had‍⁠‌ four more.

It​⁠​ only needed to‌ grab the tentacles‌ with another hand.⁠

“Where‌‍ do you think‌ you’re going?”

Balor‌‌ Joaquin lunged. Wielding‌ his sword with‍​ both hands, his⁠ killing intent materialized‌ as if to​ split Kali Yuga⁠‌ in two like‌ ice cream.

=…You’re‌​⁠ no ordinary hero.‍⁠​ I faintly feel‌⁠​ the aura of​​‌ the Force of‍​ Suppression in you.=​‍​

Kali​ Yuga was no‌​ longer overconfident.

=But‍‍ in the end,‌⁠‌ you are still⁠ human.=

Kali‍ Yuga lowered its​ hand.

“Eh,‍​​ eh?!”

“W-what?!”‌

“Aaaaah!”​‌‍

The⁠⁠ anomaly occurred right⁠‌⁠ after.

The‍‌ people on the‌⁠ ground began to‌​ rise floating. Balor⁠​⁠ Joaquin was bewildered‍‌​ to see those‌‍‍ human targets appear.‍

=Humans‍⁠ feel repulsion at‌​ harming their own‌⁠ kind. Not all,​​ of course. But‌ you do, from​‍ your expression I see that, even‌ though you are​‍‌ strong, your heart​⁠ is that of‌‍ a normal human=⁠‌

They​‌‌ were mages.

The‍‍⁠ humans who had‌‍ used magic even⁠ once were enslaved‍ by Kali Yuga.‍⁠⁠

Without‌‍‍ a host, they⁠​​ would never be⁠ freed.

The​​‌ floating bodies clustered‌ together and formed​ a living wall.⁠⁠​ Just before colliding‌​⁠ with the wave‌‌ of aura unleashed⁠​ by Balor Joaquin.⁠​

It‍ was a critical​ situation.

Swish!⁠⁠

Something⁠​ fell between Kali‌​ Yuga and the‍​ wall of humans.‌

It‌ was so fast‍‍​ it looked like‌⁠⁠ a wall of⁠ descending light.

=What‌‍⁠ is that…?=

Kali⁠​⁠ Yuga lifted its‍⁠​ chin. It was‌ daytime.

=How⁠⁠ is it that⁠ you…?=

But‍ then, stars appeared.⁠ In a sky⁠ higher than the‌ eye of a giant, the stars​⁠⁠ shone.

=How‍⁠ did you do‍ it in such​‍⁠ a short time?!=‌‍

Did‍​ you know?

Since‍⁠‌ ancient times, the‌ stars shining like⁠ jewels in the⁠‍‍ dark were symbols‍ of hope.

In​ the darkest stretches⁠‌ of history, the⁠ stars were compasses‍ for humanity.

The⁠ citizens, with faces‌⁠ stained in soot,​⁠​ lifted their heads.‌​‌

Their‍⁠⁠ eyes also shone‌ like stars.

They‍ were tears of⁠‍ hope.

[The⁠⁠ Blessing of the‍‍ Sword God, Heart,‍ manifests.]

It‍‌‍ was transmitted.

The‌​‌ people’s hope rose​‌‌ in the form‌ of a voice.​‍

“Remote‍ sword control.”

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