I've Never Seen a Saint who can use Magic so Well-Chapter 118

This ultimatum lit a fire under Japan’s administration, as including Japanese hunters was essential to maintain national pride.

A Controversial Volunteer: Kurosawa Takeru

Amid the deliberation, Kurosawa Takeru, an S-rank archer known as the "Divine Archer," stepped forward. A member of Japan’s elite top three archers, his skill was indisputable. His arrows were renowned for their unparalleled mana compression, with each shot resembling the impact of an artillery shell.

However, his participation came with complications.

Kurosawa Takeru was infamous for his arrogance. His confidence, born from his skill, often veered into outright disdain for others. This extended especially toward South Korean hunters, whom he frequently belittled in both domestic and international interviews.

The Japanese administration faced a dilemma. While Kurosawa's inclusion would bolster their national representation and enhance the raid’s firepower, his abrasive personality and potential clashes with Jung Si-Hyun posed significant risks.

With the team on the brink of finalization, tensions and expectations mounted. Kurosawa’s decision to join the raid, especially under Jung Si-Hyun’s leadership, promised to add layers of complexity to the already fraught mission.

***

The day of the SS-rank dungeon raid had arrived.

In a conference room at a Japanese hotel, Sato Ichiro was the first to arrive. He leaned deeply into the luxurious leather chair, resting one hand on the armrest, crossing his legs, and gazing out of the window with a relaxed expression.

Moments later, the door opened, and the second participant entered—Kurosawa Takeru. He gave a curt nod in greeting before taking a seat across the room, deliberately keeping some distance from Sato. Sitting with his back straight, his expression was cold and stiff.

“……”

An awkward silence filled the room. While the two men were acquainted, their relationship was far from friendly.

There was still time before the scheduled meeting. Kurosawa broke the silence with a casual comment.

“Hmm, the Korean hunters are late.”

Crossing his arms and leaning back in his chair, he spoke with a faint smirk.

“Is it that they lack a sense of punctuality, or are they so highly esteemed that they think it’s acceptable to make others wait?”

He glanced at Sato as if expecting a response, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

“……”

Sato remained silent, uncrossing his legs and calmly lifting a coffee cup. Kurosawa frowned slightly and continued.

“They’re letting Koreans lead the party. Can we really call this a sound decision?”

“It’s the decision of our government,” Sato replied briefly.

“Hah! Madness, I say. Just how skilled could a Korean hunter possibly be? Tsk tsk.”

“……”

Sato sipped his coffee leisurely, his expression unchanging. He knew that Hunter Jeong Si-Hyun wasn’t someone who deserved such disdain.

However, he also knew that any defense he offered would fall on deaf ears. Kurosawa Takeru was as stubborn as they came.

So, Sato chose to remain neutral.

‘No need to waste energy here.’

Once they entered the dungeon and Jeong Si-Hyun demonstrated her capabilities, even a hard-headed man like Kurosawa would have no choice but to acknowledge her. Her buffs were in a league of their own.

Recalling the events at the beach, Sato allowed himself a slight smile. The short video clips that had surfaced online were ones he’d replayed countless times. They never got old.

‘Only five people for an SS-rank dungeon raid...’

By conventional standards, it was sheer insanity. Most would avoid such a task, unwilling to gamble with their lives.

But Sato had no fear. He’d volunteered without hesitation.

Why?

‘This isn’t a gamble. It’s a sure thing.’

The strength he’d witnessed from Si-Hyun’s team was on another level. Success wasn’t just likely—it was inevitable. All he had to do was follow along with the script.

What could be easier? The process and outcome had already been written. Glory and rewards awaited at the end.

‘It doesn’t get better than this.’

Sato relaxed even further, patiently awaiting the arrival of the Korean hunters. Kurosawa, however, frowned, clearly displeased with Sato’s laid-back attitude.

As the two men sat lost in their own thoughts, the door creaked open again.

Si-Hyun and Ji-Ah entered the room.

Jason followed, closing the door behind them and striding forward with long steps, quickly overtaking Si-Hyun. With a practiced motion, he pulled out a leather chair.

“Here, have a seat.”

“You don’t need to go this far.”

“Haha!”

Si-Hyun offered an awkward laugh as she took the seat Jason had prepared. He sat beside her with a hearty chuckle, and Ji-Ah took the chair on her other side.

Sato observed the scene with interest.

‘An intriguing group dynamic.’

Jason Turner. At nearly two meters tall, his sheer presence was imposing. And he wasn’t just big—he was one of the world’s most renowned tankers.

Yet, here he was, behaving like a gentle puppy in front of a petite woman. It was a curious sight. Sato stroked his chin, studying his temporary allies.

Kurosawa, on the other hand, wore a scowl of disapproval, clearly unimpressed by Jason’s demeanor. Though he said nothing, his expression conveyed his feelings.

With everyone present, the briefing began. Fluent in Japanese, Jason led the discussion, outlining strategies and fielding questions.

Kurosawa interjected frequently with sarcastic remarks. While he spoke in Japanese, the tone was unmistakable—condescension.

‘…This guy,’ Si-Hyun thought, narrowing her eyes.

Could he be one of those who had bad-mouthed her online? His attitude certainly fit the profile. Si-Hyun began to keep a closer eye on Kurosawa Takeru.

He hadn’t crossed the line yet. But if he did, she’d be ready to make him regret it.

She’d already seen how effective her "Burning Tongue" spell was on the Japanese officials she’d dealt with before. It was almost comical how quickly they’d fallen in line.

Sensing her gaze, Kurosawa turned to meet her eyes.

‘The star of this raid will be me.’

‘Cross the line, and you’ll pay for it.’

Their eyes locked in a silent clash of wills.

***

Meanwhile, in Si-Yoon's case:

“Humming, hum-hum—”

Left on her own, Si-Yoon came up with an adorable plan.

And what was it?

‘Exploring alone is fun!’

She decided to enjoy some solo time in a foreign country!

Looking around with an intrigued gaze, Si-Yoon realized she hadn’t properly explored the area near their accommodations.

They had spent so much time visiting famous tourist attractions that she had overlooked the charm of the immediate surroundings.

Now that she was out and about, she found plenty of interesting things nearby.

And since it was close to the hotel, there was no worry about getting lost.

With quick, light steps, Si-Yoon ventured here and there.

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“This one, this one, please!”

She stumbled upon what seemed like a hidden gem—a ramen shop frequented by locals!

Mixing her awkward Japanese with exaggerated gestures, she thoroughly enjoyed her lunch.

“Wow, it’s so ugly.”

She marveled at strange sculptures along the way.

After excitedly exploring for some time, Si-Yoon felt the need to give her legs a little rest.

Finding a convenient bench, she plopped down and happily swung her feet back and forth.

As she glanced around, she pulled out her smartphone.

‘Let’s see…’

Almost out of habit, she began checking her emails.

And that’s when she saw it.

[Inquiry Regarding the Production of a MomoBin VTuber Figure]

“Eh?”

A surprise gift for her sister.

Rubbing her eyes with both hands, she stared at the smartphone screen again.

“……”

She hadn’t seen it wrong.

Her wide-open eyes grew as big as those of a startled cat.