The Swords I Raised Are Too Strong - Chapter 30

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Chapter 30. The British Doctor’s Will (2)
The more observers present, the lower the probability of success.
A fundamental truth of awakening.
“As you know, Shin Si-woo, that principle only applies to natural awakeners.”
Induced awakeners operate under different mechanics.
“By utilizing trials that have already been observed, awakening can be induced. This is how the world has managed to dramatically increase the number of awakeners.”
The Japanese Prime Minister, having mentioned China, abruptly shifted the discussion toward induced awakeners.
‘Why bring up the induced awakener problem?’
I knew this subject well enough.
Working at the Awakening Management Bureau had given me comprehensive knowledge on the matter.
Even as a degraded version, one could become an [Awakener] comparable to the original simply by overcoming an observed trial.
“Much like South Korea’s [Swordmaster] or our Japan’s [Oni], for instance.”
The outcome varied depending on how the induction was conducted.
South Korea cultivated close-combat awakeners by implementing the [N Years of Training Chamber] of the missing SS-rank Hunter Swordmaster.
The reason Swordmaster continued to be mentioned even after his disappearance was because he had shared his own trial.
Ah, and the Patriot also shared his trial.
In fact, he was the first to share it.
‘The problem is there were no survivors.’
Even as a degraded version, the Patriot’s trial was far from ordinary.
“Meanwhile, China….”
In any case.
The Japanese Prime Minister finally moved to the main point from the discussion of induced awakeners.
‘China, which conquered North Korea.’
Their approach to ‘induced awakening’ was on an entirely different scale.
The SSS-rank transcendent, the Martial God Zhang Chen.
The trial Zhang Chen underwent was a martial arts-based battle royale online game called ‘Life and Death Duel’.
China implemented his trial at nearly 100% fidelity and fed an absurd population into it to cultivate [SS-rank induced awakeners].
“They gather 1,000 people and select a single survivor through this insane trial.”
Even South Korea was aware of this information.
China had such an overflowing population that it could discard 999 ‘anti-state elements’ to produce a single SS-rank awakener.
Such as the prisons called ‘Labor Re-education Camps’.
Or ethnic minorities who had advocated independence after the Gate incident.
“A mad nation breeding brainwashed SS-rank Hunters. There are rumors they’ll soon mobilize the populations of Taiwan and Hong Kong as well.”
China plants something called ‘Gu Poison’ to cultivate awakeners.
The SS-rank Hunters produced this way become faithful slaves to China’s authoritarian regime.
“Isn’t North Korea’s awakener factory actually producing results at a pathetically low rate?”
The Chinese government deliberately allows Gate erosion in North Korea and has even constructed secret laboratories to conduct horrific awakener cultivation operations.
Yet we have the Patriot.
He unleashes massive bombardments across all of North Korea every single day.
So I had thought things would be manageable enough―
“…In North Korea, far more sinister experiments are being conducted in secret.”
I heard something profoundly shocking.
“China has actually created a Gate to produce natural Awakeners like Jesus.”
“What do you mean―.”
“The corrupted monsters pouring into the Gangwon-do Paju region are the failed experimental subjects.”
Even our own government, sharing a border with North Korea, was unaware of this.
I couldn’t simply accept it at face value.
“Do you have evidence?”
Without hesitation, the Japanese Prime Minister produced an orb in response to my question.
A Japanese transcendent named Yuki had captured scenes glimpsed from the Spirit Realm and sealed them within the orb….
‘So that’s why Necribas’s origin lies in North Korean territory.’
Witnessing the images reflected in the orb, I found myself unable to help but understand.
‘It’s not a recreation of Jesus’s trial, but….’
The footage contained within the crystal sphere far exceeded my imagination.
Countless ordinary humans were forcibly subjected to inhumane, extreme experiences.
‘Survival, torture, war, salvation, monstrosity, and so on.’
To put it precisely, humans were imposing trials upon humans.
The Chinese government had constructed an underground bunker built with mystery beneath North Korea and conducted experiments there.
The content of the trials was so dire that most subjects died or went mad, yet….
“I never imagined that a Healer would emerge from the amputation experiments.”
The SSS-rank Hunter the Chinese government had announced recently—the Ultra-Regeneration Healer—was a transcendent created in North Korea.
They forced people to endure bizarre and grotesque experiences.
They imposed this upon tens of thousands and selected a few.
Thus, they created pseudo-transcendents.
“They are not true transcendents. They’ve only just awakened and are accumulating experience. I suspect China will send them directly to the Tower to accelerate their growth.”
“Is the goal still the Chinese President’s dream?”
“Likely so.”
Tian Hao, the Chinese President.
He dreams of immortality.
And in this present world, immortality is not entirely impossible.
It is suspected that Tian Hao has already succeeded in achieving agelessness.
In that context, isn’t China devoting itself to producing Awakeners of the Regeneration or Immortality lineage?
‘Cooperating with Japan is acceptable enough.’
I understood the Japanese Prime Minister’s meaning precisely.
I felt the necessity of it.
His desire to entangle Japan and me by any means was equally clear.
Offering Japan’s finest wealthy district as a fiefdom was proof of that.
But….
“Stop hiding rats in your sleeve.”
I simply could not trust this nation called Japan.
Another scheme right after brainwashing.
‘I’ve been watching to see how far he’ll push, and he just keeps coming at me endlessly.’
There was a reason I let the brainwashing slide.
An odd presence I’d been sensing since earlier.
Given that this sensation stems from the enlightenment of my swords, there’s no possibility of misperception or delusion.
My intention was to confirm that first, then punish him all at once.
“What do you―.”
The Japanese Prime Minister stares at me with an extremely flustered expression.
I swung the Aga Sword through empty air, signaling him to drop the pathetic act.
The Aga Sword handles a special property called [Spacetime].
Using that power, I traced the location where the alien sensation was emanating from.
Crackle—crack.
The fissure grew larger and larger, creating a blue-tinged wavelength.
It was the Spirit Realm that Yuki had created.
“Will you still deny it even after this?”
From within it, a man in a doctor’s coat became visible.
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Japanese Prime Minister, Hatoyama Jiro.
He felt as though he might go mad from the injustice of it all.
‘Why the British Doctor?’
A man visible beyond the Spirit Realm.
A tall Caucasian in a white coat and round-framed glasses.
A massive greatsword slung across his back caught the eye particularly.
‘How on earth did the British Doctor emerge from Yuki’s Spirit Realm?’
What the Japanese Prime Minister had prepared was merely the brainwashing.
Given Shin Si-woo’s power, complete brainwashing seemed impossible, so he’d aimed for a Japan-Korea alliance instead.
Even preparing for the possibility of that failing, he’d readied a massive apology payment.
After all, Japan’s goal was to show Shin Si-woo maximum goodwill and deepen their relationship.
But then, a problem arose.
“Hmm, Prime Minister. Unfortunately, we’ve been discovered.”
Behind the British Doctor, the figure of Sato Masaki lay collapsed on the floor.
“What have you done to him?”
When the Japanese Prime Minister asked, the British Doctor smiled faintly.
“He’s simply sleeping, so don’t worry. Surely you don’t think I would harm Japan’s Awakened One?”
The British Doctor’s intelligent appearance lent credibility to his words.
He approached the Japanese Prime Minister, his doctor’s coat billowing.
Acting as though they were close acquaintances.
“S-Shin Si-woo! This is a misunderstanding!!!”
The Prime Minister felt as though he might lose his mind.
So he cried out, looking toward Shin Si-woo.
A being with no connection whatsoever was acting as though we had conspired together.
“Prime Minister, it’s already too late to deny this.”
The British Doctor went even further, perching himself on the armrest of the chair where the Prime Minister sat.
Then, as if they were the closest of friends, he even draped an arm around the Prime Minister’s shoulder.
In response to such a situation, Shin Si-woo asked.
“What’s your relationship?”
“Island nations helping one another, naturally.”
The Japanese Prime Minister wanted to deny all accusations and express his grievances.
But his mouth wouldn’t open.
Even when he tried to communicate through hand and foot gestures, nothing happened.
“There’s an accord between the Great Britain Empire and Japan, so I trust you’ll overlook what you’ve overheard.”
The British Doctor fabricated agreements that didn’t exist, engaging in propaganda and falsification.
In truth, the British Doctor had been conversing normally while calmly waiting for his opportunity.
No matter how he looked at it, that bastard Shin Si-woo―.
‘He’s weak.’
He appeared to be transcendent-rank, but he didn’t reach the level that would impress Jesus.
The sword that Jesus had warned about, calling it grand and magnificent, only felt like it possessed strange power—nothing particularly formidable.
Compared to his own scalpel, that sword wasn’t even that large.
‘The Queen has given me two plans.’
Plan A: If Shin Si-woo is truly a powerhouse, request the removal of the ‘ring’ amicably.
Plan B: If he’s all hype, unhesitatingly dissect his brain to extract the secret method for erosion without Gates.
As the British Doctor fell into contemplation.
“Stop toying with the non-awakened Japanese Prime Minister and get to the point.”
Suddenly, Shin Si-woo tilted his head and spoke.
Then he rose from his seat entirely, looking down at the British Doctor with a cold gaze.
“Toying, you say―.”
Whoosh.
Shin Si-woo suddenly drew his sword.
“I’m telling you to stop this tasteless nonsense.”
“Well, well―. You’re quite perceptive, aren’t you?”
The British Doctor gazed at Shin Si-woo while fingering his scalpel.
His tone was sharp, his gaze arrogant.
Shin Si-woo had never intended to cooperate amicably from the start.
‘So he wants Plan B, then.’
Thus, the British Doctor retrieved the enormous scalpel strapped to his back.
The conditions had already been met.
‘Disrespect toward my Queen, the arrogance of belittling the Great Britain Empire―.’
Shin Si-woo was a subject requiring surgery.
“I shall settle this through surgical combat to determine superiority.”
The British Doctor adjusted his glasses as he spoke.
“This entire space has already become my Surgical Chamber.”
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【A barrier dividing life and death has engulfed the entire space!】
This was why I couldn’t kill the British Doctor in a single stroke.
‘The British Doctor’s Surgical Chamber operates on a principle similar to a barrier.’
Among my swords, only two remain with manifestation time left: the Second Sword and Yulia Lanestia.
The Fifth Sword, Iris Ruzbella, exhausted her manifestation time when I erased the Red Sea, and the First Sword, Reinhardt Euclid, when I destroyed the Gate and the Evil God.
‘Even with just one of my Second Swords, there would be no problem killing the British Doctor―.’
However, the British Doctor’s authority surrounding this space like a Domain was the real obstacle.
I could summon demons and consume them, but the Aga Sword has a limit of ten demons.
As I pondered this―.
“Gack―.”
Thud.
Japan’s transcendent, Yaksha, collapsed before my eyes.
“I’ve merely suspended consciousness for about an hour, so please don’t be too concerned.”
That’s right.
Within this Surgical Chamber, the British Doctor could manipulate all living beings as he wished.
‘A space that dominates life.’
There was a reason Jesus said he was troublesome.
He simply couldn’t do anything to me, but he could kill people like Seol-ah noona beside me or the Japanese Prime Minister however he pleased.
This was a form of coercion.
“Are you attempting some kind of hostage situation?”
I was curious why this bastard was causing such a commotion.
So I asked his purpose.
“What do you want?”
“Speaking casually to a Duke of the Great Britain Empire… how presumptuous.”
The British Doctor shifted his enormous greatsword slightly.
I could feel his intent to annihilate everyone in this space if necessary, and I could tell that I was included in that threat.
‘Muratan, are you still not interested?’
Rather than summoning the Second Sword, Yulia, I wanted to manifest the Fourth Sword, Muratan, who had no answer for me.
“I wish to erase the circle surrounding the Great Britain Empire. I want to know the method of erosion without Gates, the way you eliminated the anomalies.”
The British Doctor approached me, raising his enormous greatsword.
Though he called it a scalpel, it appeared to me as a large and massive blade, and I sensed a strange authority over life and death emanating from it.
And―.
“Do you have no intention of answering?”
I maintained my silence.
The British Doctor swung his enormous blade at me as he spoke.
“Then I shall kill your spirit like a Sword Master. Scalpel!”
The British Doctor’s greatsword.
It descended upon my Aga Sword.
Clang!
Sparks erupted above the Aga Sword.
And those sparks burned with the intensity of molten lava.
What that lava signified was singular.
A deep, resonant boom.
The world collapsed inward.
And a rough, gravelly voice thundered through my mind.
【Sword Master, you promised me you would have me forge the mightiest blade by striking all the iron in the world!】
Fire and steel screamed at me.
【I abandoned everything and followed your will, reforging all the world’s iron, transforming myself into the strongest hammer!】
What resonated in that voice was grievance.
【I wanted to be the blacksmith who forged the mightiest blade, not to become the mightiest blade itself!!!】
That was true.
I had deceived Muratan.
Telling him to become ‘a stronger blade’ in order to refine ‘stronger iron’.
‘It was simply that you had no iron strong enough for me to perfect.’
I spoke to Muratan, infusing my words with [Sword Master’s Dominion].
Then Muratan asked.
【Is it different here?】
Earth is different.
I would wager that there is no shortage of iron Muratan would desire to strike.
After all, that British Doctor is no exception.
‘Are you asking even after seeing?’
I spoke to Muratan.
Then—
【Ah, iron imbued with the power of necessity and determination….】
Muratan murmured in a voice tinged with wonder.
【Sword Master, you possess a natural talent for temptation. So I shall believe once more! Truly, a world brimming with iron I have never beheld!!!】
Up to this moment—a mere instant.
With Muratan’s acknowledgment as the final seal—
A brilliant flash.
[The 4th Sword, Muratan, has been unlocked.]
[The 4th Sword Muratan’s loyalty has reached maximum level.]
[As a special reward, your manifestation stat increases by +3.]
—4th Sword, Muratan. [4/100]
Another blade had been unlocked.
I immediately manifested Muratan.
“4th Sword, Muratan.”
The world froze.
Within the suspended flow, I felt the heat.
From my hand grasping the sword’s hilt.
That heat was as intense as molten lava, and I felt a passion capable of striking down all things.
Kwuuung———.
The Aga Sword began to transform.
A massive, colossal iron blade that appeared brutishly unyielding.
A sword forged with singular purpose—to strike down all things in existence.
This is a sword, yet it is a hammer.
I can feel it.
Crack!
[You have obtained the Blacksmith’s Forge Eye.]
[The Blacksmith’s Forge Perception reshapes the world.]
[The Blacksmith’s Forge Passion dominates the world.]
All things in existence are iron, and there exists no iron I cannot work.
“Wh-what is happening to my Surgical Chamber―!!!”
The British Doctor cried out in shock.
Certainly, until moments ago, this reception room was a [Surgical Chamber].
But now, it is different.
“This world is my Blacksmith’s Forge.”
And so, I gazed upon the British Doctor.
Then I made my declaration.
“And you are iron.”

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