I've Never Seen a Saint who can use Magic so Well-Chapter 116

“She was a white-haired woman in a bikini,” one witness reported.

Wherever she went, monsters were left lifeless in her wake.

“My wounds healed instantly!” exclaimed a police officer.

Citizens, police, and even Self-Defense Force members reported miraculous recoveries.

Witnesses described how even their pain disappeared at the sight of her.

“If she hadn’t been there, I wouldn’t be here now,” a survivor said, voice trembling with gratitude.

Everyone agreed: one hunter had minimized the destruction.

But who was she?

Before her identity was revealed, speculation ran wild, with many dubbing her "The White Angel."

When news finally broke confirming that Jeong Si-Hyun and her team had intervened, headlines quickly shifted:

[The Saint Descends on Tokyo Beach! Heroic Moments from the S-Rank Dungeon Rampage.]

Kenji’s carefully edited shorts video, uploaded to TrTube with the appropriate permissions, took the internet by storm.

"That S-Rank dungeon boss looks terrifying. 😱""OMG, the summer beach turned into the Arctic in seconds.""It’s not just cool—it’s freezing. 😂 Summer who?""Seriously, that skill wiped out all the small fries in one shot. Amazing."

Initially, the focus was on Sato Ichiro’s incredible magic.

But the video’s title emphasized the "Saint’s" role rather than the mage’s.

The reason became clear in Sato Ichiro’s follow-up interview:

“Yes, she truly had the presence of a saint. Without her, many hunters would have died trying to stop the rampage.”

His glowing praise of Jeong Si-Hyun shifted public attention.

People revisited Kenji’s shorts, and the subtle but crucial role of the supporter came to light.

Then, at the perfect moment, Kenji uploaded another edited video.

This one showcased:

The trio of Jeong Si-Hyun, Kim Ji-Ah, and Jason Turner taking down the dungeon boss.Sato’s ice magic delivering the final blow.Heartwarming interviews.And, surprisingly, a clip of Si-Hyun skating on the frozen beach.

Unbeknownst to Si-Hyun, this part had also been made public.

"LOL, why end on skating after all that humanity-restoring heroism? 😂""OMG, she’s so cute. I can’t take it. 😂😂😂""I think I’m in love. Someone help me. 😂""Saint-sama is really enjoying her vacation. 😂""And she’s such a good swimmer!?""Gap moe is going to kill me. 😭😭😭"

From that day on, Jeong Si-Hyun was globally dubbed "The Saint."

Not just any saint, but "The Cute and Adorable Saint."

The irony? She had never called herself a saint, making the title all the more amusing to her.

***

At the Gate of a D-Rank Dungeon in Korea

Three hunters emerged from the dungeon they had just cleared, chatting excitedly as they walked out.

A lively young woman spoke up.

"Let’s grab some coffee at a café and call it a day!"

"Sounds good to me," Jae-Woo replied casually.

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Areum, the quieter of the group, nodded in agreement.

The three walked together to a nearby café, placed their orders, and began chatting about various topics.

"At this pace, we’ll be clearing C-Rank dungeons in no time, don’t you think?" Eunbyul said, her enthusiasm evident.

"Don’t jinx it," Jae-Woo retorted.

"Come on, you’ve thought about it too, haven’t you?"

"…Well, yeah, I guess."

Scratching his cheek, Jae-Woo admitted it would be a lie to say he hadn’t.

Eunbyul grinned at his reaction and took a sip of her coffee. Then she noticed something—Areum was unusually quiet.

Turning her head slightly, she saw Areum engrossed in a video on her phone.

"What are you watching so intently?" Eunbyul asked, tilting her head curiously.

"The Saint’s video!" Areum exclaimed, her excitement palpable.

"The Saint?"

Puzzled, Eunbyul leaned closer to get a better look at the screen.

Areum adjusted the angle so her friend could see more clearly.

Moments later, Eunbyul’s eyes widened.

"Wait a second… Isn’t that Professor Jeong Si-Hyun?"

"Yes, yes! This video just came out recently. Isn’t our professor amazing? Hehe…"

"The scale of that ice magic is insane…"

"And her buffs are even more incredible, right?"

"Uh, yeah…"

Eunbyul nodded awkwardly, momentarily distracted by the sheer spectacle of the ice storm.

As the short video ended, it automatically replayed. Eunbyul, now more focused, revisited the parts she had missed.

‘…Now that I’m paying attention, it’s clear.’

At first, her eyes had naturally gravitated toward the male mage’s grand spell.

But on closer inspection, the video felt entirely different.

In the midst of all that dazzling magic, Professor Jeong Si-Hyun’s presence stood out.

The startled reaction of the Japanese man in the video underscored the sheer power of her buffs.

Eunbyul couldn’t help but think of her brother, Yeo Dohyung.

‘What if my brother received a buff like that…?’

Shiver.

A chill ran down her spine, and she rubbed her arms to ease the goosebumps.

Meanwhile, the video ended again, only to loop back to the start.

Areum’s sparkling eyes remained glued to the screen, as if she could never tire of watching.

‘Professor Si-Hyun is just so incredible…!’

No matter how many times she watched, it never got old.

Recently, Areum had been spending her days delving into dungeons and studying various materials.

Through these experiences, she had quietly come to realize something:

Supporters rarely stood out, no matter how hard they worked.

In a hunter party, the spotlight always belonged to the powerful damage dealers.

The rarity of the role didn’t guarantee recognition for their effort or skill.

But Professor Si-Hyun was different.

Even beside overwhelming magic, her presence didn’t fade.

She carried herself as if she were the true star of the party.

‘I want to be like her someday…’

Areum narrowed her eyes, recalling a memory.

She vividly remembered the words Professor Si-Hyun had once told her.

[You can become the brilliant person you dream of being.]

[Areum, this is the level you need to reach to be a truly indispensable supporter. Got it?]

Professor Si-Hyun had never lied.

Areum believed her.

She believed that she could become the version of herself she’d always dreamed of.

Just like her professor, Areum wanted to shine.

Back then and even now, her dream had never wavered.

Determined, she clenched her fists tightly.

***

It had been several days since we arrived in Japan.

Early one morning, while everyone else was still sound asleep, I awoke, completed my morning prayers, and stood by the window, taking in the Japanese morning scenery.

Being in the heart of the city, it didn’t exactly scream "foreign country."

Still, the subtle differences were intriguing, making the observations enjoyable.

Fewer cars on the streets.

People leisurely riding bicycles.

Bright red signs of drugstores catching the eye.

Businessmen in suits diligently choosing canned coffee from vending machines.

These small details combined to create a uniquely Japanese morning.

There was a curious coexistence of unfamiliarity and excitement.

Yaaawn…

After a light yawn, I picked up my smartphone.

I scrolled through news and articles, checking the current state of affairs.

Most of it aligned with my expectations.

However, not everything was perfect.

Life rarely goes exactly as planned. Unexpected events are inevitable.

For example…

"They’re still at it."

Because of my recent actions in Japan, certain "pests" had started to latch on.

Through the window, I could see a businessman sipping canned coffee—someone sent by the Japanese Hunter Bureau.

After a few demonstrations of the "Burning Tongue of Agony" flavor, they stopped bothering me directly.

Now, they just lingered at a distance.

Their intentions were obvious without even asking.

They wanted to request my help in tackling an SS-Rank dungeon.

But.

Why should I bother helping them?

Initially, I didn’t think much of it, but now my stance had shifted.

Partly because their constant pestering annoyed me, stirring a bit of rebellion in me…

But the real trigger was Kenji’s video.

According to Jason, the response to the shorts had been overwhelmingly positive.

Overwhelmingly.

However, recently, word had reached me that certain Japanese hunters had been talking behind my back.

Saying things like:

"A Korean hunter getting ahead of herself."

"She just got lucky."

"She’s nothing but a parasite riding on Sato Ichiro’s success."

Perhaps it was just a loud minority, but it didn’t make it any less unpleasant.

Why should I be criticized for helping?

Thus, my conclusion.

If they approach us officially and contact Korea,

If Section Chief Jang Han-Soo says, "It seems reasonable to assist them,"

If they humble themselves to that extent—then I might consider helping.

It’s logical.

There would be benefits for us, too.

"…"

…Oh, right! This is Japan, isn’t it?

If they really send a request, should I add a few personal demands to the deal?

That doesn’t sound like a bad idea.

I mulled over the sudden idea.

The thought of the potential results lifted my spirits a bit.

Si-Yoon, look forward to it!