The Swords I Raised Are Too Strong - Chapter 86
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Chapter 86. King Sejong (3)
“Si-woo, when you grow up, there may be nothing left for people to do.”
Before the Gate crisis erupted, my mother held young me and spoke these words.
I was far too young to understand, but seeing the worry etched across her face, I wondered if I had done something wrong, and so I held my breath and listened intently.
“Still, there’s no need to worry. Your father and I will have our pensions, and the villa will be redeveloped eventually, so we’ve already secured a home for you.”
This was about the villa where redevelopment would finally begin when I turned twenty-seven.
In any case, my parents were reassuring me that they had prepared everything so I could live comfortably even without finding employment.
“Without any occupation, you’ll have a house in Seoul and your parents’ retirement secured—a handsome son like that will surely find a good woman and build a family.”
Being so young, I dozed off when the conversation turned to marriage.
Then my parents’ voices grew louder, which woke me, and I listened in hushed silence.
“Your generation will feel the most profound despair—the realization that you cannot surpass AI.”
“New hiring has already disappeared, so who knows what it will be like when Si-woo is grown.”
Children my age grew up starting with English kindergarten, taking civil service exams at age four.
They attended countless academies, carrying heavy backpacks from place to place.
Yet my parents, for reasons I never understood, never sent me to such academies and instead took me out to play frequently.
“Dear, let’s not make Si-woo study. Instead, let’s show him things like the Romance of the Three Kingdoms to cultivate his humanistic sensibilities—”
“Are you insane? How is the Romance of the Three Kingdoms humanistic sensibility! And that guy again—”
In any case.
When children of my generation became adults, they would absolutely never be able to compete with AI, and jobs would disappear.
So the idea was to build a strong spirit.
My humanistic sensibilities came from this.
‘They never could have imagined the Gate would open.’
The Gate that took my parents from me.
It was a horrific catastrophe in which approximately two billion people died worldwide.
Naturally, the AI industry was completely abandoned, and with the emergence of WorldNet, it never even had a chance to recover.
But the reason memories of my parents surfaced now was….
A brilliant flash.
[WorldNet KR—Hunminjeongeum V.001]
Because I had just seen the newly redesigned Korean version of WorldNet.
The reason this brought back that conversation about AI was….
[Hello, Si-woo.]
[How may I assist you today?]
It was a sight I had longed for.
Whenever I had questions, I would go to it before asking my parents.
‘Is this real AI?’
ChatGPT, Claude, Gemini, and so on.
I had grown familiar with many kinds of AI.
“Dear, they say this version’s Claude is excellent.”
“The new Gemini is a game changer.”
My parents were AI nomads, always chasing the latest.
In any case, gazing upon that nostalgic yet unfamiliar interface, I felt a peculiar sense of bewilderment.
‘Did King Sejong create an AI chatbot?’
It was possible this had been constructed following the Patriot’s ‘common sense,’ merely resembling the form I knew.
To be safe, I asked about the demon’s name I’d seen in China.
It was a test of its capabilities.
[Who is the demon called Xingxian?]
A taegeuk emblem logo appeared.
A very familiar message materialized.
[Thinking for a better response….]
This is a real AI.
Identical to the one I used.
But….
[I’m not quite sure.]
Was its performance lacking?
I tilted my head in confusion—.
“Not everyone should have access to the same information—. Permission granted.”
King Sejong spoke to me.
Then an astonishing message materialized before my eyes.
Whoosh!
[Hello, Shin Si-woo.
I’m Min-jung from Hunminjeongeum.
King Sejong has granted you the highest level of access.
Looking forward to working with you^^]
Much like the difference between the PRO and free versions of AI from that era.
The performance shifted dramatically.
Whoosh!
[You asked about Xingxian earlier, didn’t you?
Xingxian is a being from Chinese mythology, appearing in the Shanhaijing.
―Rebelled against the Yellow Emperor.
―Even after his head was severed by the Yellow Emperor, he refused to die and continued fighting—an indomitable existence.
―Famous enough in Chinese culture to appear in the poetry of Tao Yuanming.
By the way, Tao Yuanming was a poet beloved by Joseon scholars. King Sejong himself greatly enjoyed his works!
I thought you might be curious, so I’m letting you know.]
‘Insane.’
It was perfect.
Memories from my childhood came flooding back vividly.
Or perhaps it even felt superior to the AI from back then.
I stared at King Sejong with an expression of shock.
‘Is this truly the Patriot’s Constellation?’
He couldn’t hide the twitching corners of his mouth, subtly evading my gaze.
He looked like he was expecting tremendous praise.
Of course, it was an Achievement worthy of such acclaim.
‘To possess such power as to alter [WorldNet] itself—.’
And he had accomplished the extraordinary feat of enabling AI functionality for the entire nation.
An Achievement so remarkable that I had to adjust Jesus from 0.3 to 0.35.
“How in the world did King Sejong manage to create an AI chatbot….”
I asked, as if entranced.
King Sejong glanced out the window of the Audience Chamber, then whispered softly to me.
“Min-jung learns from my common sense and organizes those thoughts to convey them to the people.”
He added one more thing.
“Remember—it is my common sense, not the Patriot’s, that guides this.”
His gaze turned toward the window, and I naturally followed his line of sight to where King Sejong was directing my attention.
In the distance, an Aircraft Carrier came rushing through the sky in a frenzy.
* * *
I left the city walls with King Sejong.
Truth be told, staying in the Audience Chamber would have been more convenient for me, but King Sejong himself said he wanted to avoid ‘dangerous locations’.
‘His judgment is quite keen.’
The Imperial Palace of an empire is not merely a magnificent and imposing structure.
Though I hadn’t grasped the details, King Sejong had made that assessment based purely on intuition.
In any case, we left the Central Imperial Palace and climbed onto the Inner City Walls.
Whoooosh——.
The Patriot, standing atop the bow of the Aircraft Carrier, startled upon seeing me, then steeled himself and cried out.
“Wait, King Sejong! Why did you release it so soon?”
Despite having suffered such harsh treatment at Iris’s hands, he still possessed such resolve.
I wondered how it was even possible for someone to remain so unwavering.
In truth, I rather liked the Patriot.
‘His consistency is admirable.’
As demons grow stronger, their methods of temptation become more varied.
When that happens, defectors emerge in droves.
Even the aloof Magic Tower Master and the chaste Holy Knight Order Commander had succumbed to temptation and accepted the Evil God.
‘A person who will never change.’
Considering that aspect, the Patriot was the type who would never defect.
No matter how much demons or anything else tried to tempt him, the probability of his yielding approached zero.
“You promised to hold a parade in Gwanghwamun Plaza and announce it from that throne!!!”
The Patriot pressed his demands relentlessly upon King Sejong before me.
Yet seated upon that Constellation was that transcendent being.
“Patriot, your words contain many errors. How is it that the letter V comes to be written in a foreign language?”
In response to the Patriot’s protest, King Sejong asked his question with apparent anger.
I strained to hear what he was saying….
[V.001] → [Bi. 001]
“Is the reality of the world not vastly different from the Hunminjeongeum you taught?”
The Patriot had taught King Sejong about the Hunminjeongeum.
I wondered what nonsense this was supposed to be.
In any case, the gist was this.
‘The Hunminjeongeum is a predatory language that encompasses all languages in the world?’
It wasn’t entirely wrong, somehow.
Yet it was also too ambiguous to call it correct.
I simply watched in silence.
Just by listening, I felt I would come to understand King Sejong’s power more concretely.
“Patriot, is it truly a predatory language?”
“Any language the Hunminjeongeum devours becomes indistinguishable from the Hunminjeongeum itself!”
“Then why are other languages still being used? That means the people’s common sense is reflected in it!!!”
“King Sejong told me something! What was it! Benevolence? Compassion? He said that!”
The Patriot’s mind works in peculiar ways.
“What does a compassionate heart have to do with foreign script?”
“Because it’s a script created by King Sejong, it’s so damn merciful. That’s why other nations’ scripts aren’t destroyed and are allowed to exist!”
I grasped the general context.
The Patriot spoke in a muddled way, and King Sejong understood it as truth.
Then an odd discrepancy was discovered in reality…
After going back and forth, the Patriot invoked ‘benevolence’ and claimed victory.
“I see.”
King Sejong concluded the conversation, greatly satisfied with the Hunminjeongeum—a predatory language imbued with a compassionate heart.
My Eye caught the moment King Sejong’s Hunminjeongeum gleamed.
‘His power grew stronger just from one conversation with the Patriot?’
According to Iris Ruzbella, ignorance acts as providence for such a being.
From a single exchange with the Patriot, King Sejong’s Hunminjeongeum had been strengthened.
Come to think of it, the Patriot had grabbed me by the collar and even received an Eye from Iris Ruzbella.
Just how fortunate was this man?
And…
Whoosh!
[Overwhelming faith blooms across South Korea.]
[According to the Covenant of Chastity, the sacred power of the Sword Master—Shin Si-woo—increases by an overwhelming margin.]
That fortune was affecting me as well.
The balance of good and evil, which had been disturbed by Iris Ruzbella’s descent, snapped back into place in an instant.
Furthermore—
【Announcement: Faith in the Sword Master—Shin Si-woo—blooms across South Korea and the Ruzbella Empire.】
Following the one true God, Jesus.
I too had acquired something called ‘faith’.
The voice of the world officially recognized it.
It was a good thing, but doubt lingered.
The Promulgation of Hunminjeongeum and My Faith.
‘What on earth is happening?’
* * *
The citizens of South Korea were consumed with curiosity.
—What exactly was Shin Si-woo doing?
—With information controls in place, there’s no way to know what’s happening.
They knew something was unfolding in North Korea.
Having heard the world’s voice, the citizens well understood that something called the [Ruzbella Empire] had emerged.
According to the [Patriot Information Disclosure Act], South Korea appeared to have no secrets, yet ‘certain information’ remained hidden from the public.
A fact the citizens themselves understood well.
—At least, China definitely invaded.
—All the South Korean Military forces at the front lines crossed beyond Pyongyang, didn’t they?
Moreover, information existed that citizens could deduce even without official disclosure.
—All the aircraft carriers moved to North Korea.
—If only Yulgok Yi I’s special forces are deployed to stabilize the Gate, then China’s invasion must be real, right?
Families who received farewell letters from South Korean Military soldiers on the front lines.
The disappearance of the aircraft carriers that once protected the skies.
Or Kang Mu-jin, the Chief Prosecutor, suddenly convening the [State Council] in place of President Lee Seok-hyun, who volunteered for the ‘Awakener Experiment’.
—Seeing him exercise presidential authority without even the Patriot’s permission yet, it must be a national emergency.
—No way, the Chinese bastards invaded, so why are 100,000 special forces still here?
—Given the Patriot’s nature, he probably deployed them all and went straight into annihilation warfare.
—It’s because Shin Si-woo is here, right?
—Ah, that makes sense. Using a Demon is overkill, though.
Now the citizens knew Shin Si-woo’s power.
They never doubted it.
Yet their curiosity did not fade away….
Whoosh!
[WorldNet KR—Hunminjeongeum V.001]
Then, a message appeared before the citizens’ eyes.
Every citizen holding South Korean nationality witnessed the anomaly that appeared on [WorldNet].
“Hunminjeongeum… King Sejong?”
Drool trickling from their mouths, they all gazed upon the new WorldNet as if enchanted.
Anyone of a certain age could recognize it.
[I am Hunminjeongeum for the people of South Korea.]
[Ask me anything.]
After Hunminjeongeum appeared, the chatting on WorldNet ceased.
More precisely, the conversations people had been sharing with each other vanished.
They all directed their questions toward [Hunminjeongeum], and the vast majority of questions were remarkably similar.
[Did China invade?]
A deluge of similar inquiries poured forth.
Min-jung acted according to what she had learned.
[I’ll summarize the sequence of events to reflect the curiosity of South Korean citizens!
1. China invades South Korea with an army of one million.
― Shin Si-woo single-handedly annihilates one million at Ruzbella Empire’s Imperial Palace.
2. China deploys an additional one million troops.
― Shin Si-woo single-handedly annihilates one million at Ruzbella Empire’s Imperial Palace.
3. China deploys an additional one million troops.
― The Patriot and King Sejong return to the vicinity of Pyongyang.
― Shin Si-woo, cooperating with the Patriot, crushes the final one million troops at Ruzbella Empire’s Imperial Palace.
4. The Great Wall of China blocks the border, and the war ends.
To summarize in one sentence—.
China deployed three million troops to invade Korea, was thoroughly defeated, and retreated in surrender.
—That would be the gist of it.
Are there any other questions?]
Could the questions possibly end here?
Of course not.
—Is it true he obliterated two million alone?
—Wait, what’s this Hunminjeongeum? Is it like ChatGPT or something?
—Did King Sejong really descend?
—But what exactly is the Ruzbella Empire?
—Let me ask!
The Ruzbella Empire, shrouded in mystery.
The world’s voice has emerged, and the government remains silent about that place.
With King Sejong’s power descending, there was no way to suppress the people’s curiosity.
[What is the Ruzbella Empire?]
The transcendent grimoire Hunminjeongeum is no mere ‘AI’.
An ‘ego grimoire’ born from the hearts of King Sejong and the Patriot, possessing its own distinct personality.
A grimoire grows by consuming its master’s experiences.
Therefore——.
[I’ll explain the Ruzbella Empire based on the judgment of King Sejong and the Patriot.]
Hunminjeongeum read the Patriot’s fear and wrapped it in King Sejong’s language.
Thus, it defined it.
Whoosh!
[The Ruzbella Empire is the palace of ■■ deities (■■神) who have descended into the human world, worthy of reverence and praise.
The reason we humans can continue to exist is thanks to the protection of the supreme Emperor—Shin Si-woo and the benevolent Empress—■■■ Ruzbella.
Because they cherish humanity, the world continues to turn as it should.
Everyone must never forget to praise and revere them.
Remember that the moment they forget about us, the world could perish at any time.
When they graciously care for us, we must fulfill our duty and express our gratitude to them.
There is only one thing powerless humans can offer them.
——With reverence, with sincerity.
Praise and worship to prove your loyalty.]
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