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The Academy’s Sashimi Sword Master Chapter 426: Rich (5)

Chapter 426: Rich (5)

The‌ woman—the owner of‌​ the Kaiten Auction⁠ House—opened her mouth⁠ with difficulty.

“Y-you’re…”​⁠

The‌‍ sweat accumulated on⁠⁠ the tip of‍​‌ her chin dripped​‍ onto the blade​‌⁠ of the sashimi⁠⁠ knife.

In‍ the reflection of‍⁠ the droplets sliding⁠⁠​ down the edge,‌⁠ the face of​ the masked man‌‍​ appeared.

“…Heavenly⁠ Sword.”

“Why⁠ are auction houses‌ always the same?”⁠⁠​

Ryozo⁠​ spoke with arms‍⁠ crossed.

“They‌‌ pretend to be‍ legitimate, but in​‌‍ the end they⁠ can’t escape the​‌‍ shadows of illegality.‌‌​ Is it that‌ hard to live‌ honestly?”

“I‍​⁠ guess since auctions​ work at market⁠ price, they’re quite‌ useful for moving⁠ illicit funds.”

At‌ Kang Geom-Ma’s reply,‌⁠​ Ryozo’s eyelids behind​‌ her mask blinked.⁠⁠​

“Who​‌‍ are you?”

“Huh?”⁠‍​

“There’s⁠⁠‌ no way my​⁠‌ Geom-Ma is smarter‌ than me!”

“That’s‌‍​ way too self-centered!‍ You’re going to​‍ hurt me!”

“Even⁠​​ so! The only⁠‌ thing I’m useful⁠⁠​ for is thinking⁠ with my head!‌ And now you⁠ want to take​‍‍ even that from​⁠ me! Out, out!‍‍⁠ Get out of‌‍ my husband’s body!”‌

Kang⁠⁠⁠ Geom-Ma and Ryozo⁠‍⁠ exchanged an almost‌ everyday banter. Meanwhile,‍ the blade of‍⁠ the sashimi still​‍‍ gleamed in front‌‌​ of the woman’s⁠​​ throat. One wrong​ move, and her​​ carotid artery would​​‍ be cut.

It​‍‍ was the same⁠⁠ model as the​‌‍ ones displayed on⁠‍ the podium—a Daiso⁠ sashimi. But the​‌ purpose was completely⁠‍ different. Those on​​ the stage were‌ for sale; this‌ one was to‍⁠ kill.

‘E-even‍‍‍ so…’

Heavenly‌‌⁠ Sword was only⁠‌ pointing it at​​ her. He hadn’t⁠⁠ actually harmed her.⁠ And everyone knew‍⁠ it—Kang Geom-Ma was‌ a hero beyond​ human, a demigod.​⁠

His‌‌ hand was cruel,‍ but he always‍‌‍ drew a clear‍‌ line between enemy‌ and ally.

‘If‍​ he hasn’t even‌⁠ touched a hair‌‍‍ on my head,⁠ it means… I must have some‌​⁠ card in my‍​ hand, even I don’t know about.’‌

“Lord‌⁠ Heavenly Sword.”

“Mm?”‌

He‌​⁠ turned his head,​ and his black‍ eyes pierced her.​‍ The woman nearly⁠​‌ had a heart​‌‌ attack.

‘Those⁠⁠ eyes… are they⁠ human? They’re the‍​‌ eyes of a sword-wielding demon!’

With⁠‍​ her heart trembling,⁠ she spoke.

“I’m​‍ Maki Kaiten, owner‌ of Kaiten Auction‌ House. And… I’m⁠‌​ from the same‍ region as Lady⁠‍‍ Ryozo.”

“So⁠ you say.”

“Seems​‌ she’s trying to​‌‍ use her origin‌ as a sentimental‌‍ excuse.”

Ryozo‍​ brought her mask⁠‌ close to Maki⁠​‍ Kaiten’s face. The‍‌ bluish flame in‍‍‌ her eyes flickered‌‍‍ fiercely.

“Didn’t​​ you know I even changed my​‍‍ nationality to Korean?”‍⁠​

“……!”‍

“Yes.​ Ryozo always preferred‍‌ kimchi jjigae over‌ sushi.”

Abel,⁠‌ crossing her legs,‍​ added with irony.‌​​

Meanwhile,⁠ the agents of⁠‌ the Hero Association⁠​ moved with precision.⁠⁠ The metallic clinks‌⁠‌ of handcuffs echoed‍‌⁠ around the room,‌‍​ snapping onto the‌​ wrists of customers.‌

“Let⁠⁠ go of me!‍⁠‍ You think you‌ can do whatever‌‌‍ you want just‌⁠⁠ because you’ve got⁠ a warrant?!”

“Please​⁠‌ say that during‌ the interrogation.”

Speedweapon​‍​ led the procession‍​‍ of masked individuals​​​ toward the exit.‍​ Handcuffed and bound‌⁠​ with ropes, they​⁠ were expelled one​‌‍ by one.

Kang⁠​‌ Geom-Ma received a nod from Speedweapon,‌⁠​ then turned to​‌⁠ intimidate Maki Kaiten‌​‌ once more.

“The​ Kaiten House is⁠ nothing more than​ that. A place‌​‍ to launder money⁠ for nobles and‍⁠ tycoons.”

“No,‌‌ that’s not true.⁠‍‍ We run a legal business…”

“Hmm.”​

It⁠​‌ was Ryozo.

“Don’t⁠ lie to my⁠⁠⁠ husband.”

Shiing.‌⁠‌

Even‌ Abel unsheathed her‍‍ sword. The bluish‍ steel reflected the‌ woman’s pale face.⁠‍

“Miss​ Maki Kaiten. I,⁠ with direct ties⁠ to the Nibelung​ family, have already‍⁠⁠ traced every money‍ laundering operation your‍‌ auction house has‌ carried out up⁠ to now.”

“H-h-how‌‌‌ is that possible…?”‍

Kang‌‌‍ Geom-Ma answered her‍‌ doubt with a cruel kindness.

“The‍ Family of Order.​‌​ Auditore da Sicilia.”‍

“They​​ specialize in corrupt⁠ nobles. Just one​​ look from them,​ and you’ll confess‍ everything—legal or not.”⁠​

Geom-Ma⁠ whispered coldly.

“Ah.”⁠

“I‍‌​ caught a glimpse‍​ myself, and whew,‌‍​ best not to⁠⁠​ talk about it.⁠​‌ It was quite‍‍ a spectacle. I think it’ll come⁠​‍ in handy—and that⁠⁠​ moment is now.”​‌⁠

“T-tell‍⁠ me what you‌ want.”

“Oh.‌⁠ Quick to understand,​⁠ isn’t she, Geom-Ma?”‍‌⁠

Ryozo’s‍​​ exclamation drew a slight nod from‍⁠ Abel.

“An‍‌⁠ auction is, at​⁠ its core, a family business. But‌ you built yours‌ up in no‍‍ time. At least⁠‌‍ you’ve got an‌ eye and a merchant’s wit.”

“Those‌ are the kind⁠‍ of enemies I like. The ones‍ who know the​​ value of words.”​‍​

“…I​⁠⁠ might not be‍⁠ your enemy.”

“That​​⁠ depends on what​‌ you do.”

Kang‌ Geom-Ma withdrew the‍⁠ sashimi.

Maki​ Kaiten let out‍ an almost imperceptible⁠​ sigh of relief.‍

‘I-it’s⁠‌​ over. Heavenly Sword​ wants something from​ me. He won’t​​⁠ kill me…’

But⁠ then, the hair⁠​ on her nape⁠ stood on end.⁠‌‍

The​⁠‍ eyes of three‌‍ people—Kang Geom-Ma, Ryozo,​⁠ and Abel—were boring‍ into her all⁠ at once.

“I‍​ can hear your⁠ mind turning.”

Kang‍ Geom-Ma warned.

“If‍‌ it spins too‌‍‍ much, you’ll end⁠⁠ up like him.”​

His⁠ gaze shifted to​‍ the stage. The​‌‍ red, dark killing​‌ intent struck like​⁠ lightning over Pertinax​⁠ X.

“Kr-ah…”​

A stifled groan, and⁠⁠ suddenly Pertinax X’s‌ eyes rolled back.‌‍ Had he fainted?‌‌​ Or died? To‌‍ the naked eye,‌​ he looked like‍ a corpse.

“Keu-ugh!”⁠‍‍

Though​‍‌ she wasn’t the‌ target of that‍​​ killing intent, Maki⁠‍​ Kaiten let out‌⁠ a strangled scream.⁠‍⁠ Just being nearby,‍ it felt like‍ her lungs were⁠ tearing, as if‍​‌ a bomb had​ gone off inside⁠⁠ her chest.

‘How‍‍ can a human​‌ being’s killing intent⁠ be this lethal?’⁠

In⁠⁠ an instant, Maki‍⁠ Kaiten’s face was‍​ covered in dark‍⁠ circles.

“Since‍‍ I became an⁠‌ adult, what changed⁠‍ in me is‍​‍ that I learned‌​ to overlook first‌‌ mistakes with a bit of human⁠‌‍ leniency.”

Kang⁠‌‌ Geom-Ma spoke to⁠‍‌ her coldly.

“But‍ the second time…‌ I treat my‌ enemies more cruelly‌‌ than I did‌⁠ in my youth.”‍

“Haa…”​

Maki​ Kaiten felt her​​‌ mind go blank.⁠

“This​‌‍ isn’t a deal​ I’m offering. It’s​⁠ an interrogation. All⁠​ you have to‍ do is answer​​ with the truth.”​‍‍

“…Yes…”⁠​​

Ryozo‌ leaned toward Maki⁠​ Kaiten’s ear and‍​ added.

“You‍ know why I like Geom-Ma? Because⁠‍ he’s not a hypocrite. He never‌‌ looks at anyone⁠ twice.”

The⁠ muscles across Maki‌ Kaiten’s body went​​ slack. A sour​ smell began to‌‌ rise slowly.

And⁠‌ she thought:

‘If‍‍ I become the⁠ enemy of these‌‍⁠ three… I’d be‍ better off begging⁠⁠ for death.’

***​

The​​⁠ vacant soul of​​ Maki Kaiten confessed‌‌⁠ everything she knew.​‌

As‌⁠⁠ she spoke, her‌​ hair went limp‍ as though wilted‌⁠ at the root,⁠​ and her face‍‍ grew completely wrinkled.‌‌‌

Leaving​ behind that woman⁠‌‌ whose energy had‌⁠ already been drained,​⁠⁠ I spoke with‍‍ Ryozo and Abel.‌

“The⁠ Kaiten Auction House‍‍​ was a stage⁠ the Emperor set‌‍‍ so the nobles‍‌‍ could move capital,​⁠‌ right? Even if‌⁠ he didn’t publicly‍ invest or attract​ funds.”

Ryozo⁠ summed it up.​‌ By then, the​​ number of clients‍⁠⁠ in the room​‍‍ had already dropped​‍⁠ drastically. Only about⁠⁠ five people remained.‍‌

I calmly examined those‍‍ present and looked​ back at Ryozo.⁠⁠ She was biting‌ her lower lip,‌ analyzing the whole⁠⁠​ scene.

“Then‌​ why did the‌ Emperor put one​ of his items‌ up for auction​‍‌ in a place‍​ like this?”

Abel‌ tilted her head​ in doubt.

“He​‍‌ probably wanted to‍‍‌ give it to⁠​‌ someone specific.”

“…The​‌ Emperor… He could’ve‌‍ given it directly,‌ so why use‌⁠ such a cumbersome‌‍‍ method? What a pain.”

“On‌ the contrary. It’s‌⁠‌ just the opposite.”​​​

At​‌‌ my words, Ryozo​‍ and Abel both‍‌ turned their eyes‌​⁠ to me. Even‌⁠‍ though I had‌‍​ their attention, I looked elsewhere—toward the​‍‌ middle-aged man in⁠⁠ the owl mask.‌

“It‍‌ was to bother⁠⁠ me. That’s why‍‍ he exposed the‍ item in this‍ vulgar market for‌‌ his subjects.”

“What‍⁠ do you mean?”​‌

“We’ll​‍‍ have to ask‌​⁠ the person involved⁠​ directly.”

I approached the owl-masked‍ man with firm⁠‌⁠ steps. Despite my‌⁠ closeness, he didn’t​​ turn his head.⁠⁠ My killing intent‌‌ must have crawled‍ across his skin​⁠ like thick oil,⁠‍ but he showed‍‍ no fear.

“…Why‌⁠ are you doing⁠⁠ this?”

I fired off suddenly.​‌‍

“As‌ far as I know, we settled‌ our accounts long‍‍ ago.”

“Who​⁠‍ knows.”

The⁠‍ man removed his​​‍ mask and slowly‌ looked at me.⁠

Then​ Maki Kaiten opened‍‌ her eyes in‌‍​ shock.

“Y-Your⁠ Majesty…!”

“I‌ heard you well,‌ Maki. You even⁠ confessed in detail⁠‌ things I didn’t​ know about my‍ own affairs.”

“I-it‍⁠‌ wasn’t like that…!”​​‍

But⁠ before finishing, Maki​‍​ Kaiten collapsed, clutching‌ her head, faking‍ a faint.

I glanced at her⁠⁠‍ and then addressed‍ the Emperor.

“She’s‌‍ faking it.”

“I‍‌ know.”

……!‌

“Handle‌⁠ that traitor yourself.‌⁠⁠ Now it’s your⁠‌⁠ turn to answer⁠‌ my questions. Why⁠‌ do you keep​ interfering with me?”‌‌

“Interfering?”‌‌‌

“There’s‍ an item among‌ your possessions that‌‌⁠ can save my​‌ friend. I don’t‍‌ know how you‍⁠ knew, but you​ were aware of⁠‍‍ it.”

“Yes,⁠‍ I knew.”

“That​‍ item isn’t disposable.‌⁠​ If you’d offered​‍ to lend it‍‌ to me, I would’ve politely requested⁠ it.”

I narrowed my eyes.‍‍‍

“But⁠⁠ putting it up‌ for auction like‌‍‌ this—no matter how⁠​ I see it,​⁠⁠ it looks like​ you did it‍‌ to put me‌ in a bind.”​​

“Haha.”⁠

The​ Emperor let out⁠​ a restrained laugh.‍‌

“You’re‍⁠ the one with⁠‍‍ too much self-importance,⁠ Heavenly Sword.”

“What?”‌⁠⁠

“I⁠⁠‌ wasn’t trying to‌ trouble you. It⁠ was the Auditores⁠⁠‍ I wanted to⁠⁠ trouble.”

“That’s⁠‌ the same as‍ attacking me.”

“Haa…⁠ Heavenly Sword…”

The‌⁠ Emperor shook his⁠‌ head, as if‍ speaking to someone⁠ slow-witted.

“Whether‌‌ you admit it⁠⁠ or not, you’re‌ already one of⁠ the sovereigns who‍​ divide this world‍⁠⁠ with me.”

“I⁠⁠‍ don’t admit that.”​

“That’s⁠‌ your choice. But‍ the world sees‍‍ it that way.⁠‍ Anyway, as a precaution, let me⁠ say this—hounds should⁠‍⁠ only think of⁠ themselves as hounds.”‌

“Hounds?”‍​⁠

“This‌‍ world is structurally‍ based on hierarchies.‌⁠⁠ Ever since you‍ bore the insignia​ of the Heavenly‍‍ Sword, you became⁠​ a sovereign. And‌⁠ the Auditores became​ your dogs.”

How‍‍ unpleasant.

But​ there was no‌‌ way to refute​‌‍ it.

In⁠⁠​ this world, I was a heretic‌‌‌ for preaching equality.​⁠​

A country where everyone​ is equal—here, that‌‌ would be an⁠‍​ alien world.

The‌‍ Emperor continued.

“The⁠⁠‍ Auditores have been‌‌​ sniffing around my‌‍⁠ pawns. They were‍⁠‍ useful hounds. But​​‍ even the most‍​ loyal hounds, when​‍‍ hungry, bite their‍ master.”

“So⁠‌‍ to bait them…‍ you tried to‌ collar them with‍ that auction?”

“From‍ what I see,⁠‌ you understand faster⁠​ than even Ryozo.”⁠​

From​ afar, Ryozo’s shoulders‍​⁠ twitched a bit.⁠ Abel simply watched⁠‌ the Emperor in‌ silence, her sword​⁠‌ drawn.

Even​ they didn’t seem⁠⁠⁠ to want a direct confrontation with‍⁠ the Emperor.

As‌⁠ long as I was present, the​ Empire couldn’t be​⁠ our absolute enemy.​

But‌‌‌ the Nibelung and‌⁠ Saki families had‍⁠⁠ centuries of history.‌​‌

It‌‌ was inevitable that‌⁠‌ hidden ties with⁠​​ the throne existed.‍

A direct conflict with‍‌​ the Emperor would‍​ drag everyone linked‍​​ to his bloodlines.​‌​

‘What⁠‌ I lack against‍‌​ the Emperor…’

Is‍ an understanding of‍⁠‌ this world.

Even​⁠​ after ten years​​ here, I still​ couldn’t fully grasp​​‍ the ecology of⁠‍ this society.

That’s⁠ why nobles—decadent and​​ debased—could continue to⁠‌⁠ rise.

“What‍‍ a shame. If‌⁠​ you and the‍ Auditores had tried⁠⁠ a legitimate bid,​ I had no‌‍⁠ intention of stopping​⁠‍ you.”

The‌ Emperor brushed the‍‍ dust from his‌​‍ clothes and stood​‌‌ up.

He⁠‌‌ looked at me⁠ eye to eye.⁠​‌

“That‍⁠‍ item is property‍⁠ of the Empire.​⁠‌ If you try‌‍ to take it‍‍⁠ by force, the​ world will see‌​ you as a common thief.”

“……”‌⁠⁠

“In​‍ that case, I’ve⁠​ already achieved my‌ goal. I don’t⁠ want to be⁠‌ bothered by the‍‌​ dog of a thief.”

“…So⁠​ you insist it‍‍ belongs to the‍⁠ Empire.”

One⁠‌‌ of his eyebrows​‌ arched mockingly.

In‌ his eyes, a twisted smile shone.​

“If‍‍​ it’s Imperial property…⁠‌ then it also‌ belongs to whoever‍ has succession rights,​‍​ doesn’t it?”

“You…?”‍​‍

At⁠​‌ that moment, firm‌​‌ and graceful footsteps‌⁠​ echoed through the​ silent auction hall.​

“Lord‌‌‌ Heavenly Sword.”

It‍ was Victoria.

She‌ held a small‍​‌ chest in both‍​⁠ hands.

“I’ll​​‌ put it to⁠‌‍ good use.”

I passed by the​ Emperor.

“You⁠ may have all​ the power, the​⁠ money, the whole​‌‌ world. But you‍⁠ couldn’t even win⁠ your daughter’s heart.​ How pathetic.”

Before‌ walking away completely,‌ I added one⁠ more line.

“Poor‌‍ man.”

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