The Swords I Raised Are Too Strong - Chapter 100

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Chapter 100. Overseas Travel (1)
A Fragment of Stars.
It signified the qualification to form an Abyss equivalent to Cheonsal-seong.
The potential to build nations, continents, planets, and ultimately worlds, reaching the deepest Abyss.
Iris Ruzbella had ascended to her current realm through such means.
And….
‘I too will gain that qualification.’
Until now, one hundred Demons have been bound to the Aga Sword.
I wanted to increase their numbers, but capacity limitations made it impossible—yet if I obtain a Fragment of Stars, I too will be granted the qualification to embrace a world of one million Demons.
‘The balance of good and evil within the Aga Sword will be resolved as well.’
I have become a god acknowledged by the world.
As the value of Sanctity rises significantly, I must maintain equilibrium with Malice.
Thus far, the imbalance remains manageable enough for the Swords to self-regulate, but if I establish even a few more deeds, there is considerable risk of severe distortion.
Such is the weight that a god’s name carries.
‘The balance issue will be resolved soon enough.’
If I obtain the [Fragment of Stars], I can easily equilibrate the good-evil ratio.
What must I do to achieve this?
‘Black sheep and dairy cattle.’
I must complete the Quest to prevent the descent of foreign gods.
Likely, it means disposing of the offspring of the foreign god that appeared in India.
I was planning to prepare lamb skewers for the Swords’ palates anyway, so I might as well claim the reward while I’m at it.
The problem is….
Kuuung——.
The jewel of the Aga Sword glowed a deep gray.
It was the desire of my Sword.
The wish of a serious drunkard.
At the mention of dairy, Muratan stepped forward.
⦗Master, if you could procure that dairy for me, I would be most grateful.⦘
It was clear he had deliberated for quite some time before speaking.
Muratan was the type to feel tremendous embarrassment asking others for favors.
‘Another bizarre delicacy….’
Muratan was a blacksmith.
With excellent dexterity, he was also skilled at cooking.
Wasn’t it Muratan who incited the Swords with memories of lamb skewers?
He was quite renowned as a connoisseur of bizarre cuisine.
He insisted that even iron byproducts should not be discarded, endlessly creating dishes from waste materials.
“You’re asking me to procure Shub-Niggurath’s dairy?”
⦗Krhrhr—. You understand, yes?⦘
Fragments of old memories surfaced vividly.
‘If one ferments alcohol using the “Elixir of Inhuman Transformation,” the taste is supposedly exquisite?’
Muratan loves alcohol so much that there was even an instance where he failed a quest by transforming into a black sheep while doing such things.
⦗With lamb skewers and beer on the side, it would be an absolutely perfect day!⦘
Muratan’s thick voice drenched the world.
‘Actually, I like it.’
There’s no problem with taking care of his drinking.
Drunk Muratan would often craft all sorts of things as gifts for me.
Surely, something good will happen to me.
I was in a good mood with such thoughts.
“Young lady, I have a question!”
At Iris Ruzbella’s single question.
I was greatly flustered.
“How do we get to India?”
A massive problem had arisen.
I’ve activated the Empire’s Magic Tower, sensed things, and done everything else….
But I have no idea how to get to India.
Embarrassingly, I, Shin Si-woo, have only traveled abroad twice.
I went to Japan twice as a child with my parents.
Even that was just tagging along on a business trip.
‘How do I get to India?’
In the past, I could just take a plane.
However, in this era, one cannot travel abroad that way.
The sky is no longer humanity’s domain.
The sea is the same.
‘I suppose I could fly there while purifying all the contamination.’
Instead, it would require an enormous investment of time.
The current Earth, except for the living spaces of humanity preserved by mystery, could rightfully be called a realm of otherworldly horrors.
‘Manifesting Swords just to carve out a path would be completely foolish.’
If I invested tens of seconds, I could probably reach India.
However, the problem is there’s no guarantee I’d arrive even if I did that much.
And I don’t know what might happen once I arrive.
“Even to my eyes, I cannot see what lies within that contamination.”
It’s not because my Swords are weak.
It’s because the contamination covering Earth is absurdly vast in quantity.
This contamination isn’t just something like fine dust.
It’s a kind of permanent calamity that possesses mass and imposes a penalty called decay.
No wonder the entire planet is surrounded by [Dimensional Walls]?
‘Normally I would have felt frustrated….’
But I have something I can rely on.
In our South Korea, we have the great King Sejong.
“Min-jung.”
The righteous voice that teaches the people!
I decided to borrow the power of Hunminjeongeum.
Whoosh!
[Yes, Si-woo.]
“Find the shortest route to India.”
[I’ll search for the shortest path from South Korea and the Ruzbella Empire to India!]
—Ep. 33 Overseas Travel.
Whoosh!
[I’ve explored the routes!
I’ve organized them into options 1, 2, and 3.
1. If Jesus’s power is used, he might be able to connect you to a different space.
Since there’s no information about this on WorldNet, it would be faster to inquire directly with Jesus. (Jesus’s spatial teleportation ability is kept secret from the general public.)
2. The method of going through the United States and then via Europe.
It’s a much longer and more complicated route than crossing China, but it’s the most viable option at present.
※Japan—United States—Europe: You can use the Spirit Realm portals to save an overwhelming amount of physical travel time.
I’ve also investigated the portal usage rights.
Japan→ South Korea’s reserve colony, you can do as you please.
United States→ Since it’s your brother nation, guaranteed passage!
Europe→ Most have adopted Christianity and Catholicism as their state religion. There’s a high possibility they’ll welcome Shin Si-woo, the brother of Jesus.
3. The method of breaking through China.
This option has far too many problems.
There are no portals connected to the Spirit Realm, so purely physical movement is necessary!
China→ The Great Wall of China blocks the way. Even without it, there’s a high likelihood of hostility.
If going through Southeast Asia→ Passage is impossible due to the Philippines’s demonic realm.
The sea route has obstacles: numerous air pollution and Gate erosion to break through.
If you move like Jesus, splitting the entire ocean, it might be possible.
Since you’re capable of it too, Si-woo, I can guide you on the maritime route as well!
Please review this carefully and let me know.]
Ah, praise be to the great King Sejong!
The convenience of Hunminjeongeum is truly remarkable.
‘The answer is obvious.’
Without question or hesitation, it’s option 1.
I hadn’t even considered Jesus’s power….
A single prayer would have solved it all.
“Iris, I’ll be back shortly.”
“Young master, I shall eagerly await your return with lamb skewers!!!”
After bidding farewell to Iris.
I relocated to the top of the city wall where the Imperial Palace’s protective measures were weakest.
With Iris present, Jesus might find it difficult to descend at the Central Imperial Palace.
That’s why I moved to a distance.
Standing atop the rampart that divided the Empire’s territories, I brought my hands together.
“A-men.”
Jesus answered my prayer.
The empty air split into the shape of a cross.
What appeared within it was the black Jesus’s….
Ziiing——.
An infinitely haggard visage.
Even the eternally immutable Jesus seemed to be feeling fatigue.
Like a man whose vitality was being drained away by the World Tree unto death, Jesus stared at me with hollow, sunken eyes.
“Aah… Brother—.”
Already gaunt, he appeared to have grown even more emaciated.
The reason for that was likely—.
“Is Elon Musk causing you such hardship?”
“Yes.”
An immediate answer.
Elon Musk, who had returned to the United States.
Because of all the mad schemes he was perpetrating, Jesus seemed to be at death’s door.
“I should rest under the pretext of being your brother. But he… he never leaves me alone for even a moment.”
Elon Musk, who claimed to possess humanity’s greatest intellect.
Jesus was about to speak of just how horrific his experiments were, but I had absolutely no interest—not even the slightest—so I changed the subject.
“Would you like to have some lamb skewers together?”
Perhaps taking a foreign trip together wouldn’t be such a bad idea either.
There might be an enormous number of black sheep in India, after all.
Among the Indians who drank the milk of white cattle, there would certainly be those who became ‘black sheep.’
Jesus was like insurance, in a sense.
“Lamb skewers? Surely not….”
Did he have some inkling of what I meant?
Jesus threw a fastball directly.
“You’ve seen the Dark Spirits?”
“Yes, not only those black sheep but their milk as well has spread rampantly.”
We had achieved divinity, so we could speak freely.
“Those from the Cthulhu Mythos… No, Brother, did you just call those ‘lamb skewers’?”
Only then did Jesus realize something was amiss and asked in startled surprise.
His gaze then shifted to the towering [Central Imperial Palace] at the heart of the Empire.
Iris Ruzbella, sitting by the window and swinging her legs.
She was gazing at Jesus with eyes full of fascination.
And—.
‘I never knew Jesus could make such an expression.’
Jesus removed the crown of thorns like a hat and pressed it against his chest, then bowed his head respectfully to Iris Ruzbella.
With the same dignified courtesy as the salute of nobility.
“To the supreme sovereign of the crimson world, the Blood Empress, the humble Jesus Christ offers his respects.”
An extraordinarily formal bow.
Like something from an imperial court itself.
“Haha! A jester with peculiar power. How delightful!”
Iris Ruzbella gazed at Jesus with eyes alight with intrigue.
“I entrust the Sword Lord to your care—.”
Then she vanished, waving her hand languidly.
“So Brother has such beings at his side. That explains why he treats dark spirits like lamb skewers.”
Jesus Christ.
For all his humility, I know his power well.
Now that I’ve gained faith, I feel it all the more acutely.
‘Jesus could probably conjure lamb skewers without much effort.’
In any case, I broached the main topic.
“You likely suspect it already, but we need a way to reach India.”
“Brother… my power is not unlimited.”
It sounded almost like a refusal.
Yet Jesus smiled brilliantly as he spoke.
“Because of the Great Britain Empire’s shackles, I must rest once in Europe. Since the British doctor died, that binding has hindered me.”
There was merely a minor obstacle.
The journey itself seemed possible, he added.
“While we’re at it, inspecting the heretics’ cities would be worthwhile.”
From Jesus’s perspective, what is India?
A nation of heretic demons who worship Hinduism.
“However, the shortest route from Korea is impossible.”
Even with Jesus’s power, traveling from South Korea toward China is nearly impossible, he says.
Using sea routes is the same.
Rather than taking the completely opposite direction, the shortest path via Southeast Asia is difficult due to countless calamities.
“Moses’s miracles aren’t something I can use recklessly. Especially since all of Southeast Asia is a nation on strike.”
“True, that region always did move at its own leisurely pace.”
Vietnam, where transcendents fought and split the nation in half, walking the path to ruin.
The Philippines, completely submerged in demonic territory—I’m certain China caused that.
Thailand, a chaotic nation where an elephant is the king.
The corruption in that region is particularly severe.
“This is difficult.”
“Let’s do it this way instead.”
I took charge and decided on our travel route.
Thanks to Hunminjeongeum.
Whoosh!
[I’ll chart the optimal travel route for you!
1. Korea → United States → Spain
—Travel via Jesus’s power.
2. Spain → France → Italy
—Travel on foot.
※Due to the aftermath of the Great Britain Empire’s ring, the ‘Spirit Realm’ and ‘Jesus’s power’ cannot connect.
3. Southern Italy → Israel → Saudi Arabia.
—Travel via Jesus’s power.
4. Saudi Arabia → India
—Travel by parting the Arabian Sea through Jesus’s miracle.
That’s the method of traveling through a total of four stages!
Would you like me to find accommodations at travel destinations as well?]
Even if the journey seems long, once the path is clear, we transcendents move in an instant.
So it’s a route we can arrive at in roughly a few hours.
When Jesus heard Min-jung’s briefing, he showed great interest.
Even the living Jesus seemed to feel awe at Hunminjeongeum’s capabilities.
“Korea’s independent AI… It’s an ability that Elon would obsess over.”
“If you need it, I’ll try asking King Sejong once.”
“Please do ask him for me.”
With that, the preparations were complete.
This was my first journey since the Gate incident.
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“I, the Church of Jesus Christ. I invite my brother to the most secretive place within it.”
Jesus.
The living Jesus Christ.
A god who wrote scripture, parted the Red Sea, and made miracles his dominion across the entire Earth.
He formally invited me.
“We are the sole first-class deity bearing the sacred mission of human salvation—.”
Jesus Christ traced the sign of the cross.
He kissed the crucifix and gazed toward the lofty heavens.
The Jesus who was always lighthearted and smiling now had an intensely solemn gaze.
His expression felt distant and unfamiliar compared to our conversation moments before.
Yet my heart trembled involuntarily at his holiness.
Ssssssshhhhh———.
Stars glimmered from the heavens.
Brighter and clearer than anything else, they pierced through the atmosphere’s pollution and poured down toward my head.
The light is sacred power.
Sacred power carries intention.
It manifests in the form of miracles.
Thus I was drawn to Jesus’s Church.
Stars gathered to form the Milky Way.
The Milky Way gathered to form the Universe.
That universe gazed upon a single planet once more.
I found myself standing somewhere within the Church.
A space resembling a sanctuary, where holy pink stained glass scattered rainbow-hued light in all directions.
At the center of the circularly arranged chamber floated the colossal form of a planet.
Blue and dark—our star.
——Earth.
Earth, enveloped in a gossamer-thin membrane.
Earth, fractured in countless places and appearing so fragile it might shatter at any moment.
Before it, Jesus spoke to me.
“The world has chosen you.”
This first journey, beginning after the Gate incident.
Weighed far heavier than I had ever anticipated.

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