The Swords I Raised Are Too Strong - Chapter 18

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Chapter 18. Meeting (3)
“Jesus. Forgive me for my failure to recognize God’s will. A―men.”
The Oval Office.
President Bill Johnson bowed his head before Jesus.
“President Bill Johnson. You have committed the sin of allowing Shin Si-woo, the great evil of the continent, to live several more days―.”
Jesus opened his arms with benevolence.
Long, dark arms embraced the white president.
“In the name of Jesus Christ, I forgive you of that sin.”
Jesus had forgiven him of his transgression.
Now Bill was no longer a sinner.
He was the president of the United States.
“I will devote all our efforts to countering Shin Si-woo.”
“Oh, Bill! You should have stopped resisting me from the beginning. The situation has already spiraled beyond control.”
“I apologize.”
When Shin Si-woo first appeared in the world, Jesus had declared he would use [God’s Hand] to kill him immediately.
But President Bill had stubbornly prevented it.
Jesus is America’s god.
An insanely powerful awakener who eliminates all obstacles across the entire nation.
A possessor of monstrous miracles that tear open Gates.
And yet….
‘That power that leveled Mexico City while hunting drug cartels.’
Jesus was also a naturally awakened being.
His mind had gone mad.
So I thought he wanted to kill the slightly ominous awakener who had appeared in Korea.
‘But Shin Si-woo―he is truly the shadow ruler of the world.’
President Bill now understood the current situation with perfect clarity.
“The United States government will do its utmost to assist in the manifestation of God’s will.”
“Oh, Bill. Shin Si-woo is undoubtedly the leader of the Demon Worshippers.”
“I will obey unconditionally.”
Shin Si-woo―he is the leader of the Demon Worshippers.
The evidence is Shin Si-woo’s very existence itself.
When you match the information about the Demon Worshippers that Shin Si-woo revealed with his actions, the answer becomes clear.
1. Fallen Hunters can wield power like Transcendents in reality.
‘Park Chang-seok, a B-rank Mage who supervised Shin Si-woo’s practical test right after his awakening, fell.’
He had been an ordinary B-rank Hunter with no problems.
This was confirmed by CIA agents.
Such an ordinary B-rank Hunter fell and committed terrorism in Yeouido immediately after returning from a Gate with Shin Si-woo.
What about next?
2. By meeting specific conditions, one can corrupt a Gate and cause it to erode reality.
A kind of forced Gate Break.
‘The day after Shin Si-woo returned from the Red Sea, the Red Sea flooded and invaded reality.’
It made no sense.
This couldn’t possibly be coincidence.
Who had handled all of it?
‘Shin Si-woo himself.’
He had orchestrated the entire spectacle.
Thus he transformed himself into a formidable SSS-rank Transcendent and secured overwhelming support throughout South Korea.
As a result, he summoned a monster that seemed capable of annihilating the world, yet received praise and ascended to the position of absolute authority.
‘He even prevented the president’s assassination at the Transcendent Appointment Ceremony.’
That incident was no mere assassination attempt.
The truth behind the assassination attempt as understood by the U.S. government was―.
“Jesus. Doesn’t it seem like you’re inciting ambiguous Awakeners to become Demon Worshippers?”
The reevaluation of fringe Awakeners like [Assassins] who were once deemed useless at Gates.
He was seducing them.
“Oh, Bill. It took you this long to notice.”
Flap―flap―.
Jesus’s split hair swayed.
This was a kind of omen.
“Still, using the ‘Hand of God’….”
The Hand of God.
Jesus’s palm possessed the power to utterly pulverize a [designated range].
A mad ability that had obliterated half of Mexico City, the capital of Mexico.
“Oh, Bill! Don’t worry. I’ll go to South Korea myself.”
Jesus had determined that the Hand of God could not kill Shin Si-woo.
After all, he was the one who had created such a gruesome thing as ‘Demon Worshippers’ in a world already thrown into chaos by Gates―.
Uuuung.
Jesus gripped his cross necklace.
The cross then expanded to three meters in size.
Above it, Jesus stretched his body in the shape of a cross.
Click―.
The cross and Jesus became one.
In that state, the enormous cross floated up into the empty air.
“Bill, I’ll be back.”
“A―men.”
Jesus disappeared beyond the White House window into the Pacific Ocean.
President Bill wiped the cold sweat from his brow, watching his departing figure.
* * *
I had returned from the Tower.
Looking around, I saw walls coated with [Mystery].
The place where I had entered the Tower.
The Blue House Underground Bunker.
And….
“Deal.”
A casino table came into view, and seated at it was the Saint of Destiny, Im Ji-ah.
She was so absorbed in gambling that she hadn’t even noticed my return.
According to WorldNet, about a day had passed, and Im Ji-ah appeared to have spent the entire day gambling without a moment’s sleep.
As I was thinking this.
Crash!!
Im Ji-ah suddenly slammed the table.
Then she screamed like a madwoman.
“Royal straight flush! You pathetic losers!!!!”
She’d won at gambling again.
Every time I see her, she’s winning….
‘So why did she lose 300 trillion in the first place?’
It didn’t seem like she was actually bad at gambling.
“Big bet!!!”
Whoosh―.
A single golden card was placed on the casino table.
Then with a shimmering sound, an enormous cascade of gold coins poured down from the air.
Those are coins.
‘The currency used in the exclusive shop.’
Each of those golden coins is worth 10,000 coins.
In Korean won, that’s one billion.
Unlike the market price of [Tower Admission Tickets], coins maintain an absolute ratio of 10,000 coins to one billion won.
Apparently it’s a means of unifying currency values across the entire world, though I don’t know the details.
Anyway.
The Saint, having won a [Tarot Card] and a heap of [Coins], rose from her seat.
Only then did she notice me, her eyes widening in surprise.
“Shin Si-woo… phew, sir.”
She regarded me with an odd glint in her eyes.
Then she suddenly knocked over the golden coins piled on the casino table and the prophetic card―.
“Tone it down a bit, would you?”
She left me a sharp warning.
“What are you talking about?”
Confused by the sudden remark, I asked for clarification, and the gambling-addicted Saint gave me an unbelievable answer.
“It seems like I keep winning because of you.”
“Oh, that’s quite good news.”
Wasn’t that a wonderful thing?
The moment I thought that―.
“Gambling is!!!”
The Saint’s gambling philosophy spilled out endlessly.
She seemed genuinely mad.
“―There’s joy in losing, and the greater the loss, the greater the happiness becomes!!!”
In other words, winning right now was merely a fleeting moment.
I despised meaningless victories.
If things continued this way, I would gradually lose the thrill of that dramatic reversal when pushed to the brink of defeat.
‘It seems my influence does affect the outcome of the match.’
Previously, when I gambled against that mysterious opponent alongside Im Ji-ah, I felt I could kill them.
Apparently, that influenced the result.
But isn’t winning still good?
“Shin Si-woo, try putting yourself in my position!!!”
What if I were guaranteed to win consecutively in gambling?
Every bet multiplies several times over, and I never lose even when taking reckless gambles?
That means unlimited pleasure without consequence.
‘That would be incredible.’
I was confident I could rejoice endlessly and seize victory.
“I would always welcome such a thing, but….”
“You say that because you don’t understand. How can a person only win?”
“If you could achieve perfect victory, wouldn’t it be best to exploit it to the fullest?”
Moreover, her ability was precognition.
The ultimate form of cheating.
And yet….
“I dislike it. There’s no fun in it.”
There was no reasoning with her.
As a gambling addict who had even wagered her life, she seemed beyond any negotiation.
“I would quit gambling altogether rather than live a life with a predetermined outcome!!!”
Her stubborn resolve made me bow my head involuntarily.
Awakened abilities grew proportional to the depth of trials endured.
I mustn’t touch the parts of her that had gone mad.
“I’ll exercise restraint.”
At least, that’s what I said.
In truth, I had no intention of letting the Saint of Fate lose at gambling.
Her victory brought me the card of precognition.
‘I’ll leave her alone normally, but make her win subtly whenever I need to.’
When our conversation reached this point.
“Shin Si-woo, something urgent has come up.”
Kang Mu-jin, the department head, entered the bunker where we were.
He gazed contentedly at the pile of coins stacked on the Saint’s table, then shifted his gaze to me.
From the intensity in his eyes, I could discern his purpose.
So I asked.
“Jesus, how far have you come?”
At this point in time, the only reason an ambassador would seek me out is for something of this magnitude.
As expected, Kang Mu-jin furrowed his thick brows and informed me that Jesus would arrive in South Korea soon.
“America’s god is making a personal visit.”
The meaning of this statement is as follows.
─A mere government cannot interfere in the affairs of a Transcendent, so you must handle this yourself!!!
I understood the subtext perfectly and broached the subject first.
“So essentially, all I need to do is go there and ‘persuade’ him appropriately, correct?”
I simply need to confirm to Jesus that I am a harmless and benevolent Awakened.
However, Kang Mu-jin seemed to harbor considerable anxiety.
“You must never antagonize him. Jesus is a monster capable of crushing South Korea in a single blow.”
“He’s not a bad person, so why would I fight Jesus?”
I understand his concern—I had witnessed the power of the 5th Seat, Iris Ruzbella, firsthand.
He asked me.
“What’s your plan?”
I smiled confidently and answered.
“It’s flawless.”
* * *
KUUUUUUUUNG!!!
The Pacific Ocean split open.
Waves of overwhelming height that dwarfed anything like the Red Sea in Goyang City surged up into the atmosphere.
A path tore through those waves.
The destination: a straight line to Korea.
Japan lay directly in that path.
【Japan welcomes Jesus’s visit!!!】
Japan, having suffered catastrophic damage from the lava Gate erosion at Mount Fuji.
They believed Jesus was coming to aid them.
So they jumped to conclusions and even issued a statement.
【The U.S. Government will issue an official announcement. Jesus’s destination is Korea. There are no plans to visit any other nations.】
The swift response of the American government made Japan look foolish.
But then….
—Why is Jesus coming to Korea?
The Korean people felt a sense of crisis at Jesus’s appearance.
And for good reason—they knew Shin Si-woo’s power better than anyone else in the world.
Seoul citizens witnessed the waves of the Red Sea.
And they also witnessed a demon as massive as those waves.
—Could it be Si-woo…?
—Honestly, those monsters were terrifying, but is Jesus really coming for them?
They feared Jesus might kill Shin Si-woo.
There was already precedent for it.
—You’re not trying to kill him like Russia’s vampire Vladimir, are you?
—That bastard grows stronger by drinking human blood, so he deserves to die. But Shin Si-woo is different.
As public anxiety grew, the Republic of Korea Government responded swiftly.
【Jesus’s purpose is a friendly visit.】
Trusting in Shin Si-woo’s bold proclamation, they simply fabricated the statement.
As time passed, these government announcements vanished completely from the public’s consciousness.
Something far more overwhelming and extraordinary had appeared.
Shhhhhhhhh———.
The vast Pacific Ocean.
A sea as enormous as a continent, split open in orderly fashion.
Such a dramatic transformation of nature seemed destined to bring countless catastrophes—yet.
—Insane, the Pacific actually split open?
Jesus’s transcendent power had instead erased all negative consequences.
A colossal cross floating between the divided waters, and bound to it, a dark-skinned Jesus.
Flying ability users equipped with [Mobile Gates] captured Jesus’s movement in real-time.
The movements of the world’s strongest EX-rank Hunter were worth every second of footage.
Wow, we’re already near Japan.
Jesus’s speed was incomprehensible.
The colossal cross carved through the waves, advancing in a straight line without hesitation.
Jesus arrived at the coastline near Mount Fuji in Japan.
The site of the [Lava Hell]—the dungeon that had devastated Japan most severely since the Gate incident.
—While he’s here, should he save Japan?
The moment such a thought crossed my mind, Jesus’s cross soared into the distant sky.
Then it simply leaped across the Japanese archipelago and descended into South Korea’s East Sea.
Shhhhhhh—.
The East Sea coast too had its waves split left and right.
Jesus’s cross moved between the divided waves.
The destination was South Korean territory.
Jesus, advancing without hesitation, suddenly stopped.
His gaze fixed on one point.
—It’s Shin Si-woo!!!
Jesus floating upon the sea.
And Shin Si-woo standing at the continent’s edge.
The two locked eyes.
* * *
I saw a tall Black man approaching from across the sea, cutting through the waters.
He withdrew the cross he was riding and aimed it directly at me.
Then he spoke.
“FUCKING GOD DAMN EVIL.”
He was looking at me as though I were some vile demon.
But I hold no shame in my conviction.
With a whisper of steel—
I raised my precious Aga Sword and pointed it toward Jesus.
He paid no heed to my gesture and spoke to me regardless.
“Shin Si-woo, the shadow manipulating this world, commanding vile demons. I shall purify you and protect the world!”
This was a kind of declaration.
In the name of Jesus Christ, he would slay the demon that was me.
All of this stemmed from a simple misunderstanding.
“I have no intention of fighting you. I am not evil—”
Just as I was about to offer my explanation—
Jesus abruptly cut off my words.
“I, Jesus Christ, shall do this.”
Indeed.
Just as the Patriot manipulates South Korea at will.
Jesus Christ is far more formidable.
He is the supreme hunter who imposes his will upon the entire world.
But then, who am I?
“That darkness, that evil—before it grows any greater, I shall erase you from this land.”
“Once you see it, you will understand it was all a misunderstanding.”
It matters not if explanation fails to reach him.
My blade is not merely Iris Ruzbella alone.
Seeing is believing.
‘Second blade, Yulia Lanestia.’
I called upon my sword—the most sacred power that had once saved the world—in the depths of my heart.
【I shall follow the will of my Master.】
The noble Saint answered my summons.
And thus, the second blade, Yulia Lanestia, manifested into this world.
A deep rumble echoed—
The world moved with deliberate slowness.
An ethereal golden radiance enveloped the Aga Sword.
The blade’s form began to transform.
A brilliant, piercing sound—
A colossal, resplendent golden greatsword.
From the hilt sprouted magnificent golden wings, radiant and splendid.
Along the blade’s edge, sacred runes of brilliant yellow were inscribed.
An ethereal, holy light radiated outward.
All that golden brilliance illuminated the world with radiance.
‘Sublime.’
An ethereal power resonated through the blade.
It was my newfound enlightenment, and the ultimate mastery of the sword that Yulia Lanestia alone had achieved.
Whoosh!
[You have drawn the Aga Sword of the World’s Final Holy Emperor, Yulia Lanestia.]
[Oath of Chastity confirmed.]
[Oath duration: Eternity itself.]
[You have become the master of Infinite Sanctity.]
[The ‘Oath of Chastity’ of Yulia Lanestia, the Second Sword, shall eternally increase the sword master’s sacred power.]
An immeasurable torrent of sacred power flooded through me.
It felt as though I possessed the entirety of the world itself.
Wrapped in that holy radiance, I gazed upon Jesus before me.
“Oh, God!”
Jesus let out a single exclamation of wonder, his eyes wide with astonishment.

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