“Why did you come here, Ssosia?”


  “I’ve finished restoring the environment you destroyed, so I came over!”


  I didn’t ask why she followed in my footsteps while violating my request to protect the Senior Fugitive’s hideout.

  It was most likely Acting Teacher’s fault.

  She probably deceived Ssosia by saying, “I’ll defend this place! Help your husband!”


  The faculty members didn’t want this classroom to be destroyed, so they did their best to divert God-Creator of Fantasy’s attention.

  Well, not like it mattered.

  “From now on, I will fight without worrying about the environment. I’ll leave its restoration to you.”


  “Hey!”


  “I believe I can rely on my first wife!”


  “Hmmm!”


  I, her righteous husband, caused destruction, while my cowardly wife focused on the ruins’ restoration.

  We were a fantastic couple.

  [Spinal Cord] was an amazing power, but my main weapon was still dark matter, combining the teachings of Master Mollan and my father-in-law.

  I snapped my fingers. “History Teacher, huh? Got it. You can fight together if you like.”


  “Haha! Student Kang Han Soo, the rumors about your impressive fighting spirit are true, after all. I am indeed a history teacher. I am responsible for ensuring that younger students learn about the outstanding achievements of my predecessors and their seniors.

  “My wife said otherwise.”


  False history was being foisted on the foolish Fantasy savages.

  History Teacher shook his right index finger in disagreement. “Tsk tsk. Those are all prejudices. You’ve probably already heard of this, but history is written by the victor. Hence, misrepresentation is also part of the story.”


  “You’re the only one who thinks it is.”


  “Sometimes it’s better not to know the truth. Let’s say you’re from a noble family with a long history. You don’t need to know that some of your ancestors were slaves.”


  “Your approach itself is wrong.”


  Even if the truth was unpleasant, being aware of it was still better than remaining ignorant.

  We should move forward by recognizing the truth, not ignoring it.

  If one only wanted to see the good, then they should read fiction novels instead.

  History Teacher clicked his tongue.

  “You’re still too young.”


  “You’re a politician, not a history teacher.”


  “What?”


  “Politics have always been the cause of history’s distortion. The Head of the Academic Affairs Department glorifies Elf King Phoenix while you talk about the benefits of hiding the fact that the blood of slaves courses through a noble family’s veins. That’s not history. That’s a fantasy novel. Wouldn’t it be more accurate to call you a fiction writer?”


  “Oh, you…”


  Out of sheer anger, History Teacher’s eyes flashed. He immediately summoned a sword into his hands.

  I remembered its name.

  “The Celestial Runelord Sword. In my 1st round, I wanted to get it because the automatic Holy Sword was utter garbage.”


  However, I couldn’t get it due to my incompetent companions’ interference.

  It was a jet black sword decorated with old-fashioned patterns that didn’t fit into Fantasy’s setting.

  Its characteristics were so amazing that it ranked among the three greatest swords of Fantasy: the Holy Demon Sword, the Celestial Runelord Sword, and the Spiritual Endymion Sword.

  Its durability was nothing compared to the indestructible Holy Swords, but it was the dream weapon of all non-Hero swordsmen.

  Its efficiency was top-notch, after all.

  [Subjugation]

  [Ascension]

  [Domination]

  Three divine powers.

  “The Celestial Runelord Sword. It was the most powerful sword of a Dimension Lord called Murim, whom we invited to defeat Demon Lord Pedonar long before the appearance of the First Hero.”


  “Other dimensions are of little interest to me.”


  It wasn’t a sword powerful enough to pose a threat to the MAX-Class Righteous Hero.

  “Don’t look down on me!”


  “Hh?”


  Another sword appeared.

  [Light]

  [Darkness]

  [Family]

  Three more divine powers.

  The Holy Demon Sword.

  It was the weapon used by the Sword Master, known as the insane guardian of the Central Continent.

  In my 1st round, Sword King Alex, who passed the Sword Master’s test, took possession of it and brandished it until his death.

  I never got my hands on it since it disappeared along with Alex’s body since he always carried it with him, protecting it like his beloved woman.

  The politician intervened again.

  “This sword is too powerful for Alex since it’s created by the First Angel Parmael and the First Demon Pedonar. It serves as a symbol of their strong bonds as siblings. It is also the inspiration for the Holy Swords.”


  “So romantic.”


  He sounded so confident, conducting conversations with me because of Light, which allowed him to control time.

  The director, the main source of all evil, was defeated and went missing, but this world was endowed with enough races and weapons imbued with her power.

  The Holy Demon Sword and the Celestial Runelord Sword.

  Deus Ex Machina Elf.

  Under the influence of these two, the time around me greatly slowed down.

  It didn’t matter, though.

  They still wouldn’t be able to surpass the strength of my spine even if they fought against me together. Their defeat was inevitable.

  “No! That’s not all!” The Academic Affairs Department Head exclaimed, summoning another sword.

  [Spirit]

  [Friendship]

  [Hope]

  Again, three divine powers.

  “Hey! You thieves! Give me my sword back!”


  The Addicted Spirit, who had just been watching in silence before, flailed her arms and legs out of frustration.

  That meant…


  “This is the Spiritual Endymion Sword. We have the three greatest swords of Fantasy on our side.”


  The selfish Elf Queen Sylvia refused to lend it to me during my 1st round, so I couldn’t even touch it, but in my 2nd round, I used it to cut off my father-in-law’s head.

  Spiritual Endymion Sword.

  Although it was kept as a national treasure in the Elf Kingdom, it had nothing to do with their race.

  “No!”


  Academic Affairs Department Head immediately protested.

  “What’s wrong?”


  “This serves as proof that all spirits will forever serve the noble elven race.”


  But the First Spirit exclaimed in response.

  “No! That is a symbol of friendship. I gave it to my first friend Elfheim! Dastardly liars like you— Oh…”


  She sighed instead of finishing her sentences.

  “Why did you stop? You finally said something cool after so long, Addicted Spirit.”


  “My children who voluntarily merged with that sword due to my request as the Dwarf King was forging it suffered greatly. It’s all my fault…”


  “Don’t cry.”


  “Drug Hero…” She sniffed.

  “… I warn you in advance. Don’t even think of wiping your snot on my hair.”


  “Save my children! Pffffshh!”


  “Hey!”


  Even though I told her not to blow her nose into my hair, my head was slightly moisturized.

  I hoped it wouldn’t cause hair loss.

  “Student Kang Han Soo!”


  “What?”


  “This is history as written by the victors! When Dimension Lord Murim was defeated, leaving behind the Celestial Runelord Sword, his sister defeated the Demon Lord, causing him to lose the Holy Demon Sword. The Spiritual Endymion Sword was then transformed from a symbol of friendship to a symbol of slavery when the elves won!”


  “History is written by the victors, huh?”


  I also loved to win.

  And I was about to make them understand that they couldn’t keep winning forever.

  If they didn’t know what defeat was, then it was about time I taught them.

  “Nonsense! You will be recorded in history as a loser! Forever!”


  “Student Kang Han Soo! Your overconfidence in your talent will lead you to your demise!”


  So noisy.

  Pop!

  I summoned the Perfect Holy Sword into my hands.

  Although it was just one sword, it had 26 blades that collectively resembled a spine, each carrying a certain meaning.

  Just like the 26 vertebrae.

  [Spine]

  History wasn’t something we experienced, but something we extracted from texts and oral stories, which we could then use to become stronger.

  What we saw with our own eyes wasn’t the only truth and power out there, similar to how dark matter existed all over the universe but couldn’t be seen or touched.

  [Darkness]

  Defeat made us stronger.

  But if one didn’t know how to lose, they would lose everything after being defeated once.

  Nobody could keep winning.

  SKRR!

  However, if they engraved the feeling of being beaten into their spines, their chances of victory would rise in their next bouts.

  “W-wait…”


  “Dear! This is…”


  After all, the possibilities of those who knew failure were endless.

  [Human]

  “I really like villains like you.”


  I had no regrets, even if I was a little rude.

  Flash!

  ***

  “Cowardly husband, why did you destroy the planet?”


  “Um… I think I put too much energy into my shoulders.”


  But I had something to say.

  “Half of the planet is still intact!”


  The Academic Affairs Department Head and the politician simultaneously attacked me from both sides.

  That was why half of Fantasy remained unbroken.

  I couldn’t kill the female teacher, considering I had to hand her over to the Fugitive Senior alive.

  Hence, I adjusted my strength, which in turn saved the world’s right side from certain obliteration.

  My left side, however…


  “You’re lucky I’m here. Before the planet’s debris could completely exit orbit, I managed to gather all of its fragments and revert it to its former glory.”


  “Haha! That’s my wife! I knew you could handle it!”


  “Is that all you’ve got to say to me?”


  “That’s my first wife!”


  “Not this time! Do you have any idea how difficult this restoration can be? Even if you call me your first wife, it won’t make my life any easier.”


  “Wow.”


  I seemed to have hit the limit of her patience.

  Simple praises no longer pleased her this time.

  Oh! I know.

  “What’s this? A suspender belt? For me?”


  “Right.”


  “Is this a gift? This is probably the first-ever worthy gift I’ve received from you.

  “You can say that.”


  Ssosia, who took the stocking belt out of my hands, immediately put it on.

  “What do you think?”


  “… Goes well with your pelvis.”


  She cowardly stimulated men’s primal instinct.

  [Human]

  I closed my eyes and tried to calm my mind.

  ? Admiration: I’m really surprised by Cadet Kang Han Soo’s abilities. You knew this was going to happen, and you prepared in advance!

  ‘Right! I think that garter belt would look great on you too, Trainee Teacher!’


  I originally intended to give it to my secret friend, but I kept that a secret.

  My cowardly wife poked my side.

  “I think we have a little problem, wonderful husband.”


  “What is it?”


  She wasn’t talking about my secret, was she?!

  “There’s only a 50% chance the Fugitive Hero’s remaining ex-wife is still alive. Be advised that if she died, you wouldn’t be able to transfer her anymore since she’ll become a part of the system at that moment.”


  “Is that so?”


  It was okay, though.

  ? Irritable: Junior! That’s a very serious problem! Find her now! Your negligence will ruin our whole deal!

  ‘Calm down, Fugitive Senior. Aren’t you underestimating human capabilities too much?’


  People didn’t die so easily.

  ? Denial: How can you be confident that there are still people left after your attack? Her race isn’t even human. She’s an angel.

  ‘Then give up. That chickenhead would have died long ago if that were the case.’


  “Hey, wonderful husband.”


  “What now? Stop complaining and start working on repairing the world, Ssosia.”


  “I think I saw an angel there.”


  “Huh?”


  “She hid there.”


  “There?”


  Two moons awaited at the place Ssosia pointed to.