The Swords I Raised Are Too Strong - Chapter 99

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Chapter 99. The Approaching Calamity (4)
[Dark Young].
A lamb that already exists in this world.
‘The act of searching for something connected to an Outer God carries inherent danger by its very nature.’
It feels wasteful to manifest a Sword just to search for an Outer God’s offspring, not the Outer God itself.
‘Since I never know when something might happen.’
Not long ago, I might have deliberated over this.
But not anymore.
I can resolve all of this in one fell swoop.
“Iris, let’s activate the Magic Tower.”
The Imperial City of the Ruzbella Empire.
This place itself functions as the heart of the empire—its capital.
The Central Imperial Palace displaying the Emperor’s authority, the First Palace for administration, the Second Palace for warfare, the Third Palace for managing vassal states, and so on.
Beyond that, there also exists something called the Imperial Magic Tower.
“B-but there’s no one at the Magic Tower, my lord.”
Iris asks in a trembling voice.
She’s probably anticipating what I’ll say next.
So I gave her the answer she wanted to hear.
“There will be soon.”
The Magic Tower has already been manifested.
Remarkably, thanks to the finite conditions, the actual Imperial Palace of the empire itself has taken root on Earth.
Now, it’s time to bring people to work there.
“Ah! The sorcerer retainers….”
Iris, whose entire population had been demons.
She was overjoyed when she obtained the Imperial Transcendent Knight Order, and now she shows the same reaction toward the sorcerers I’m about to summon.
My Swords will now live truly “human” lives.
Muratan’s numbered weapon in human form is the beginning of that.
‘I need to make her familiar with human-form subjects before the South Korean Military enters the Third Zone.’
Excluding the Swords, one million demons were all that Iris had to communicate with.
Now the Empress will finally have real human subjects.
Starting with forty-five million citizens of South Korea, one hundred million Japanese citizens, and countless others beyond.
Just as my Swords strived for my happiness.
I too will do my utmost for the happiness of my Swords!
[Shop]
I opened the Shop.
What I need now is a sorcerer.
One with greater versatility rather than single-combat prowess.
I spotted several candidates.
Among them, what I would choose is.
[Muratan’s Failed Experiment 100—A hybrid Sword of the Imperial Royal Magic Tower Master and disciples.]
A Sword of quite considerable rank, reaching numbering 100.
The price was….
[Required Coins: 5,000,000,000]
Five billion coins.
A fortune so vast that even ordinary Transcendents would struggle to lay hands upon it.
Had the Saint of Destiny, Im Ji-ah, possessed inferior gambling skills, I could never have amassed such wealth.
‘Still, it’s absurdly expensive.’
Purchasing this would reduce my remaining coins to around three billion.
Yet there exists a separate reason for acquiring something so costly.
‘The value for money is exceptional.’
Any human inevitably considers ‘value for money’.
One might wonder what it means to claim something is both exorbitantly priced and excellent value.
Value for money, however, depends entirely on how one employs it.
‘It’s about using the right tool for the right purpose.’
Had I desired a powerful warrior capable of winning one-on-one combat, I would have purchased artifacts crafted by emperors or High Elves.
However, considering my purpose of operating a Magic Tower, I must acquire merchandise from the Ruzbella Empire’s mage lineup.
As the Imperial Transcendent Knight Order demonstrates, these are ‘complete packages’.
‘Moreover, they are exceptionally capable.’
Observe the Imperial Transcendent Knight Order.
Knight duties are merely the foundation—they handle all manner of troublesome tasks with ease, do they not?
They can even serve as instructors, teaching ordinary people.
If knights are thus, what of mages?
‘Creating the 100th Sword cost Muratan an enormous number of lives.’
To transform a human into a Sword, one must capture them alive.
Muratan wasted countless iterations because of this requirement.
And thus was born—.
[A Hybrid Sword of the Ruzbella Empire’s Imperial Royal Magic Tower Master and Disciples]
One could say the entire ‘Magic Tower’ is contained within it.
Leading the Imperial Royal Magic Tower Master are ten master disciples.
Beneath them are the ‘Heads of Schools’.
And below them, mages are added by rank—chief disciples and so forth.
‘With this caliber of personnel, I can properly operate a Magic Tower.’
The Ruzbella Empire’s Magic Tower is extraordinary.
Construction of a [Magic Tower Branch] to be built in Tokyo.
The [Magic Tower Master’s Eye] that observes the world.
Beyond that, it is even possible to convert energy derived from the World Tree into ‘mana’.
Should mystery ever vanish, a path opens to acquiring energy nonetheless.
Now it is time to properly utilize the functions of my Imperial Palace.
Whoosh!
[You have purchased ‘Muratan’s Failed Attempt 100—Hybrid Sword of the Imperial Royal Magic Tower Master and Disciples’.]
[Current Coins: 3,240,000,000]
The coins that once boasted 8 billion had dwindled to 3 billion.
In exchange—.
Flash—!!!
A brilliant flash of light erupted, and a dense crowd materialized in the center of the Audience Chamber.
“So these are the Empress’s new subjects.”
Mages draped in golden robes offered salutes with rigid precision.
Iris nodded in satisfaction at the sight, her expression brightening.
“Loyalty!”
In this solemn Central Imperial Palace, those who wielded ‘magic’ conducted their ceremony with absolute propriety.
Impeccably disciplined posture.
They exuded an atmosphere reminiscent of military mages—a hallmark of the Imperial Royal Magic Tower.
Magic like soldiers.
A tower like an army.
That was the impression they gave.
Just as the Empire’s Transcendent Knight Order required ‘qualifications,’ so too did the mages of the Imperial Royal Magic Tower.
And their numbers were far greater.
‘506 of them.’
Now it was time for the Empress’s initiation ceremony to begin.
Iris issued her command.
“Divide yourselves in half and kill one another!”
These were people-shaped Swords.
Whether it was appropriate to call mages Swords, I wasn’t certain, but in the world Muratan had remade, all those treated as iron had become ‘Swords.’
These Swords were about to engage in magical duels.
“Expand.”
The Empress—Iris—adjusted the space for combat.
This was the law of the [Imperial Palace].
The entire space transformed according to the will of the Empress, who carried the blood of the imperial house.
Ziiing——.
The Audience Chamber of the Central Imperial Palace stretched endlessly.
Upon it, mages with staves leveled at one another announced the beginning of battle.
Through an oath of loyalty.
“Loyalty!”
Within the warped space, the mages divided into two factions and cast spells upon each other.
Those with formidable combat power unleashed large-scale destructive magic indiscriminately.
Production-oriented researchers tore scrolls and hurled potion bottles.
Golems materialized and summons appeared.
Boom boom boom——!!!
All of it collided.
In an instant, the field of vision overflowed with a magnificent cascade of countless spells.
And thus, the conclusion that emerges is—.
Mutual destruction.
A perfect symmetry befitting Muratan’s blade.
The magical schools are divided in perfectly balanced proportions, and the hierarchy is clearly established.
My [Eye] understood it all in an instant.
“As expected, Muratan….”
Admiration escaped my lips unbidden.
And….
⦗Tsk, Sword Master, these are still the works of your inadequate days.⦘
Muratan grumbled.
There was once a time when the mere sight of Muratan filled me with frustration.
I thought he wasted so much time trying to forge some blade or other.
‘Never did I imagine all that suffering would return to me like this.’
When I treat the blades well, fortune flows back to me.
I am gradually filling the empty Imperial City.
* * *
Jesus.
To describe his appearance, he is a person whose presence is so vivid that anyone could recognize him at a glance.
A two-meter-fifty Black man wearing a pink thorned crown and draped in a deep purple robe.
Jesus, with an athlete’s build and skin so profoundly dark it stands out even among his people.
He is my brother.
The first god of mankind, whom I revere and respect.
And yet….
‘I have no desire to emulate him whatsoever.’
Still, there was one thing about Jesus that I envied.
[Church]
Specifically, the Church in the Grand Canyon where he dwells.
Of course, the Church’s design is appalling.
It bears Jesus’s aesthetic so perfectly that a pink unicorn is embedded at the Church’s apex.
Incidentally, the unicorn’s horn is a cross.
And yet, I envied it deeply.
Not for its design, but for its performance.
For that place was a Church capable of [observing] the world itself.
“Run a full scan and come back!”
But now, that is no longer the case.
I too have become capable of [observation].
My mages moved swiftly at my command.
The Empire’s mages, stained ‘crimson’ by receiving blood from Iris.
They vanished across space in an instant, disappearing into the Magic Tower.
Uuuuoong―.
The second-tallest building in the world.
The Imperial Magic Tower began to activate.
‘The continent’s finest detection capability.’
Before reaching absolute transcendence, my Swords had often made use of this Magic Tower.
In the [Sword Raising] world, calamities manifested at levels far more severe than on Earth, and their varieties were beyond enumeration.
Demons, Demon Gods, Outer Gods, the World Tree, and more.
The greatest power in that world was the Ruzbella Empire.
Naturally, to maintain an empire in such a chaotic world, one had to possess commensurate strength.
‘Formidable knights, exceptional mages, powerful leadership.’
For my Swords, the Ruzbella Empire was the second-greatest adversary after the World Tree.
Yet they had achieved a civilization more precious than the World Tree, which sought to annihilate humanity.
The evidence unfolded before my eyes.
Ziiiiing————.
A blue luminous wave rippled from the summit of the Magic Tower.
They spread across the world along Earth’s polluted atmosphere.
Some were halted by the Great Wall of China, yet they still ‘observed’ nearly everything of consequence.
The result——.
“Danger Level 1 detected. Coordinates: 26.7606° N, 83.3732° E.”
Ordinarily, I would have demanded explanation in the mages’ language….
Whoosh!
[The coordinates are estimated to be in the Gorakhpur region of India.
It’s an area in close proximity to Nepal’s border!]
Thanks to Hunminjeongeum, it was resolved with ease.
With detailed imagery and accompanying explanation, it was simple to comprehend.
‘A black lamb in India?’
Danger Level 1 meant roughly the offspring of an Outer God.
I issued a tracking order.
Then….
“Entity designation ‘Dark Young’—black goat trace tracking initiated. Currently moving in the direction of 25.3176° N, 82.9739° E.”
At those words——.
Hunminjeongeum responded.
Whoosh!
[It’s moving toward the Ganges River—Hinduism’s sacred site.]
A pseudo-AI.
Somehow, it seemed even more capable than a genuine AI.
That premonition shook my mind with striking intensity.
‘How did I use it back then….’
I recalled memories from childhood and spoke to Hunminjeongeum.
“Find me precise information.”
Whoosh!
[Searching India—WorldNet for a more intelligent response….]
[Translating Indian languages….]
[Translating in a more sophisticated manner….]
A moment passed.
I received a peculiar response.
[Upon verification, there are no mentions of the ‘black lamb’. It’s strange—there’s no possibility that your retainers were mistaken, Shin Si-woo.]
Had she been an AI from childhood, the answer would have simply ended with ‘it doesn’t exist’.
But Hunminjeongeum, founded by King Sejong, was different.
She prepared her response under the premise that I could not possibly be wrong.
[Thinking about this a bit more carefully….]
I witnessed the greatness of Hunminjeongeum.
Absurdly intelligent.
Before I could even speak, she judged independently and sought the correct direction for her answer.
And thus—.
Whoosh!
[It took a while.
There is no black lamb, but a white cow with striking similarities to the black lamb has been discovered!
I’ll organize the information for you based on the relevant data.
—Entity name: White Cow.
Brahmin caste (India’s Transcendent)—a summoned beast commanded by the ‘Avatar of Shiva’.
—Alias: Mother (Mata)
—Symbolism: Abundance, life, compassion, connection to Shiva.
Current movement route.
→Moving along the border between Nepal and India toward the Nile River.
Notable points.
1. The white cow is distributing milk and showing compassion to the ‘untouchables’.
―There are rumors that consuming the milk leads to ‘awakening’.
―Despite over ten thousand people being trampled to death along the movement route, people continue to flock there.
2. The cow’s cry has changed to the bleating of a lamb—’meeeh’.
―India’s Transcendents don’t seem particularly concerned.
―Some believe they rejoice, saying the ‘symbol of God—the white cow’ shows compassion to the ‘untouchables’.
Information requiring verification: whether consuming the genuine white cow’s milk actually makes one an awakened being.
Everything else is verified data.]
“Good heavens….”
I was merely searching for the black lamb.
Yet a milk-dispensing white cow had appeared instead.
“Oh dear, Sword Master—.”
Iris Ruzbella expresses her discomfort.
I too understood well why she found the situation so troubling.
‘Shub-Niggurath’s milk.’
A milk that slowly or rapidly transforms those who consume it into monsters at its own whim—called “Mother’s milk” by the worshippers of the Outer Gods.
I call it the Potion of Inhuman Transformation.
And it’s being spread across all of India.
‘What was India’s population again….’
India, which embraced the caste system.
A caste system is a pyramidal structure.
The lower you go, the greater the population.
‘Hundreds of millions of monsters could be born.’
In truth, I consider that an unavoidable problem.
There’s a far greater issue at hand.
Rumble, rumble, rumble——!
The reason Iris and I were alarmed.
My world vibrating with mad intensity.
The Ruzbella Empire was beginning to warp entirely.
‘Surely not….’
In this current world, there are only two beings capable of such a thing.
One is my brother, Jesus Christ.
The other is——.
Whoosh!
[A World Quest is granted to Sword Master Shin Si-woo.]
[Mission: Stop the Outer God.]
[Rewards: Memories of the Swords, Tower Entry Quest, Shards of Stars]
The System—that mysterious entity protecting humanity.
It desires that I stand against the Outer God.
The price is….
The memories of my Swords.
The opportunity to grow stronger in the Tower.
And the means to build ‘Cheonsal-seong,’ where Iris’s demons dwell——.
‘Shards of Stars.’

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