Sword Master With One Strike Kill - Chapter 169

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One-Strike Kill Swordmaster Episode 169

Episode 169. Outer God Hunt (6)

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I welcomed people mistaking me for some great being.

Such situations had many useful aspects.

After all, I had been able to survive safely until now thanks to these ‘misunderstandings.’

But….

[Myu! Myuk! Myweek!]

…I didn’t mind other things, but this kind of misunderstanding was rather troublesome.

“What a peculiar cry this creature has.”

“Move aside, Professor Servich. I need to see it up close too.”

Thud-!

“No, Biyolf! Please maintain some dignity!”

“Sorry. But I have an incurable disease when I see new life forms.”

“That doesn’t mean you should push like this…! Ugh!”

Professor Biyolf, ignoring everything and pushing Selena aside, stared intently at Mukyoo.

“Oho.”

His eyes sparkled with the sharp curiosity characteristic of scholars.

Incidentally, Markus was also observing Mukyoo with a similar expression right beside him.

[Myumyuk!]

“Hmm… It does sound like babbling, but it doesn’t seem like simple noise. It might be an innate linguistic system unique to the species. I’d like to first confirm whether communication is possible with this being.”

Professor Biyolf snapped his fingers as if calling a servant.

“Hey. Berillov.”

“Yes, Professor.”

“Bring your notebook and sketch this life form. Draw the side profile and back view well too. We might need it someday.”

“Understood.”

“By the way, what species is it? Since you said it’s The Protagonist’s child, it must be extraordinary. Well, I already knew you weren’t human since you’re a primordial being who treats someone like me at 212 years old as a child….”

Mutter mutter-.

Professor Biyolf muttered to himself with an expression as if possessed by something.

Soon he looked up at me and asked cautiously.

“The Protagonist.”

“….”

“By any chance, were you also like that when you were young?”

Silence-.

I couldn’t give any answer.

There was only one reason I hadn’t been able to open my mouth until now.

It was simply because this situation was so absurd.

‘These bastards.’

They have absolutely no prejudice.

That’s why I can’t figure out where to start my rebuttal.

“Are you seriously asking that….”

“Ah, I apologize. I asked a foolish question. Of course, a father and child’s physical form wouldn’t be different.”

“…?”

While I was too dumbfounded to continue speaking, Biyolf started muttering to himself again.

“Then that means it gradually transforms from that form into human shape. That would mean massive tissue reorganization occurs during the growth process, but simple cell division can’t explain that, can it? If not just appearance but skeleton, organs, and sensory organs need to be rearranged, this would be at the level of transforming the entire biological structure.”

“That’s not correct, Professor.”

Stop-.

Professor Biyolf was muttering his theories while lost in his own world.

Just then, Markus, who was beside him, interrupted.

“The Protagonist is a primordial being. Approaching from a modern biological perspective might create discrepancies.”

“Ooh!”

Professor Biyolf was genuinely impressed. As if he was extremely grateful to Markus for pointing out what he had missed.

“That’s a very sharp observation!”

“….”

I was watching the two scholars’ conversation with an incredulous expression.

“Ty, Ty, Tyrant….”

Then, Adelia beside me muttered to herself with a dazed expression.

“…Ty, Tyrant Dragon was right.”

What is she talking about.

Tyrant Dragon?

Why is he coming up here.

“What conversation did you have with Tyrant Dragon?”

“N, n, nothing at all….”

“….”

Adelia avoided eye contact with a troubled expression.

There was definitely something.

‘…I’ll have to ask that lizard bastard directly later.’

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“Phew.”

As I said before, all of this was ultimately my karma.

How many hints had I scattered to induce people’s misunderstandings until now?

I had no right to blame the side effects now.

You reap what you sow. Therefore, it was natural that I had to clean up this situation with my own hands.

“So, to summarize what The Protagonist said….”

How much time had passed like that?

After hearing my explanation, Adelia summarized the situation with a much calmer voice.

“…This strange creature is the reward for a sacred covenant?”

Nod-.

I nodded my head.

Then I added an explanation in as calm a voice as possible.

“To be precise, it’s a life form that hatched from an ‘egg’ I received as a reward.”

“Ah!”

Adelia let out a short exclamation as if she had realized something.

“You’re talking about that rainbow-colored egg!”

Having traveled a long journey with me, she already knew about Istereg’s existence.

The others were also convinced by my explanation.

Professor Biyolf and the rest of the Wintershield Expedition all nodded as if they understood.

Only Natalya Koshat, who hadn’t understood this situation well from the beginning, had a blank expression.

“Then what should we call that child, The Protagonist?”

I answered Adelia’s question briefly.

“Mukyoo.”

“Mukyoo… Mukyoo, huh….”

Adelia, who had been muttering that name several times, smiled and answered.

“It’s a cute name.”

[Myumyweek!]

As if understanding the praise, Mukyoo’s cries became even brighter.

“But…”

Adelia turned her head to look at Pean.

“For what reason did you think Mukyoo was Gaon’s child, Sir Pean?”

It was a question born from pure curiosity.

Hearing those words, Pean smiled gently and answered in a soft voice.

“Haha, it seems I was mistaken about something. How embarrassing.”

“…Ah, I see.”

Shrug-.

Adelia accepted Pean’s words without much concern.

The others also seemed to have no intention of digging deeper.

Now that the truth had been revealed, it didn’t matter how the misunderstanding had started.

‘Anyway.’

With the situation settled, Emperor Tarosk personally stepped forward to guide the group outside.

Now that all the trials were over, there was no longer any reason to remain in the Imperial Palace.

Thud, thud-.

People began moving one by one.

It was right then that Pean quietly approached my side.

Lowering his voice so others couldn’t hear, he whispered carefully.

“I’m sorry, Gaon.”

“…?”

“Hatching is a joyful occasion, so I wanted everyone to celebrate with you. However, I didn’t realize you would find it uncomfortable.”

Pean’s voice was filled with sincerity.

“I was somewhat reckless. I’m truly sorry.”

He looked at my shoulder, then added toward Mukyoo.

“Ah, you too. I’m sorry.”

[Myumyoeek.]

Mukyoo responded briefly with a cry.

And hearing Pean’s words, I could only keep my mouth tightly shut.

“…”

Right.

He didn’t believe my explanation at all from the beginning.

He probably thinks it was just an excuse to get through this situation.

‘Well.’

It was a reaction I had somewhat expected.

From Pean’s perspective, there was more than enough evidence that Mukyoo was my child.

Istereg’s existence. The hatching process. The setting of being a primordial being. And even the buildup that made him mistake me for a great being.

All the puzzle pieces fit together into a perfect story.

No matter how much I denied it, it was useless. Even I, looking at it objectively, felt that Pean’s speculation was far more convincing.

‘Even if he were to learn the truth that Istereg was really a reward from the sacred pact…’

Pean would create yet another interpretation in his own way and attach grand meaning to it.

Something roughly like this.

─I know, Gaon. The reward is merely packaging. Its true meaning lies in blood ties, spiritual bonds, and the result of fateful guidance.

‘Sigh… so predictable.’

Anyway.

I think I can stop worrying about it now.

Having sufficiently explained to the others, there’s no need to worry about things escalating further.

Besides, Pean had always tended to look at me with reverent eyes. Whether it’s a misunderstanding or the truth, he’ll always regard me as an extraordinary being.

Well, this was a decent way to handle what had been a chaotic situation.

“Hmm.”

It was then that Professor Biyolf tilted his head.

“But no matter how I think about it, something’s strange.”

“What do you mean?”

“You said you received the ‘Sword Master’s Pact’ decades ago, didn’t you, Professor Servich?”

“…”

“But Gaon only recently became a Sword Master and received the reward from the sacred pact? The timeline seems a bit odd.”

Selena, who showed a momentarily startled expression, answered in a deliberately calm voice.

“I already told you before. The Great Ones and the Heavenly Laws cannot be understood by appearances alone. There’s no point trying to judge them by human logic.”

“Well, if you say so, I have nothing more to say…”

Swish-.

Hearing the two professors’ conversation, I glanced at Pean.

Sure enough.

He was making another ominous expression.

He seemed to have discovered new material from the mention that I had already made the ‘Sword Master’s Pact’ decades before being recognized as a heretic at Middle Temple.

At this point, I’m actually getting curious.

What kind of extraordinary idea will he come up with this time?

Letting out a resigned laugh in my mind, I shifted my gaze.

“…”

Swish-.

Dozens of notification windows were flashing in one corner of my vision.

I had been ignoring them because my mind was too dazed earlier, but now that the chaotic situation had passed, my head felt completely clear.

I think I can properly check them now.

Ding, ding, ding-!

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〔…nida.〕

〔Trait: Dragon Body’s effect accelerates the growth of physical ability stats.〕

〔Level has increased. (43→44)〕

〔Level has increased. (44→45)〕

…

〔Level has increased. (49→50)〕

Most of the notifications were as expected.

Stat increases, level ups, new skill acquisitions, etc. Rewards you’d expect from defeating an Outer God’s shell.

They were all predictable notifications.

Except for ‘one skill’ I was seeing for the first time in my life.

“…”

But I couldn’t focus on that ‘skill’.

Several notification windows covered in various masking and noise kept catching my eye.

Ding-!

〔You have defeated ‘■̸̨̹̀̃@̷͎̜̤̥͐̌̓͝■̵̲̳̳̻̈͘#̸̻̝̐̇̐͝!̵̤̼̈́̅͊?̴̡̧̠́́̏■̴̼̿͑̈́̾%̸̦͎̯̀’.〕

〔First Achievement Unlocked: God Slayer〕

〔Error: Cannot be defeated with current… #̶̺͍̾̓@̴̻̕͜?̴̗̭͑&̶̙͖͒%̵̯͑〕

〔The voting for the Pantheon has begun%#!$@$*@?〕

…

〔Your deeds will be added to the ‘Hall of the Great Ones’.〕

‘This is…’

I was staring intently at the notification window.

Right at that moment.

Emperor Tarosk’s voice rang out.

[This is as far as my Imperial Palace extends.]

When I looked up, we had somehow arrived in front of the main entrance of the Imperial Palace.

Beyond the massive door, the desolate twilight scenery came into view at a glance.

At last.

The moment to bid farewell to Rashutku had arrived.

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〔Hidden Message: …’s karma echoes through the Hall of the Great Ones.〕

〔Hidden Message: The Exterior Circle objects.〕

〔Hidden Message: A vote to nullify … begins.〕

〔Hidden Message: In favor #̵̛̼̟̫̳̬̃̔̆̓̿!̷̰̺͊̂͛$̵̜̲̯̻͖͒̽̎̈́ votes. Against @̷͔̺͍̊̔%̶͉̬͋͛͛̈́͘$̴̗̗̲͊͊͝ votes.〕

〔Hidden Message: The motion has been rejected.〕

〔Hidden Message: ‘■̸̨̹̀̃@̷͎̜̤̥͐̌̓͝■̵̲̳̳̻̈͘#̸̻̝̐̇̐͝!̵̤̼̈́̅͊?̴̡̧̠́́̏■̴̼̿͑̈́̾%̸̦͎̯̀’ expresses deep regret to the Pantheon on behalf of the Exterior Circle.〕

〔Hidden Message: The ‘Master of Latent Potential and Rebirth’ throws a potato punch at the Exterior Circle on behalf of the Pantheon…〕

Ding-!

〔Hidden Message: By mutual agreement of both sides, the meeting records are being censored.〕

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