Genius Salsu of the World to Be Destroyed - Chapter 71
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Episode 71
Portal.
Elf-only magic that humans cannot yet use.
This magic allowed the elves to travel between Eldrunia and Earth, and to roam the Earth with ease, conducting reconnaissance and invasions.
As long as the portal was open, there were no restrictions on passing through.
Whether it be a human, an elf, a monster, or an inanimate object.
However, there were major restrictions on opening and closing the portal.
Only those who possessed the ‘mark’ directly given by the Pope had the authority to open and close the portal.
There were only three categories of people who could receive this mark.
Archbishops, cardinals and popes.
That’s why Youngsu tried to kidnap an elf of the rank of Archbishop or higher.
Because the Archbishop has a mark.
In the midst of all this, Carlton happened to be unlucky enough to get caught up in Youngsoo’s business.
And as a result, Carlton ended up writhing in pain on the operating table.
“Kuaaaah!!”
It was Swaus’ hand that was stuck in Carlton’s stomach.
The mark inside Carlton’s body began to move through his fingertips and into Swaus’s body.
A pain that feels like all of your internal organs are being pulled out.
Pishuk-
After a while, Swauss pulled his hand out of Carlton’s stomach.
Blood dripped from Swaus’s fingertips.
Of course, more important than that were the unidentifiable texts running up Swaus’s arm.
Those texts, those characters, were the ‘markers’.
The only qualification that can open the elf’s unique magic, the ‘portal’, is the mark.
The letters that formed the sign traveled up Swaus’s forearm and were absorbed into his body near his chest.
Tsk tsk tsk… … .
The mark settled into Swauss’ body without any noticeable rejection reaction.
In a way, it was natural.
Because it was originally a mark that Swaus had before Carlton inherited it.
“… I got it back with this.”
Swauss wiped his bloody hands after feeling the mark fully settle into his body.
A gesture that means you will never have to put your hand in your stomach again.
Only then did Gapseok begin to heal Carlton’s punctured stomach.
While he was doing the heel kick, Gap-seok asked Yeong-su.
“So, we… are you saying that Mr. Swaus has acquired the ability to open portals at will?”
“yes.”
“Then we too might be able to wage sporadic guerrilla warfare like the Great Temple does to us.”
“You can do it. Just once.”
“yes?”
“The moment it is revealed that we crossed through the portal and attacked the Great Temple, it is obvious that the Great Temple will stop the activation of our marker.”
“That sign… was it something that could be controlled from the Great Temple side?”
“Yeah. It’s the same principle.”
Youngsoo took out the from his inventory.
“As you know, the holder of this key can summon those who are branded with the key. But does this key calculate the coordinates and spatial distortion rates involved in the summoning process?”
“No.”
“Yes. The actual calculations are performed by a large stone pillar called the . The same goes for the Mark of the Elves. Those with the Mark can open and close portals, but the creation of those portals is calculated and controlled by a large calculation device inside the Great Temple. The Great Temple can control the Marks through that device.”
“So that’s why you said you can only use the mark once. If you use it once, you’ll get caught, and if you get caught, the Great Temple will stop right away.”
“Yes. That means we only have one chance to invade Eldrunia.”
“But if I get caught and get blocked right away… then once I go, I can’t come back, right?”
In response to Gapseok’s question, Yeongsu nodded with a stern expression and said.
“… That’s why you have to win unconditionally the moment you pass.”
“… … !”
A one-time opportunity to invade.
That is why the invasion had to end in absolute victory and success.
Looking at Gapseok’s hardened expression, Yeongsu patted his shoulder and said.
“Don’t worry too much. I already have a plan.”
Meanwhile, while these two people were conversing like this.
Swath and Carlton.
The two elves looked at each other with eyes filled with a mixture of emotions.
Pity and hate, sympathy and anger.
Conflicting emotions intersected intricately between the two gazes.
The first one to speak was Swauss.
“…Why did you do that?”
“Why didn’t you acknowledge me, Master?”
“Never. You were my strongest disciple.”
“But why! Why did you try to pass that sword on to someone else instead of me!!”
“under…….”
Swauss looked up at the ceiling as if he was frustrated.
“… Was that all it was for?”
“Just that? No! That sword was everything to me! That sword was your recognition, and I dedicated my whole life to that recognition!! Then why wasn’t it me?!”
“That sword was meant for the one who would inherit my swordsmanship.”
“Then I… … !”
“Did you not know that I was practicing a modified version of my swordsmanship?”
At those words, Carlton shut his mouth.
Swauss spoke bitterly to Carlton.
“… But have I ever blamed myself for that?”
“… … ?”
“I never criticized you for modifying my swordsmanship, because it was a good enough modification.”
“Then why the sword… … .”
“I told you. That sword is optimized solely for my swordsmanship. Not your modified swordsmanship. That’s why I didn’t pass it down to you.”
“… … !”
“You had the ability. The ability to go beyond my teachings and open up a new swordsmanship of your own. But you were caught up in a delusion of your own free will and sent me, my friends, and my family into that hell.”
“You didn’t tell me.”
“what?”
“I didn’t tell you! That I was the inspector who could overcome your frame!!”
“Why do you ask the frame’s permission to go beyond the frame?”
“… … !.”
“You were so obsessed with your desire for my sword that you couldn’t even see your own talent. And that was your limit.”
Crunch.
Swauss cut the leather straps that bound Carlton with the longsword he was holding.
“Get up.”
Carlton stumbled and barely managed to walk off the operating table.
Looking at Carlton like that, Swaus asked Youngsoo.
“Cheon Yeong-su, how was it? Was this guy’s swordsmanship great?”
Yeongsu nodded quietly and said.
“It was pretty good. If it weren’t for me, I would have won.”
“I see.”
Swauss’s gaze shifted to Carlton.
“You were still a prosecutor until the end.”
Swauss drew the tip of his sword behind him.
“So I will send you as an inspector too.”
Crunch.
Carlton’s head fell to the floor.
It rolled around with a thud.
The headless body fell, and Carlton’s blood dripped from Swaus’s blade.
Swauss looked down bitterly at the body of his disciple whom he had just killed.
Yeongsu, who knew that things would turn out like this, just watched quietly.
Kap-seok, who had not expected it at all, could not close his gaping mouth.
Youngsoo asked Swaus, who was wiping the blood off the sword.
“Is revenge over?”
“No. Only the cardinals and the pope have the power to punish priests.”
“Why are you talking about that now… … .”
“That means those who ‘sentenced’ me to be purified in a twisted prison are still alive and well in the Great Temple.”
Swauss looked up at the blue-tipped tip of his sword and said.
“The cardinals, and the pope. It won’t end until they’re all dead.”
“Okay. Then we can continue the war.”
Youngsoo spoke to Gapseok.
“ also has a function that expands inventory capacity.”
“Yes… …? Well, I knew about it.”
“And you can’t put living things in your inventory, but you can put corpses in your inventory.”
“Why do you bring up something that everyone already knows?”
“I’m telling you in advance so that you don’t get too surprised when you see it.”
“yes?”
Yeah.
Youngsoo opened his inventory and poured out the contents.
The corpses poured out.
The gaping mouth of the ship opened even wider.
“what……!”
They were the corpses of the elves that Youngsu had killed so far.
Youngsoo had been carrying all the elves he had killed in his inventory.
By doing so, we also gained the additional effect of erasing any traces of the battle.
Gap-seok asked with a thoughtful expression.
“What… what are you planning to do with these corpses?”
“I’m going to spread it all over Seoul. After doing some special processing.”
Yeongsu calmly let out the horrible words he heard.
An attitude of putting aside all means, methods, humanity, and morals in order to win this war.
Gapseok asked.
“Are you thinking of setting traps on those corpses?”
This was also a blatant violation of the laws of war, but now was not the time to be picky.
And the thought crossed my mind for a moment, that the laws of war probably don’t apply to anything that isn’t a ‘human’.
“Setting a trap… That’s right.”
“Are you hiding things like wall bombs in the elf corpses?”
“It’s not a one-off trap.”
“then……?”
“The ultimate place where we should plant our traps is not in these corpses. We should plant them in the heads of the remaining high priests of the Great Temple. There, we should plant traps. A huge illusion that will make them walk into the plan we have set.”
Yeongsu continued speaking while grabbing the collar of one of the corpses.
“I will infuse the scars of these corpses with magic and then dump them all over Seoul.”
Magi, the spirit of evil.
The power wielded by swords, mines, and demons.
And a force that the elves absolutely loathe and seek to eradicate.
“I will plant a deadly trap in their heads through that magic.”
* * *
A while later.
Eldrunia, an urgent meeting was called at the Great Temple.
A cardinal reported to the Pope.
“Corpses possessed by magic are being found everywhere.”
“Was the body of the missing Archbishop Carlton among them?”
“Unfortunately, there aren’t any.”
“Hmm.”
The Pope rubbed his temples with his fingertips.
“What are your guesses? Can you guess where that magic comes from?”
“We suspect that it came from the Demon Sword. One of our enemies is handling the Demon Sword, that’s what we have concluded.”
“Haven’t you already set up a considerable number of detection stakes? The presence of the Demon Sword has not yet been detected on those stakes. So can you be sure that it is the Demon Sword?”
“If you only used a very small portion of the magic sword’s power, you may not be detected.”
“Hmm.”
“And if that’s really the case… it’s a much more dangerous situation than you might think.”
“Why?”
“Because it means that there is someone among the enemies who can control the rampaging power of the Demon Sword.”
* * *
Youngsoo said.
“If the elves see the traces of magic left on the corpse, they will definitely think this. These are traces left by the magic sword.”
Gapseok asked.
“Is that… important?”
“It doesn’t matter. The elves’ hatred and loathing for the magic sword is beyond imagination. If the existence of the magic sword is confirmed during the war with us, all of their tactical objectives will immediately change to ‘destroying the magic sword.’”
“Well, I did talk about a strategy of using the magic sword to lure the elves and then destroy them. But if that’s going to happen anyway, is this kind of groundwork really necessary?”
“It’s necessary. We have to keep increasing the anxiety of the Great Temple guys like this, so they’ll mobilize more troops to destroy the Demon Sword.”
“I’ll catch as many as I can while I’m fishing, that’s it.”
“That’s right. I don’t intend to drag this war out. I want to end it concisely.”
Throw-
Yeongsu placed the rice cakes that the guild members had kneaded on his palm and wrapped them in the shells of the Gapjongmok seeds to create a wall-type bullet.
With this, the 337th wall bomb was created in his hands.
“The elf-slayer has a magic sword in his hand, and we must mobilize as many troops as possible to kill him and destroy the magic sword. This wrong idea is the ‘trap’. A trap to plant in their heads.”
* * *
At the end of the meeting, the Pope finally reached a conclusion.
“As soon as the Demon Sword is detected, we will gather our maximum forces there. The dispatch of cardinal-level priests is also permitted.”
“I will accept it!”
* * *
“Then, if the full force of the elves arrives here because of this illusion… … .”
“It’s a one-hit wonder. With this special wall-blasting bomb.”
Throw-
Youngsoo put the 338th wall bomb down on the table.