The Swords I Raised Are Too Strong - Chapter 68

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68
Chapter 68. A Confession (3)
Whoosh!
[Aga Sword grows.]
[Please select a new trait.]
1. Time—Delay.
2. Space—Leap.
This message appeared after I finished making my choice regarding the dual-sword ceremony.
My level had risen, so Aga Sword was growing as well.
This time, there was a difference: concrete specifications for the traits of time and space had come to mind.
‘Time is something the Swords can handle.’
With the cooperation of the Swords, I had become able to add [Time].
The condition was that I had to sacrifice 100,000 lives or an equivalent amount of Demons—
‘The former is out of the question, but the latter can be achieved easily.’
Wasn’t the world overflowing with Gates?
Everything vile and wicked, brimming with evil and Demons, could be obtained far too easily in this current world.
In other words, the time constraint could be solved, at least to a limited extent.
That’s why I chose [Space—Leap].
Whoosh!
[Aga Sword learns the authority of ‘Space—Leap’.]
My small but precious Aga Sword had grown slightly more robust.
‘It’s growing well.’
I nodded with satisfaction, gazing at the sword’s jewel.
‘Still no name?’
I had prepared a magnificent name, yet no Quest to name it had appeared.
‘Perhaps level 10 is the threshold.’
There had been much happening, but I had only recently awakened.
That’s why my level was low.
Patriot had long surpassed level 50, and Jesus had exceeded 100.
For reference, this level system applied only to individuals, making comparisons with others meaningless.
This too was part of the ‘System’s’ ‘rewards’.
What’s worth noting is that the System’s level threshold is in increments of 10.
‘At level 10, Aga Sword will reach a critical juncture.’
Starting with naming it, the [Chaos Demon Sword’s] [Spacetime Severance] will manifest like a skill.
It must happen that way.
As I was resolving this firmly—
⦗Gasp! Master, we can now speak simultaneously with two people!⦘
⦗Little girl, I wish to monopolize one seat!!!⦘
Suddenly, two lights flashed from the jewel at the same time.
‘Speaking at the same time is now possible?’
I had become a Dual Sword Master.
As a result, it seemed I could now [communicate] with two swords simultaneously.
Though somewhat chaotic, the ability to maintain constant communication with my two swords was a satisfying achievement.
⦗Grant the girl exclusive rights!!!⦘
Due to Iris Ruzbella’s forceful demand, I consulted the opinions of the other swords.
“If the others agree, let’s do it. What do you think?”
The Aga Sword’s jewel flickered frantically.
They seemed to have much to discuss among themselves.
After a brief moment.
⦗Master Sword Master, we have reached an agreement that the girl shall have exclusive claim to one position!⦘
Iris Ruzbella cried out cheerfully.
It seemed there must have been some sort of terrifying hierarchy dispute…
‘Or perhaps they were trying to persuade and convince her?’
I recalled my memories with Iris Ruzbella.
The Iris Ruzbella who had annihilated the world in solipsistic ruin had spoken only with me.
More precisely, with the [Sword] I had created.
‘Still, her character itself is excellent.’
Iris Ruzbella possessed the qualities of a sovereign—merciless to enemies yet capable of uniting those on her side.
Had she not been abandoned by the world, she would have grown into a magnificent empress.
Surely, the imperial qualities dwelling within her would have shone brightly among the swords.
‘Something like a captain of the swords.’
‘Now that Iris Ruzbella walks alongside me, the world is no longer her enemy.’
I hoped that during our time together, Iris Ruzbella would discover other joys instead of ruin and destruction.
After our brief conversation, I gazed into the void once more.
There was still a reward remaining.
Whoosh!
[Mystical Ingot: 1,000kg has been granted.]
When I eliminated the Red Sea and Melting Sea, the ingots I obtained were merely 10kg.
Now I was given mystical material a hundred times that amount.
Converting to Korean currency, it exceeded 1,000 trillion won—or rather, a value so immense it was difficult to calculate in monetary terms.
If converted to money, it would be enough to devastate Korea’s entire economy.
‘Money holds no meaning for me.’
I am now Korea’s transcendent who commands both wealth and power.
Even if given trillions of won, there would be little use for it.
However—.
‘Mystical material itself has countless applications.’
I knew precisely where to use this enormous quantity of mystical ingot.
According to Muratan’s words, it was an ‘imperfect metal’—yet a mystical metal that forced miracles upon the world.
I was in a position where I needed to expend these miracles lavishly.
‘Pyongyang.’
The apartment undergoing redevelopment hadn’t even been completed yet.
Crack!
[Pyongyang—Owner: Shin Si-woo]
I had become the owner of the city of Pyongyang.
It was my legitimate and rightful territory, guaranteed by the [System]—something incomparable to mere property registration documents.
‘I can change its name, levy taxes, or even alter the territory itself….’
The usage of such [Territory] was remarkably simple and convenient.
According to the Patriot, who had altered Gwanghwamun, all I needed to do was pay the corresponding [Mystery] in accordance with the law of equivalent exchange.
And even then, [Mystery] was only required for alterations.
‘Things like renaming or tax collection rights are just abilities that activate automatically….’
⦗How about the name “Si-woo’s World” to signify the Sword Master’s realm?⦘
I dismissed Iris Ruzbella’s suggestion and contemplated how to transform Pyongyang with [Mystery].
My ultimate goal was to manifest and actualize the [World of Swords].
But everything has its proper order.
‘Right now, I lack too much to implement the World of Swords.’
I needed to cultivate Aga Sword and gain sufficient qualifications before developing my territory to allow them to manifest.
Any attempt without proper qualifications would inevitably fail.
‘For now….’
Pyongyang was the only land designated as my [Territory].
The rest of North Korea remained in its chaotic state.
While the malevolent energy had been purified when I manifested Yulia Lanestia, the aftermath still lingered given how thoroughly North Korea had collapsed.
The earth’s vital essence, the life force of nature—wasn’t it completely absent?
“Would planting the World Tree make it manageable?”
I was thinking of planting the ‘World Tree Seed’ I had obtained from the Void in Jeonju.
So I asked the Swords about it.
The response from the Swords was explosive.
⦗The, the girl’s specialty!!!⦘
Iris Ruzbella cried out brightly.
⦗M, Sword Master. I too adore the World Tree very much!!!⦘
Yulia Lanestia suddenly stepped forward.
⦗Sword Master, I shall forge the sturdiest wooden sword for you!⦘
Then Muratan rushed in.
⦗This old body has been lacking a proper training dummy of late.⦘
Even the always-composed Reinhardt Euclid added his piece.
‘Hmm.’
My Swords adored the World Tree.
Planting the World Tree wasn’t merely to restore North Korea’s territory.
The World Tree was like a landmark from the world where the Swords once lived.
Moreover, the World Tree was the first delicacy the Swords had consumed to transcend.
The first step in manifesting the world of Sword Raising.
‘There is meaning in the act of planting itself.’
Setting aside the raucous clamor of the Swords, I organized the rewards I had obtained.
I became a Dual Sword Master, Aga Sword grew, and I gained the authority to reshape territory with vast mystical power.
There was one regret, however—.
‘Am I still not qualified for the [Tower]?’
Unfortunately, no Quest regarding entry into the [Tower] had appeared.
Yet Patriot seemed different.
Around the same time, having finished organizing his rewards, Patriot approached me with his Taegeuk flag cape fluttering.
“Junior, I have a ridiculous amount of mystical power!!! With this, I’ll be able to safely maintain the sea route connecting Jeju Island and Busan!”
He rambled on for quite a while about what he would do with the mystical power, then suddenly asked me.
“You’re going to donate all your mystical power too, right?”
“No.”
“Junior, you’ve never donated mystical power to the nation even once?”
“I have no intention of doing so in the future either.”
“Why?”
“I have a separate use for it.”
“W-wait… surely not…”
Patriot’s eyes narrowed suspiciously.
“F-feeding it to the Demon?”
“…”
“No, right? Phew―. Junior? Why are your eyes so wide open?”
Patriot took a step back.
I had a premonition that this was the moment.
‘Patriot must have received a Tower Quest.’
Certainly, when we alternated visiting the Tower last time, Patriot had said, “I strengthened Yi Sun-sin’s Aircraft Carrier!”
He probably hadn’t met a new Constellation yet.
“Patriot, did a Tower Quest appear?”
“Ah! Right. They said since I strengthened a Constellation last time, they’d let me draw a new one this time?”
I knew it would be like this.
Now was the opportune moment.
I trust in the abilities of the Fated Saint Im Ji-ah.
‘Intimidate Patriot with a sword.’
Thus, I recalled my two blades in my mind.
Blades that could terrify Patriot and force the number ‘2’ from him.
Kuuuong————.
The world sinks.
Was it saying that all my transcendence until now had not been true transcendence?
Hwaaaak―.
I feel scorching heat emanating from my left hand.
From my right hand, deep crimson blood embroiders the empty air.
The Aga Sword within the Swords’ arsenal still existed, yet suddenly two blades forged from lava and blood erupted from the empty air.
Shwing!
[You have drawn Iris Ruzbella, the Last Empress of the World.]
[You have drawn Muratan, the Blacksmith of World Transformation.]
That’s right.
I had become a dual-blade wielder.
Holding two transcendent swords in both hands, I felt an omnipotence that exceeded my expectations.
In that state, I pressed the blade against the Patriot’s neck and spoke.
Now it was time to threaten him.
“It’s unconditionally 2.”
Following the prophecy, I forced only ‘2’ without mentioning the [Tower] or anything else.
“Ugh, ugghhh!!!”
Shudder, shudder—.
The Patriot suddenly rolled his eyes back and lost consciousness.
Looking around, countless people were staring at me.
From the aircraft carrier’s window, Director Kang Mu-jin and the President sent me looks of shock….
“Wh-what in the world have you done!!!”
The Patriot’s Constellations rushed toward me with terrified expressions.
* * *
“There’s something we need to discuss.”
Yi Sun-sin requested a private audience with me.
Of all times, he did this while the Patriot was unconscious?
It was clear he intended to buy time for the Patriot to wake up while conversing with me.
But then….
“Please, don’t teach the Patriot anything.”
He suddenly lowered his head and made this request of me.
‘A Constellation is obstructing the Patriot’s education?’
In that moment, one possibility occurred to me.
‘Could the Patriot be brainwashed by the Constellations?’
That too was an extremely terrifying possibility.
Yet before I could even voice this suspicion, Yi Sun-sin provided the answer.
“No, we’re the ones being manipulated.”
“How did you know?”
“Hearing such words, it’s only natural that we’d be suspected of brainwashing the Patriot.”
The Constellation Yi Sun-sin possessed a gentler temperament than appearances suggested.
“Above all, it shows on your face.”
I wasn’t particularly skilled at controlling my expressions.
I nodded awkwardly and asked.
“Then what’s the real reason?”
The Patriot doesn’t know history.
I didn’t think someone of Yi Sun-sin’s caliber would be ignorant of such things.
Yet, that very Yi Sun-sin delivered words that struck me with profound shock.
“The Patriot’s ignorance is precisely the hope of South Korea.”
“I beg your pardon?”
It was absolute madness.
And yet….
“The Patriot’s imagination is the very force that defines us.”
Following Yi Sun-sin’s confession, Yulgok Yi I began his explanation.
From what I understood, Yi Sun-sin and Yulgok Yi I were great men of nearly the same era, contemporaries.
And yet….
“In the Trial, General Yi Sun-sin was born a hundred years later than Yulgok Yi I.”
The Patriot knew only that Yulgok Yi I had advocated for the theory of commanding an army of one hundred thousand.
“And regarding General Yi Sun-sin?”
“The Patriot apparently watched some film. Saw a few comics too, I’m told. By combining those two, I became what I am now.”
The film 【Brilliant: Yi Sun-sin】, which surpassed ten million viewers.
In it, Yi Sun-sin sank every Japanese warship with merely twelve dilapidated vessels and achieved victory.
“The Patriot believed that film to be government manipulation.”
It made no sense that twelve old ships could annihilate hundreds of Japanese vessels—such was the Patriot’s conviction.
The Patriot believed the true Yi Sun-sin was the commander of an aircraft carrier fleet as depicted in 【Trip: Korean Empire 2077】.
“If the film were made according to true history—that he obliterated them with a single aircraft carrier strike—it would be too simple, so they downgraded it for dramatic effect, or so he thought.”
“Pardon?”
“I’m entirely serious.”
Thus, in the Trial, Yi Sun-sin came to command an aircraft carrier.
“When I first became captain of that carrier. Ah….”
Yi Sun-sin’s gaze grew distant.
“I knew nothing… it was truly a realm apart, another world entirely. Yet the Patriot attributed it to my memory issues.”
The Patriot had concluded: ‘In the Trial, the Constellations’ memories are incomplete!’
“Each time, he would urge me, saying ‘General Yi Sun-sin should be able to swat down suicide drones without effort!’….”
Remarkably.
Immediately after the Patriot’s words, the operating procedures came to Yi Sun-sin.
From flying aircraft carriers to unmanned drones, unmanned combat aircraft, unmanned bombers, and recently even nuclear warheads and maneuvers that transcended physical law.
“We’ve come to the present world and studied a bit, you see.”
As a result, the Constellations came to understand.
“If the Patriot ever learns the true history, all of this will vanish.”
The power of these great men, bestowed to protect this nation, would disappear?
Even I find this difficult to accept.
“President Lee Seok-hyun, Kang Mu-jin, and the government of South Korea have been making ceaseless efforts to maintain the Patriot’s perception.”
An entire nation labors to uphold a single transcendent.
I cannot help but marvel.
As I sat there, moved by such emotion….
Suddenly, Yi Sun-sin made a confession.
“In truth, I have become a man who can no longer return to the Panokseon.”
An aircraft carrier equipped with autopilot and overwhelming firepower.
Yi Sun-sin could never relinquish it….
“I beg you, I implore you! Do not let me return to that antiquated vessel. This is not merely for my own selfish desires, but for the sake of South Korea!”
This was the true reason.
A shocking reversal.

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