The Swords I Raised Are Too Strong - Chapter 5

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Chapter 5. Demon Worshippers (1)
【Indeed, Sword Master, you are our savior. Even in death, I am eternally grateful to walk this path of great deeds through your grace.】
It was Reinhardt Euclid’s voice—the one I’d heard in [Sword Cultivation].
The NPC who had borrowed my sword.
He offered me his greeting.
At the sudden mention of “great deeds,” I tilted my head in confusion.
【This world is saturated with the aura of demon worshippers who sought to annihilate our realm.】
Reinhardt spoke with unmistakable gravity.
‘Demon worshippers?’
After twelve years in [Sword Cultivation], those were words I could never dismiss lightly.
Before exchanging pleasantries, I cut straight to the point.
“There are demon worshippers on Earth?”
Demon worshippers were vile creatures who summoned demon lords and called forth dark gods and foreign entities to ravage continents.
【From the sword’s realm, I can perceive the affairs of this world.】
Reinhardt Euclid.
The words of one who had saved the [Sword Cultivation] world could never be taken lightly.
【I sensed the aura of a demon worshipper in that mage who was slaying goblins alongside you, Sword Master.】
He delivered a shocking revelation.
‘Park Chang-seok, a B-rank mage, is a demon worshipper?’
There was only one condition to becoming a demon worshipper.
‘Kill over one hundred people.’
In other words, if I hadn’t been a natural-born awakener, I would truly be dead.
‘Why are demon worshippers on Earth?’
This was the moment the currents of the world surrounding me shifted.
I had repeated the [Sword Cultivation] world over ten thousand times.
That meant I had accumulated that much indirect experience.
‘The starting point.’
Every cycle began similarly.
An NPC fleeing from demon worshippers would plunge into the [Abyss] and grasp the sword I had positioned there.
The Abyss on that side was similar to the Gates in this world.
Here they were [Red], but there they were the far more sinister [Black]—that was the difference.
Regardless―.
‘So I’ve managed to detect a major crisis in advance?’
I nodded, gazing at the large, imposing greatsword in my hand.
‘I can’t afford to think of them as mere NPCs anymore.’
This was no longer a game.
The time had come to acknowledge that a being who had witnessed the end of the [Sword Cultivation] world now dwelt within my blade.
It was far sooner than I had anticipated….
【The momentum of impending corruption I had sensed―.】
Yet that swiftness felt like a blessing instead.
Falling means being cast out from the world.
‘But what happens on Earth?’
Awakening is the act of overcoming strange and extraordinary experiences.
And falling means that experience becomes twisted.
‘It will probably unfold similarly to cultivating a sword.’
Of course, Awakeners never emerged in that world the way they do on Earth.
Instead, that realm was overflowing with superhuman beings who wielded aura and mana from the very beginning.
‘There are even other races.’
When the World Tree that protected nature fell, the elves transformed into monsters that used humans as fertilizer.
Similarly, Earth has a high probability of experiencing the same fate.
“At least a mage’s fall is straightforward—they always become a dark mage.”
I nodded calmly to myself.
Then I recalled my seventeen-year-old self.
‘I thought Earth, with its Gates, was a world like cultivating a sword.’
So I believed I would naturally Awaken.
I harbored grand ambitions of becoming an Awakener, destroying the Gate that took my parents, and saving the world.
I believed I was someone special, destined for greatness.
‘Of course, that delusion was cured in one go when I was labeled a game addict.’
But upon Awakening, things were different.
My delusion was real.
‘Though not quite as I imagined back then—’
I had resolved myself.
Not with some grandiose ambition to save the world.
‘Let me cultivate my sword well.’
Soon enough, Earth would transform into a world like cultivating a sword.
In such a harsh world, I would nurture the Young Sword into something magnificent and formidable.
With that resolve, I gazed forward.
A low growl rumbled through the air.
In the reddish-brown cavern, eyeless wolves surrounded the safe zone, drool dripping from their maws.
And in my hand rested a truly magnificent and splendid sword.
My final sword—Reinhardt Euclid.
“I should have about ten minutes.”
The safe zone in the Tower disappears in thirty minutes.
We spent twenty minutes discussing demon worshippers, so the remaining ten minutes should be used to clarify my position with Reinhardt Euclid.
‘I’m not such a remarkable Sword Master.’
Reinhardt Euclid is currently under a misunderstanding.
He seems to think I’m some great Sword Master.
I could use this misconception to gain an advantage in our interactions, but it will inevitably be exposed eventually.
I don’t want to bear that risk.
Isn’t honesty and straightforwardness my true charm?
“―and that’s how I ended up meeting you. I’m just an ordinary person, that’s all.”
I recounted my twelve-year history over the course of ten minutes.
Reinhardt Euclid answered without a moment’s hesitation.
【You have guided the Third World to salvation over ten thousand iterations… My, what a marvel―.】
Reinhardt Euclid grew even more astonished.
There was reverence gleaming in his eyes as he looked at me.
‘What is this?’
I had played the [Sword Cultivation] game.
After twelve years of countless attempts, I discovered six endings and awakened.
I possessed no swordsmanship whatsoever, nor any combat experience.
That was the entirety of what I had told him.
【You, who lost your clan yet showed me the path forward, who drew out the talent of a mere commoner to the very edge of the blade—such a noble and magnificent being….】
Yet Reinhardt Euclid seemed to grow even more moved.
【I, Reinhardt Euclid, though unworthy, am called the Sword Emperor.】
【I hereby swear eternal loyalty to you, Shin Si-woo, Master of Swords.】
A knight who had never sworn fealty even to an emperor.
He had sworn his loyalty to me.
—Ep. 03 Demon Worshippers
A brilliant flash erupted.
[The First Sword’s loyalty has reached maximum level.]
[As a special reward, your manifestation value increases by +3.]
[First Sword, Reinhardt Euclid. [4/100]
The status window presented its reward.
I now understood clearly what the [4/100] notation beside the sword’s name meant.
【I am able to remain by your side for approximately four hours, Master.】
‘So this was the time limit for manifesting the sword.’
If I filled it to 100, that would be 100 hours.
It seemed longer than I expected, and I wondered if it held any significance… but.
‘There must be something to it.’
Awakening abilities were truly uncharted territory.
Most of what they could do remained unknown until one discovered it oneself.
And so I grasped the sword, looking forward to what came next.
“Thirty minutes have passed.”
Now it was time to deal with the monsters from the worlds where my swords had once lived.
With that resolve, I raised the sword―.
【Would it not be beneath you to soil your hands, Master? Allow me to handle this.】
Suddenly, Reinhardt Euclid spoke to me in an earnest tone.
What could a soul dwelling within a blade possibly accomplish?
The moment that thought crossed my mind, a transformation occurred.
‘Wha—?’
Slash!
[‘Sword Intent: Meteor Shower’ activates.]
My sword can unleash its power of its own accord, it seems.
A deep hum resonated.
The jewel affixed to the blade’s tip gleamed brilliantly.
In that instant, countless blades of aura surged skyward, thick enough to blanket the entire vast space.
Sword forms woven from pure aura.
Each one moved as though possessed of its own will and consciousness.
Whoosh! Thud thud thud thud!!!
A cascade of azure meteors descended.
And thus, every demon surrounding me was utterly annihilated.
Slash!
[Tower, Floor 1 cleared.]
[Clear Time: 1 second]
[Grade: SSS]
[Preparing rewards….]
I could scarcely believe that such a breathtaking spectacle—blades filling the heavens, then plummeting to obliterate every demon in sight—had transpired in merely one second.
And yet my perception captured every detail with crystalline clarity.
‘Is this the true perceptual power of the sword?’
It was incomparable to simply absorbing enlightenment.
The world moves slowly.
I am flooded with omnipotence.
Even though it was not I who wielded the power….
‘I feel as though I could do the same.’
Such a thought arose unbidden.
‘Should I try to replicate it?’ I wondered, but the cascade of messages that followed left no opportunity.
Absurd rewards kept appearing one after another.
Slash!
[Level Up!!! 1→2]
[Communication ability with the sword is unlocked.]
My level, which had not risen even after slaying dozens of goblins, jumped by one in an instant.
This is merely the reward for leveling up.
The rest is the real treasure.
Slash!
[Tower Floor 1 Clear Rewards are granted.]
1. Growth of [Aga Sword] begins.
2. Tower Entry Ticket x 3
3. SSS-Rank Random Box.
4. 10,000 Coins.
Slash!
Immediately after receiving my rewards, I was forcibly transferred out of the Tower.
I had returned home.
‘I cleared the first floor, and….’
I had obtained three tickets worth one billion won each.
Selling just one of these would be more than enough to repay the forty million won I borrowed from Seol-ah.
However, ticket prices fluctuate considerably, so there was no particular reason to sell them.
I had other rewards as well.
‘Ten thousand coins.’
The market rate for ten thousand coins was one billion won.
Conversely, I could purchase ten thousand coins for one billion won.
Coins existed solely as a means to purchase growth items for Awakeners.
Since each Awakener possessed different awakening methods and vastly different abilities, the coin shop was provided on an ‘individually customized’ basis.
“First, then―.”
I set the sword down on my bed, pondering how to proceed with my journey ahead.
And….
“Huh?”
My eyes widened in astonishment.
I could actually draw the sword outside of Gates and Towers?
In that moment of surprise.
Fwoooosh―.
After roughly four seconds, the sword resting on my bed scattered like dust and vanished.
Once it left my hand, it appeared to return automatically to where it belonged.
There seemed to be no threat of theft.
“Still, being able to manifest the sword in reality….”
Among Awakeners across the world, only an infinitesimal few could manifest their power in reality.
Yet I could do it effortlessly.
【Perhaps… it is because your rank transcends the laws of this world.】
Sensing my profound astonishment, Reinhardt Euclid offered an explanation unprompted.
‘Rank, is it―.’
If that were the case, it meant I could summon [One Sword, Reinhardt Euclid] whenever danger arose.
‘I heard about the demon worshippers, but my mind feels considerably eased now.’
Cultivating those who would fall into depravity.
That was their objective.
And I was merely a newly awakened novice hunter.
“First, I need to grow stronger quickly.”
Now that I was aware of the world’s crisis, I needed to become powerful as soon as possible.
I had to nurture my primary weapon, the Aga Sword.
To what extent?
‘At minimum, until I possess a rank capable of piercing the world’s laws.’
That would mean I could manifest the sword around the clock.
* * *
A day had passed.
I headed to the Yeouido Awakener Management Bureau as usual.
【There are no demon worshippers here.】
I could now converse with Reinhardt without drawing the sword.
It was thanks to the communication ability I gained at Level 2.
‘Since there are no demon worshippers, let me meet with Seol-ah first.’
I climbed to the rooftop and called for her.
Moments later, Kang Seol-ah appeared, her long hair cascading with each step.
By the way, ever since I lent her money, Manager Kang Seol-ah had been promoted to “older sister” status.
“Here’s your money.”
“Are you insane? You made this in just one day?”
“I heard hunters make good money, but this exceeded all expectations.”
I handed over 45 million won including interest with a playful smile.
“Why are you giving me so much?”
“I wanted to ask you for a favor.”
“What now….”
Five million won in daily interest.
This included cooperation fees as well.
“You know that examiner from back then?”
“Ah, the B-rank Mage Park Chang-seok?”
“Yes.”
“What about him?”
I hesitated about bringing up the subject of demon worshippers.
‘The concept hasn’t even been revealed to the world yet.’
Raising baseless suspicions would likely just get me labeled as a “crazy natural-born awakener.”
Or perhaps an unknown group of demon worshippers would target me….
‘The sword is with me, but there are already too many powerful beings in this world.’
I conveyed my concerns about Park Chang-seok indirectly.
“He seems like he’ll cause trouble.”
“Trouble?”
“My sword has the ability to read ‘killing intent.’ That guy is harboring intense murderous intent toward an unspecified number of people.”
I painted the awakener as a deranged psychopath.
Reinhardt had already confirmed that he was indeed a demon worshipper.
‘Demon worshippers can only become murderers.’
Kill about a hundred people and you qualify.
It was the same in the world of [Sword Cultivation].
By the way, when I was younger and foolish, I once tried a cultivation method that would make demon worshippers pick up my sword, but none of them could ever grasp it.
“That guy will trigger a massive massacre soon.”
“I can’t believe it, but I guess I have to….”
Kang Seol-ah kept muttering incoherently.
“They say a B-rank mage is just an ordinary person outside, but….”
“Aren’t there more murderers among ordinary people? There are bomb terrorists, and the Middle East is still in chaos, right?”
“That’s true.”
Soon, Seol-ah made up her mind.
“You’re saying this with our father in mind, aren’t you?”
“Yes.”
Her father was an excellent prosecutor.
Years ago, the SSS-rank Awakener Patriot had overturned the Prosecution Office.
It was Kang Seol-ah’s father who recited the charges of the ten heinously corrupt prosecutors publicly executed at that time.
Moreover, he still maintained connections with Patriot.
“You can’t just do whatever you want with a B-rank mage, can you?”
Kang Seol-ah nodded after a moment of consideration.
“Indiscriminate murder is a bit….”
* * *
Chief Prosecutor Kang Mu-jin examined the documents with a stern expression.
“B-rank mage, Park Chang-seok.”
He had just received grave news from his daughter.
There was a madman in South Korea, under Patriot’s protection, who intended to commit terrorism.
‘Hmm… An ordinary philosophy graduate student who underwent trials in the Tower and awakened.’
No matter how he looked at it, he didn’t seem like someone who would commit mass slaughter.
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Character: Obsessed with magic, prone to unnecessary curiosity, and the type to drag out whatever he wants to say to the bitter end.
Sociability: C―
Communication ability: D
Violent tendency: F
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‘Good sociability, excellent communication skills, and virtually no violent tendencies.’
For a naturally awakened individual, this was practically a sage.
No matter how he looked at it, he didn’t seem like someone who would commit terrorism.
Yet his precious daughter had earnestly and seriously asked him to do this, hadn’t she?
“Call in the special operations team and have them look into this bastard.”
Chief Prosecutor Kang Mu-jin.
His title was meaningless given the vast authority granted to him.
This was because his department was the Hunter Special Team.
Furthermore, he was a prosecutor under Patriot’s protection.
―The special operations team is mobilizing.
Their destination: the area near Yeouido where B-rank mage Park Chang-seok resides.
“Hmm―.”
Kang Mu-jin felt a slight sense of unease.
His daughter’s workplace at the Yeouido Awakening Management Bureau was remarkably close to Park Chang-seok’s residence.
‘That’s probably why he applied for the Awakener test—it was practically on his doorstep.’
A preference for short commutes was universal truth, whether one was an Awakener or not.
Kang Mu-jin was handling other matters, thinking casually, ‘Surely nothing will happen.’
But only moments later—
—Director!!! Director!!!
An urgent radio transmission crackled through.
—Park Chang-seok has manifested power externally!!! He’s currently seizing control of the Yeouido Awakening Management Bureau…!
Kang Mu-jin was left speechless at the news that his daughter’s workplace had been taken over.
But more than that—
‘A B-Rank became a Transcendent?’

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