The Swords I Raised Are Too Strong - Chapter 52

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Chapter 52. Possibility (1)
What is possibility?
—If you train only as I command, you can become the strongest.
—Devour everything that once hated you and ascend to the pinnacle.
—If you desire the world’s salvation, abandon everything you are. Live only for that purpose.
—Iron and hammer, and the Blacksmith’s Forge. Strike the world with your own flesh.
I spoke these words to all the Swords.
【You possess such talent.】
—That is what I said.
I emphasized the ‘possibility’ they each harbored.
Even the [Third Sword, Jun], who had not yet awakened, was no exception.
Excluding the [Sixth Sword, Bellatrice], who was the first to witness the world’s end, I presented all the Swords with discourse on their possibilities and marked the milestones of their lives.
In that world, possibility meant—.
‘The power to overcome annihilation.’
It refers to the qualification to witness the end of a world in any manner whatsoever.
That is possibility.
I had always been the one to proclaim and convince them of this.
But now….
【Sword Master Shin Si-woo, who has internalized the given power as your own.】
【Your sword carries the possibility to transcend the world’s laws.】
【The [Tower] sends you countless accolades and bestows upon you possibility.】
Now the [Tower] itself was uttering the word ‘possibility’ to me.
The [Tower] speaking to me—this was a phenomenon I had discovered for the first time.
What could the Tower be trying to tell me?
‘The possibility to overcome Earth’s annihilation.’
If I interpret it in the same context, that would be its meaning.
Since the Tower is the place that manifests my trials, that interpretation is likely correct.
In other words, the Tower must also show me the ‘path’ leading toward possibility.
‘Though he never spoke of it, Jesus may have experienced something similar.’
In any case, this could never occur unless one were of that caliber.
Then how will the [Tower] present me with the path toward possibility?
The simplest method is through rewards.
Whoosh!
[The possibility to transcend the world’s laws, demonstrated by Sword Master Shin Si-woo.]
[The Tower grants you a gift.]
As expected, it was the Tower’s way.
Unlike before, I heard no voice.
Yet the clearly visible status window message conveyed its intent.
One might wonder how I could sense intent from a mere message, but….
[■■ Rank——. Adjusting.]
How could I not sense such an intense power emanating from mere text?
Before my eyes, the characters vanished and reappeared in real time, repeating endlessly.
[■X Rank——. Calibrating.]
[E■ ■——. Calibrating.]
They flickered, blurred, then suddenly sharpened, repeating this cycle.
Hundreds. Tens of hundreds. Thousands of times.
And thus, the Tower completed a single sentence.
Flash!
[EX Rank Armor Selection Box]
According to conventional knowledge, the Tower grants ‘random boxes’ classified as [F∼SSS Rank].
I still have two unused SSS Rank boxes remaining.
But….
‘EX Rank actually exists?’
This reward was different from the very start in its designation.
Nothing less than EX Rank.
Of course, designations like SSS Rank Transcendent were created by humans.
The world reflected the universal consensus of the masses and formalized it as an official ‘name’.
The title ‘EX’ honoring the sole god Jesus was no different.
Was it not a name humans bestowed upon the living Jesus in reverence?
Yet the Tower had manifested this EX designation as a tangible reward.
‘And that too….’
An EX Rank Armor Selection Box.
The rank prefix alone was absurd, but the modifier attached to it was even more preposterous.
And for good reason—.
‘Selection.’
It meant I could choose the reward myself.
Moreover, what I needed most was armor.
‘I have the Ego Sword for weapons.’
My primary weapon, the Aga Sword, was still fragile.
But the other Ego Swords possessed absolute power.
I was the master of such blades.
Yet my body was not the body of a Transcendent.
Though I was acquiring countless insights and authorities, compared to truly transcended swords, my flesh remained infinitely frail.
‘Unless it’s the moment I summon an Ego Sword, I cannot withstand an attack from a Demon-class entity.’
That was the truth.
I had obtained exactly what I needed at precisely the right moment.
Of course, how this ‘selection’ would be applied was the most crucial detail….
While I pondered this.
⦗Young master, I have a splendid opinion regarding armor!⦘
Suddenly, a voice emerged from the sword.
Iris seemed to have a good idea in mind, and it appeared she wanted to reflect her own intentions in the reward of ‘selection’.
But that wasn’t Iris’s intention alone.
⦗Master of Swords, for me! Please design the brilliant ceremonial robes of a saint—.⦘
Suddenly the speaker changed.
This time it was Yulia Lanestia who stepped forward.
And then.
⦗Master of Swords, let me craft magnificent armor by adding Demon hide! Even a picky one like you will be satisfied—.⦘
Even Muratan joined in.
The mention of EX-rank defensive equipment seemed to stir everyone’s hearts….
‘Hm?’
Normally Reinhardt Euclid would be the first to step forward in such situations.
His silence felt strange.
“Reinhardt Euclid, do you have no opinion?”
So I asked, and he gave me a response befitting him.
⦗I have never held great interest in ceremonial robes or formalities….⦘
Now that I thought about it, that made sense.
Reinhardt Euclid was a madman who would shut himself in caves for decades at a time, subsisting only on wall-absorbed grain pills while training.
A true training fanatic, one could say.
‘That worn martial robe was probably his main defensive equipment.’
Ahem.
I felt a slight pang of regret.
In any case, weren’t all the Swords getting excited and rowdy?
It would be difficult to achieve good results in such an excited state.
I spoke calmly.
“First, let’s open the SSS-rank, and save the EX for last.”
The best things should always be saved for last.
I opened the SSS-rank random box I had been saving up until now.
I wasn’t worried by the term ‘random’.
The Tower, as always, would randomly give me exactly what I needed.
Whoosh!
[Skill: Area-Designated Purification]
The first thing I obtained was a skill created by the Second Sword, Yulia Lanestia—an ability that perfectly purifies all impurity and evil within a designated range.
True to its name of ‘purification’, it possessed the performance to cleanse the corruption of designated humans or terrain.
A formidable power that could even restore humans partially absorbed by foreign entities to their original state.
‘This is perfect.’
My Swords’ manifestation time is measured in seconds.
I have no time to waste on trivial healing and purification of others.
That’s why I need to secure versatility through ‘skills’ like this—so I can wield their authority through skills without needing to manifest the Swords themselves.
I opened the next box immediately.
Whoosh!
[Skill: Annihilation Slash (一殲), Splitting the Heavens.]
A transcendent technique pioneered by Reinhardt Euclid.
It resembles the ‘Horizontal Slash’ I used before.
But haven’t I already mastered thirty-three forms with Reinhardt Euclid’s guidance?
‘Splitting the Heavens’ is included among those thirty-three forms.
However, implementing it as a Skill carries an entirely different significance.
‘I can use it with different swords.’
Before, I deployed [Horizontal Slash] toward the Red Sea.
The sword I wielded then was [5th Sword, Iris Ruzbella].
In this way, Skills serve as a lubricant, allowing my swords’ powers to intermingle.
I didn’t understand this at first, but as I’ve grown considerably, my perception has expanded.
Then now, for the final step—.
⦗Girl! I assert with conviction!!!⦘
⦗You must wear noble vestments!⦘
⦗Sword Master, the Demon’s hide—.⦘
Letting the swords’ clamor fade into the background, I opened the [EX-rank] chest.
Whoooooosh————.
A mesmerizing rainbow emerges through the distant golden radiance.
The kaleidoscopic brilliance seemed like witnessing mystery itself, while the red and darkness coexisting within it felt like gazing upon chaos.
From within such distant luminescence—.
—Ep. 18 Possibility.
Sword World.
A Quest appeared in this place.
[Form the Sword Master’s Armor.]
The swords, having observed something like a ‘status window’ through Shin Si-woo’s perspective, clearly grasped what this meant.
All the swords stepped forward, each presenting their own opinion.
“My will is the imperial regalia of an empress.”
The last empress of the continent.
She had always been obsessed with imperial vestments.
Therefore, it was only fitting that the Sword Master wear such garments as well.
“Hmph! Demon hide is the hardest steel there is. Why does this little one keep opening their mouth before a master craftsman?”
Muratan bellowed.
As the most knowledgeable among the swords regarding armor, it was only right that he reinforce the [EX-rank Armor].
What couldn’t he forge, having tempered swords with foreign essence?
The Saint Yulia Lanestia joined the fray between Iris Ruzbella and Muratan’s quarrel.
“Tsk tsk, none of you have the fundamentals down.”
Yulia Lanestia pursued a Sword Master dressed in noble ceremonial robes.
“Just as I did, only the highest-ranking chaste priestess may ascend to the papal throne. The Sword Master is surely worthy of such a position….”
Papal vestments.
The swords had lived across different worldlines, yet their backgrounds were all remarkably similar.
That’s why I understood clearly what the Pope’s vestments meant.
“Immortality with auto-regeneration…. Hmm.”
And it seemed I would meet the equipping conditions as well.
Just as Muratan was about to spout something like “Demon skin vestments,” Yulia Lanestia turned to the old man and asked.
“Reinhardt Euclid, what do you think?”
“Hmm, I’ve spent my entire life in nothing but training robes, so I’m not sure.”
Having devoted himself solely to training, Reinhardt Euclid knew little of the aesthetics of armor.
Much less, taste itself.
“With the Fasting Pill and training robes, the Sword Master will be satisfied.”
Hadn’t all the Swords conspired to hold this meeting the moment the Sword Master opened the box?
It was an ultra-high-speed conference conducted with the transcendent minds of the Swords, yet….
At this rate, we wouldn’t reach a conclusion.
“This is my will.”
That’s when Iris Ruzbella stepped forward.
Though she appeared as the smallest child, she was the being most suited to “reign.”
Grrrrk—.
Iris Ruzbella climbed atop the Demon, rose on her tiptoes, and looked down at all the Swords as she spoke.
“The exterior shall be an Emperor’s formal uniform. Layer the Demon’s skin beneath it, and wear the Pope’s vestments as an undergarment—that would be fitting.”
It was an answer that satisfied all the Swords’ demands.
Of course, Reinhardt Euclid raised a tattered mat and posed the question, “What about the training robes?”—.
“The Sword Master’s training robes are precisely that!”
Iris Ruzbella laughed with a “Ha ha!” and spoke.
The Swords nodded naturally at this exquisite harmony.
“The Sword Master’s body has yet to transcend, so as a virtuous clergyman, I am deeply concerned.”
At Yulia Lanestia’s request, one additional function was added.
“Let us add the authority to be bound to the body. Dwarf, you can manage that much, can’t you?”
Muratan tilted his head askew and spoke.
“Ha, you ask me such a basic thing? That much is more than sufficient. I’ll weave such a function into the Demon’s skin.”
Thus.
Through the harmony of system authority and the Swords.
The armor of the Sword Master, Shin Si-woo, was completed.
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—I opened my eyes.
The countless streams of light enveloping my body vanished.
And I was wearing some sort of “formal uniform.”
It felt almost like….
The Emperor’s formal uniform I had seen when raising Iris Ruzbella in [Sword Raising].
Whoosh!
[Armor—The Sword Master’s Training Robes.]
But the name was strange.
An emperor’s formal robe, perhaps ceremonial vestments symbolizing the Swords’ authority.
Those names would have suited it far better.
‘This is training attire?’
I tilted my head in confusion.
First, since it’s classified as an item, I should check its options.
Whoosh!
[Imbued with the Emperor’s Authority.]
[Even the Demon dare not trespass carelessly.]
[When displaying majesty, you can project overwhelming pressure upon your surroundings.]
[You gain the power to dominate the surrounding area and enforce your ‘will’ upon it.]
‘The Emperor’s Authority?’
Whoosh!
[Imbued with the Pope’s Doctrine.]
[Automatically heals all wounds unless they are instantly fatal.]
[You can remove all negative mental effects in the surrounding area, channeling divine authority.]
[You can manifest an ‘invincible’ Barrier centered on the wearer.]
‘The Pope?’
The more I examined it, the stranger the garment’s options became.
The name is training attire, yet it possesses the Emperor’s Authority and the Pope’s Doctrine.
And furthermore…
Whoosh!
[The durability of Demon hide transcends limits, nullifying overwhelming attacks.]
[Auto-cleaning function, body-fitting function, maintains the wearer’s body in a perpetually clean state, and so on…]
All manner of miscellaneous functions were attached.
And…
Whoosh!
[Permanently bound upon equipping.]
This garment had become one with my flesh.
Despite all these overwhelming powers, I could not help but feel bewildered.
‘Good heavens…’
The Patriot walks around wearing a ‘nationalist taegeuk hoodie.’
Jesus goes about in a pink crown of thorns and a purple robe.
Yet I am a transcendent with a sound mind.
“You expect me to go out like this?”
Something felt off.
The Swords who had been chattering merrily fell silent.
The Tower, which had been discussing my reward, chose silence.
And then a portal appeared before my eyes.
“What is that supposed to—”
The landscape visible beyond the portal was Gwanghwamun Plaza.
It was exactly as it had been when I entered.
Twenty-four hours had passed outside, so there had to be some changes.
But wasn’t this degree of change far too extreme?
【Come on, everyone line up!!! We have enough Cubes. Let’s finish the Awakening classification quickly!】
The Patriot was conducting Awakening classification operations at Gwanghwamun Plaza.
Countless Cubes—pseudo-Gates built in the form of structures to distinguish Awakened individuals—had been erected.
The entire area was blanketed by an incalculable number of people.
Their count was precisely—.
‘170,000 people.’
The potential of humanity I had witnessed within the Gate in Jeonju.
That hope of theirs….
‘If I count the spectators too, it would easily reach a million people?’
In other words, I had to face them wearing this new outfit.
In the garb of an imperialist from an unmodern era.
Swish—.
Was this the power of the [Tower]?
I was naturally pushed through the portal.
Then the Patriot approached me, proudly displaying a hoodie wrapped with the Taegeuk flag.
And then he asked.
“What exactly are you planning to make of this nation?”
His expression was quite complex.

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