Chapter 11
Chapter 11
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 11
Chapter Title: Have You Ever Seen a Saintess Who’s Good at Magic?
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Sihyun quickened her pace.
She needed to resolve the situation unfolding before her as quickly as possible.
A hulking, muscular man was looming over Dayoung.
Dayoung’s body was trembling faintly.
Normally, Sihyun would have confirmed their relationship first.
But the alcohol she had consumed—the very first in this body’s life—was starting to buzz in her system.
Without overthinking it, she took action.
Tap, tap.
Ignoring the familiar-looking woman glaring at her, Sihyun patted the man on the back.
"Hm? What is it?"
The man turned around, and his eyes widened instantly.
"Whew! What does a pretty girl like you want with me?"
He let out a light whistle as he looked Sihyun up and down from head to toe.
Jackpot.
Sihyun didn't bother answering; she simply reached out.
Dayoung cried out in surprise.
"Si-Sihyun! This guy is dangerous...!"
Dayoung couldn't even finish her sentence before Sihyun demonstrated her power.
Sihyun grabbed the arrogant man by the collar.
He smirked, as if her attempt were cute.
Then came the crash.
The massive man was sent flying through the air.
He slammed headfirst onto the roadside.
"...Huh?"
Dayoung’s eyes went wide with shock, her mouth hanging open.
He wasn't just big—he was a professional Hunter.
He had been right on the verge of B-Rank when Dayoung left her previous guild.
Judging by his build, he was a close-combat specialist—in simple terms, he was ridiculously strong.
Even knowing Sihyun was talented, Dayoung had assumed the man was too dangerous to handle alone.
"Dayoung, are you okay?"
"Uh, y-yeah...."
Dayoung answered reflexively, her gaze darting between Sihyun and the downed man.
Exactly how strong is she?
"You crazy bitch!" the woman who had been watching shrieked.
She immediately activated her magic.
A head-sized fireball materialized and shot toward Sihyun at high speed.
"You aren't injured, are you?" Sihyun asked Dayoung.
"To the side! Watch out!" Dayoung shouted urgently.
The flame spell was surging in, and Sihyun needed to dodge, but she didn't budge.
She didn't even turn her head.
'She didn't notice!' Dayoung thought, trying to move to take the hit herself.
That was when Sihyun stopped Dayoung with one hand.
With her other hand, she casually swung her knuckles toward the incoming projectile.
She smacked the fireball away.
The spell hit her hand and fizzled out with a weak 'pop,' like someone swatting a fly.
A single, effortless motion had nullified the magic hunter’s skill.
"Th-that's crazy...."
The female magic hunter instinctively stepped back.
She had thought the white-haired girl was strong for an E-Rank back in the dungeon.
But to neutralize a skill from someone on the cusp of D-Rank that easily?
It felt like facing a massive, insurmountable wall.
"F-fuck...."
The massive man on the ground regained his senses and slowly stood up.
Sihyun glanced at him briefly before turning to Dayoung.
"He's a bad guy, right? Should I teach him a lesson?"
"Uh...?"
Dayoung had been drinking the same alcohol as Sihyun—stronger, even, thanks to the soju bombs.
Unable to fully keep up with the situation, she simply nodded blankly.
"How dare he mess with my unnie.... It's time to make him repent."
Sihyun muttered softly as she prepared her magic.
It was a spell she hadn't needed lately. Even in the other world, high enemy resistances had made it less effective.
But it seemed perfect for a guy like this.
Snap!
Sihyun snapped her fingers like she was performing a stage trick.
Thick black smoke billowed up, enveloping the man.
"Fuck, what is this?!"
The man thrashed and flailed his arms, but he was swallowed whole by the darkness.
"Si-Sihyun... what on earth is that?"
"It's a skill. A Holy Knight skill."
"R-right...."
No one in their right mind would think that looked like a Holy Knight's skill, but Dayoung gave up trying to understand.
Accepting the absurdity made her feel much more at ease.
The sinister black smoke gradually dissipated, revealing the man.
The blood vessels in his eyes were bulging, turning them a deep red.
He looked mad, like a bomb about to explode, and his eyes rolled wildly in their sockets.
The moment he spotted a target, he bellowed.
"You fucking bitch!"
He kicked off the ground and charged, reaching his target in an instant.
He raised his huge palm, and the woman didn't even have time to react.
"I'll teach you some manners!"
"Kyaa!"
The woman hit the ground hard from the slap, but the man didn't stop.
He mounted her and unleashed a barrage of merciless violence.
"How dare you hit me?!"
"H-honey! Stop!"
"Honey my ass! Fuck you!"
The woman screamed in agony, but the man kept beating her.
Though the street was quiet, there were still people around, and they began to gather to watch the commotion.
Dayoung whispered to Sihyun, sweating profusely.
"Wh-why is he acting like that?"
"Have you ever played games? It's a debuff—a status ailment."
"A status ailment?"
"Yeah. Right now, that woman looks exactly like me to him."
"......"
Dayoung fell silent. It was brutal, and a part of her thought they should stop it.
But then she considered Sihyun's words.
If Sihyun had been weaker than that man, the person pinned under him right now could have been Sihyun.
Or it could have been Dayoung herself.
Her eyes turned cold as she watched. Sihyun had only acted in self-defense; the man was the one choosing to be violent.
They hadn't done anything wrong.
Shifting her perspective made Dayoung feel refreshed.
She had been focused on the man, but the woman's arrogant glare had been annoying her as well.
It was clean justice.
"Hoo...."
"Hic, hick...."
The violence finally stopped when the woman's face had swollen beyond recognition.
The man stood up with a look of immense satisfaction.
Sihyun stared at him impassively.
She was glad he had dealt with the unpleasant woman from the dungeon, but she didn't like the smug look on his face.
She turned and headed into a dark alleyway.
"H-honey? Where are you going?!" the man shouted, hurriedly following her.
Dayoung hesitated, wondering if she should intervene, but then decided against it.
It’ll be fine since it’s Sihyun, right?
The two disappeared into the darkness.
A few minutes passed.
The man emerged first, his face as pale as a corpse.
His eyes were lifeless, as if his very soul had fled his body.
He trudged up to Dayoung, who flinched but remained quiet.
"I'm sorry! It was all my fault! I'll never come near here again!"
The man slammed his forehead against the ground and shouted desperately.
His voice was so earnest that Dayoung found herself nodding involuntarily.
"Should I educate him some more?" Sihyun asked, appearing unnoticed.
"No, that's enough."
Dayoung shook her head. The feeling of relief was as refreshing as chugging an ice-cold beer.
The man was a member of a major guild, yet thanks to Sihyun, Dayoung felt a level of satisfaction she hadn't experienced in years.
Wasting any more time on these jerks seemed like a shame.
"Sihyun."
"Yeah?"
"You called me 'unnie' earlier. Say it again."
"...I didn't."
"Aww, I totally heard it."
"No."
"Tch...."
Dayoung pouted, puffing her cheeks out cutely.
Sihyun stared at her and spoke.
"Dayoung, round two?"
"Let's go!"
Dayoung answered energetically. She hadn't had nearly enough to drink yet anyway.
They had left a lot of food behind, but the place felt gross now.
They downed the rest of their drinks, and Dayoung went inside to pay.
When she came back out, she looked at Sihyun waiting for her.
Sihyun’s cheeks were flushed from the alcohol, and she was smiling brightly.
It was an unbearably adorable sight—fatal, heart-attack-level cuteness.
Dayoung decided her new goal in life was to get Sihyun to call her 'unnie' affectionately.
The next morning.
Hankyeol arrived at the guild as diligently as ever.
As per his daily routine, he entered Dayoung’s office to greet her.
He slumped over the table and muttered, "Master, you smell like booze."
"Oh, really?"
"You must have had a lot. Who was it with?"
Dayoung smirked. "Just me and Sihyun."
"Huh? With Sihyun?!"
Hankyeol shot up, caught completely off guard.
Dayoung chuckled. "Yeah. Jealous?"
"Invite me next time...."
"Why should I?"
Hankyeol looked at Dayoung with envy-filled eyes, which only sparked her sense of mischief.
"Well, we're girls. we bond faster than we do with guys, right?"
"Yeah, sure, but you know..."
"Know that you're a horny buck?"
"Nooo!" Hankyeol yelled, indignant at the joke.
Dayoung enjoyed the reaction. She thought to herself, 'Sihyun is definitely the type to make guys cry.'
Honestly, even she thought it would be weird not to fall for Sihyun.
Whether Sihyun actually cared about romance was another matter entirely.
Sihyun seemed indifferent to it all, keeping her default expression blank anyway.
"She was amazing yesterday. She tossed a two-meter hunk with one hand."
"What? Two meters tall?"
"Yeah! That guy from our old guild."
"Ooh...! You ran into that asshole? That's dangerous.... That guy has a terrible personality."
"Our Sihyun protected me~"
"Ugh...."
Dayoung grinned playfully while Hankyeol clutched his head in pure jealousy.
"And that's not all. She smacked away a magic hunter's skill with her bare knuckles."
"Pardon?"
Hankyeol blinked. Smacked what away, and how?
"She didn't even look. She just went 'whoosh' and poof—the fireball was gone."
Dayoung flailed her hand, mimicking Sihyun’s motion.
Hankyeol still couldn't wrap his head around it.
"That actually works?"
"It must be because she's so tough. She's a Holy Knight, after all."
"But you said she didn't even look. How?"
"If it worked, it worked."
"I guess that's true."
Master wouldn't lie to him. Hankyeol began to accept the impossible feat.
"Man, I'm so jealous. Seriously, invite me next time."
"Get her number first. You don't even have it yet."
"......"
"Tch. You're thinking 'sour grapes' on repeat, aren't you?"
"......You know me too well," Hankyeol muttered glumly.
Dayoung gave him a look of mock pity.
Just then, her phone vibrated.
"Hello. Yeah, Jihan. Oh, you're finished? It's been a while since I've seen your face. Come back safe. Okay."
She pocketed her phone after the short call.
Hankyeol, who had been waiting quietly, spoke up. "Is Jihan done with his raid already?"
"Yeah. That kid has real talent."
"He might hit B-Rank soon for real."
"And you should promote to C-Rank quickly, too."
"Yeees...."
Hankyeol sighed at the predictable nagging. He thought about heading out and unconsciously checked his phone.
"Uh...."
Master’s chat profile picture was a selfie she had taken with Sihyun.
Without thinking, he pressed the power and volume buttons at the same time.
"You just took a screenshot of my profile to ogle Sihyun, didn't you?"
"......You're too sharp."
Caught instantly, Hankyeol could only scratch his cheek in embarrassment.