The Swords I Raised Are Too Strong - Chapter 35

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Chapter 35. Patriot (1)
“Your Majesty still has twelve ships remaining—.”
The trials that Patriot endured served to appease the resentment of the Constellations, and moreover, to ensure the success of South Korea in that era.
Regardless of which history, the nation of South Korea had always fallen into a cycle of plunder by foreign invaders.
Sometimes they came from China.
Sometimes they crossed the sea from Japan to invade.
And sometimes they rode horses from the distant reaches of Mongolia and trampled the land beneath their hooves.
‘Why are there so damn many foreign bastards?’
The enemies differed, but their actions remained consistent.
The invaders mercilessly slaughtered the ancestors of South Korea—my homeland—and dragged them away as slaves.
“So that’s why we’re called a people full of resentment.”
High school dropout.
Years spent living as a construction worker.
Patriot had little formal education, so I didn’t know much about my homeland’s history in particular.
Still, I knew well that King Sejong was great, Yi Sun-sin was honorable, Yulgok Yi I was wise, and Cheok Jun-kyung was a Sword Master.
Ironically, this shallow historical knowledge of mine proved immensely helpful in overcoming the trials.
“Destroyed tens of thousands of Japanese warships with just twelve ships?”
No matter how I thought about it, it would only be possible with an aircraft carrier equipped with cutting-edge technology.
And so Yi Sun-sin became the master of a futuristic advanced aircraft carrier.
“If that Yi Sun-sin…”
Fighter jets would be standard issue, and it would be entirely possible for ships to fly and launch advanced drones.
Wasn’t he a great figure whose name even an illiterate like myself knew?
And then there was Yulgok Yi I.
“The doctrine of raising an army of one hundred thousand.”
It was such a famous saying that I knew it well.
A great ancestor who sought to stand against the vicious Japanese demons.
Surely, he must have wanted to create special forces units armed with cutting-edge weapons.
Thus, Yulgok Yi I became the supreme commander of one hundred thousand troops equipped with advanced futuristic weaponry.
Next came Cheok Jun-kyung.
“In martial arts novels, he’d definitely be a master beyond the Realm of Creation—a transcendent of the highest order.”
I knew a bit about martial arts novels too.
I disliked ones with too many Chinese characters and lengthy prose, so I’d watched a few as web comics instead.
Though it was a genre originating from China, Cheok Jun-kyung, who single-handedly destroyed the entire Chinese military, was clearly a master incomparable to any martial arts novel hero.
‘But people said Cheok Jun-kyung was a Sword Master.’
I wasn’t sure of the exact difference, but a Sword Master clearly wielded martial prowess in a more magnificent, medieval fantasy manner.
Thus, Cheok Jun-kyung became the ‘Sword Master’ with the highest martial achievement of the age.
And so three mighty Constellations were born.
After that, the true trials began.
“Taejong, Taeso, Mun, Dan, Se… I don’t understand any of this shit.”
Joseon? Goguryeo? Baekje? Silla?
Thrust into some nameless era, tasked with an absurd trial to save his homeland alongside Constellations.
Invariably, these trials involved South Korea being plundered, requiring Patriot to rescue it.
“These worthless creatures are kings and ministers?”
Patriot’s contempt for those in power originated here.
Regardless of dynasty, the ruling classes corrupted themselves and exploited the common people.
In rural villages, the destitute committed unspeakable atrocities—swapping their children as sustenance—yet these so-called kings gorged themselves in luxury.
Some wretch would bow before foreign bureaucrats and hand over the nation’s wealth.
“This needs correcting.”
Patriot overwhelmed every trial with devastating firepower.
He slew all who came and emerged victorious.
He didn’t merely win—he meticulously handled every aftermath.
Even knowing these trials would vanish, purging corrupt governments and executing false kings was merely the foundation.
[Joseon Empire completed.]
[Asia unified.]
[All history corrected.]
Thus, as an SSS-rank Hunter and Transcendent, Patriot—.
“Patriot, is there truly a world where someone as virtuous as you ends up impoverished?”
Before returning to South Korea, I resolved my course of action.
The Constellations, having walked alongside Patriot, recognized that beneath his crude speech lay a steadfast, righteous soul.
Yet modern South Korea was a truly lamentable nation.
How could my homeland’s future be so bleak!
“Is it truly just that those who exploited the people to become wealthy live in comfort, while diligent workers like you struggle?”
“Remember the histories you corrected in the past, Patriot.”
Together with the Constellations, Patriot had rectified all of South Korea’s history.
He defeated foreign invaders and restored the nation’s proper foundation.
He executed corrupt kings and ministers, elevating virtuous souls who cherished the people to positions of power.
The process of making the people and nation prosperous was profoundly gratifying.
And now, having left all that behind to return to South Korea, Patriot—.
“Come to think of it, this infuriates me.”
I raged against this nation called South Korea.
I endured this grueling ordeal, traversed countless ages, and barely—barely—escaped the trial.
Yet criminals who embezzled hundreds of billions pay mere hundreds of millions in fines, serve brief prison sentences, and strut about freely.
Congressmen, most of them draft-dodgers, pontificate about military discipline, while criminals with records clamor to enter politics.
“I have never once failed to pay my taxes.”
Patriot reflected upon his life.
Without remarkable achievements, I am an ordinary person of this era—a diligent taxpayer who has worked steadily and lived honestly.
Patriot had never committed a crime in his entire life.
Well, except for stealing a few snacks from a stationery shop as a child.
But that hardly counts as a real crime.
“Are you telling me rapists and murderers don’t face execution, but instead eat free meals in prison?”
“What on earth are you talking about?”
“So the descendant of a traitor who sold the nation to Japan became a tycoon and struts about?”
The Constellations lamented as Patriot recounted the reality of South Korea.
They were shocked that serious criminals escaped execution, and devastated to learn that collaborators from the Japanese occupation era were never purged.
Patriot made his decision.
“This trial was merely a rehearsal to set South Korea right.”
Patriot ended the trial and returned to South Korea.
He killed so many people.
All for South Korea.
—Ep. 13 Patriot.
“…Power corrupts people, it seems.”
Patriot gazed at the Constellations with a bitter expression.
[Yi Sun-sin’s Axe] was a Constellation’s sacred relic—a form of protection and surveillance device.
It guarded the one who received the relic while possessing the ability to detect whenever Patriot committed acts contrary to his ideology.
It was Patriot’s paranoid countermeasure, born from witnessing countless instances of powerful figures being assassinated or corrupted throughout that distant trial.
“President Lee Seok-hyun betrayed me, and now even the righteous prosecutor Kang Mu-jin has done the same….”
The Black Gate was conquered, and a portal connected to Earth appeared.
For some reason, WorldNet hadn’t functioned within the Black Gate….
Now that the conquest was complete, things were different.
The moment a portal to Earth materialized, Patriot’s sacred relic activated.
Simultaneously, Patriot gained the ability to observe WorldNet.
“This new Transcendent Shin Si-woo is undoubtedly a traitor to the nation.”
In the brief time Patriot had been absent, South Korea had gone mad.
It was enough to drive one insane.
Despite all his efforts for this nation, some Transcendent had set it back.
“Granting freedom to Japan’s Transcendents?”
“An alliance? He’s clearly trying to hand South Korea over under the guise of alliance.”
Patriot vaguely recalled some treaty called the Eulsa Accord that had sold the nation wholesale.
History repeats itself.
Now some powerful traitor was doing the same thing in this age.
And what else?
“An alliance with those American bastards?”
Anti-Japan, anti-China, anti-America.
Shin Si-woo had touched upon Patriot’s anti-Japan and anti-America sentiments.
“Of all nations, why America?”
After the Gate crisis erupted, China threw Awakened into laboratories.
Using that as pretext, America forward-deployed nuclear warheads on South Korean soil to provoke China.
As a result, South Korea had to endure military provocations disguised as North Korean aggression.
“If Gates hadn’t been rupturing everywhere, those Yankees and Chinese would’ve started a Second Korean War.”
The moment Patriot awakened, he annihilated the American nuclear warheads forward-deployed at Yongsan Base and bombed the Chinese military bases stationed in North Korea.
Yet even that war had been prevented—.
“Hmm….”
Patriot sifted through WorldNet, scanning footage of Shin Si-woo.
Assessing an enemy’s strength before engaging was fundamental.
A prudent approach learned from the Constellations themselves.
‘The bastard looks absurdly powerful.’
Just as Jesus had obliterated the undead’s citadel with a single palm strike.
Shin Si-woo had summoned terrifying Demons and consumed the entire Red Sea in one fell swoop.
Then he’d detonated Japan’s Lava Gate with some inexplicable azure light, and Mount Fuji vanished in the process.
Patriot’s thoughts accelerated.
“So Japan’s handing over its technology to us, then?”
He began reassessing Shin Si-woo’s character with rational calculation.
He’d thought him a traitor, but something felt different….
“Patriot. It’s all deception.”
Then Yi Sun-sin spoke.
Having witnessed both Patriot and WorldNet’s assessment, Yi Sun-sin pinpointed Shin Si-woo’s true intent with clarity.
“He’s become a daimyo of Japan.”
According to the Japanese Prime Minister’s announcement, the Roppongi Hills district had become Shin Si-woo’s territory.
A daimyo—a feudal lord, collecting taxes and all.
“Hmm….”
Patriot turned his attention back to Shin Si-woo’s combat footage.
The bastard looked absurdly powerful.
A sword flashed, and everything shattered.
Power on par with Yi Sun-sin’s nuclear bombardment.
“No, wait—didn’t a Korean just swallow Japanese territory?”
Patriot said as much.
Shin Si-woo, a Korean, had absorbed Japanese land.
So calling it treason was somewhat ambiguous.
“That’s fair. We’ll need to see it firsthand to judge.”
Yi Sun-sin agreed with that assessment.
Then Yulgok Yi I posed a question.
“However… your real estate regulations are being completely ignored, sir.”
Patriot’s directive had been to drop Seoul housing prices below one billion won.
Yet….
【Seoul Housing Prices Skyrocket Post-Gate Crisis!!!】
【News That Gate-Free Anomalies Can Be Overcome Drives Up Prices in Infested Zones Too!!】
【National Real Estate Bonanza!!!】
Beyond the stabilized Goyang City district and Seocho District, even Gate-infested regions were seeing property values soar.
“This fucking bastard?”
Patriot tilted his head askew.
I have no idea what method was used to eliminate that monstrosity without a Gate, but…
“Even ghost cities devoid of people are seeing property values skyrocket. The intentions are decidedly impure.”
“Is it truly a nation when its citizens cannot afford a single home despite laboring their entire lives?”
“Shin Si-woo does not even hate you, Patriot, so why does he so thoroughly demolish your cause?”
One thing was abundantly clear—that bastard was trying to make a fool of me.
The Patriot decided to teach him a lesson immediately and reviewed Shin Si-woo’s combat footage once more.
CRACK—!!!
CRACK—!!!
CRACK—!!!
He was beating the British Doctor senseless with some blunt sword…
“The British Doctor is dead?”
The man had apparently perished.
A powerhouse who had defeated South Korea’s SS-rank Hunter, the Sword Emperor.
An unidentified Transcendent who had escaped the isolated Great Britain Empire and wandered the world at will.
Dead from a mere blunt sword strike.
No matter how I looked at it, that bastard Shin Si-woo seemed absurdly strong.
“First, let us talk. If we Transcendents fight, South Korea itself may cease to exist.”
The Patriot persuaded the Constellations.
* * *
“The Patriot might actually be weak-strong-weak-strong.”
This was the conjecture made by Chief Prosecutor Kang Mu-jin and President Lee Seok-hyun.
But in my assessment…
‘The probability is low.’
The Patriot is a madman who publicly executed tens of thousands.
An entity that toppled the rule of law and established the Patriot Special Law in its place.
The Patriot bombed and killed Japanese civilians for Dokdo, obliterated Yasukuni Shrine to reclaim the name of the East Sea, and fired missiles at the Japanese Prime Minister’s residence to demand an apology for colonial rule.
How could such a lunatic ever become weak-strong-weak-strong?
He would charge forward with overwhelming strength until death rather than yield.
⦗Sword Master, all Swords await your command.⦘
While awaiting the Patriot’s return, I conversed with the Swords.
Reinhardt, my dependable First Sword, reported that all Swords stood ready for immediate deployment.
I gazed downward, preparing for any potential clash.
——UUUUAAAHHHHH!!!
The Saengsagwi born through Muratan roared magnificently.
The power dwelling within was terrifying, yet its appearance was considerably more endearing than conventional Demons.
‘It’s similar to a Sword, after all.’
Though it differed in form from a Sword, was my Sword not a new creation fashioned from another Sword’s summon?
I was quite pleased with it.
There were entirely rational reasons for why I had ridden out on the Saengsagwi like this.
‘The Patriot will become my enemy.’
Based on the Patriot’s overall movements, it was obvious he would treat me as a traitor, so I had prepared a countermeasure.
Saengsagwi’s ability is the power to consume the life force or death of an entire area.
Iris Ruzbella’s Demon can consume anything, including life and death, so it might seem no different—but.
‘Saengsagwi can regurgitate the life and death it has consumed.’
This was the point where one could understand why the British Doctor was called a ‘doctor.’
In other words, Saengsagwi can expel the life and death it has consumed and inject them into others.
The method is somewhat gruesome, though….
In any case, while I was thinking such thoughts.
Whirrrrr———.
The portal in empty space rippled.
So the Gate the Patriot entered truly was Black—the Abyss.
The black portal stood out distinctly, and the presence emerging from within sent a chill down my spine.
Slash—.
A being wielding a radiant light sword.
The Constellation most familiar to all citizens.
It was Cheok Jun-kyung, the Sword Master who had publicly executed countless criminals in Gwanghwamun Plaza.
He stepped forward with his sword extended.
‘The Patriot will emerge next.’
Normally, the Patriot travels with only Cheok Jun-kyung as his escort.
Yi Sun-sin and Yulgok Yi I dwell in the Patriot’s inner world, the Constellation, just as my Sword World dwells within me.
But why was this different?
Rummmmmble———.
The Gate’s portal began to expand, and from within it emerged the bow of a ship.
It was an enormous aircraft carrier.
The Patriot’s most famous Constellation—Yi Sun-sin’s aircraft carrier, which soars through the heavens, cleaves the seas, and turns the earth into a sea of flame.
‘As expected….’
Faced with that overwhelming mass emerging beyond the portal, I pulled Saengsagwi back.
The aircraft carrier would not be the end.
As anticipated—.
Thud, tap, tap!
The sound of disciplined military footsteps echoed forth.
The Patriot’s core forces, spoken of only in whispers and rarely deployed.
The footsteps of Yulgok Yi I’s hundred thousand strong army appearing.
Which meant….
‘He’s demanding an all-out war right now.’
I gripped my sword tightly.
Then I heard a whisper.
⦗Young mistress, I stand ready to answer the Sword Lord’s command at any moment—.⦘
Though Iris Ruzbella, the Second Sword, possessed terrifying power.
In this very moment, I felt an overwhelming sense of reassurance.

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