I've Never Seen a Saint who can use Magic so Well-Chapter 135

And yet—

“Hah! C’mon, hit me harder!”

“You goddamn perverted freak!”

The annoyingly good-looking man before her showed no signs of faltering.

No matter how many times she struck him, he just wouldn’t slow down.

His entire body was drenched in blood, yet instead of wearing down, he only seemed to grow more exhilarated.

He enjoyed the pain.

He wasn’t just resilient—he was a full-blown masochist among masochists.

The holy knight shuddered.

This wasn’t a matter of physical endurance anymore.

It was insanity.

He was an actual battle-crazed maniac who turned pain into pleasure.

“Ugh, just die already!”

With a disgusted yell, she swung her shield at him once more.

And at that moment—

Whoooosh!

A warm, radiant light enveloped Jason.

Clang!

Jason simply raised an arm and stopped the shield effortlessly.

“Mmm, yes! That’s the stuff!”

His grin widened even further.

Laughing even louder, he lunged at her—

Thwack!

A devastating punch sent the holy knight staggering back.

Jason roared triumphantly.

“Hahahaha! You don’t have nearly enough bite!”

You're nowhere near as fun as the Saint!

I can already see the path to victory clear as day!

With renewed vigor, Jason overwhelmed her.

The holy knight’s expression twisted in pure revulsion.

***

A fierce battle raged within the boss room.

The clash between Earth’s hero party, led by Si-Hyun, and the former hero’s invading force from another world.

Slowly, but surely—

The flow of battle began to shift.

The scales of victory tipped, ever so slightly, yet unmistakably.

And who, in this space, would be the first to sense that change?

Naturally—Si-Hyun.

“…Hero, can you feel it?”

Si-Hyun spoke, her voice laced with barely restrained laughter.

Her body was covered in wounds, yet she remained standing.

Through relentless effort, she had dodged every fatal blow, keeping herself upright.

In the end—Si-Hyun endured.

“The allies you mocked so much…”

The ones I met on Earth.

The friends you scorned as weak and inadequate.

“They’re overpowering your little puppets.”

You dismissed us.

You arrogantly declared you’d end this fight quickly.

But I, and we—

“Not a single one of us has lost.”

And that—

That was just too funny.

Si-Hyun burst into laughter, unable to hold it in.

Even now, could he still insist?

That she belonged to him?

That his ideal world was meant to be completed?

Could he still say that to her, now?

“You were wrong.”

Not different. Wrong.

Si-Hyun declared it with absolute certainty.

His life, his ideals, his vision—

They were all fundamentally flawed.

“So? Do you still think you were right?”

Si-Hyun’s divine energy surged through her body, healing her wounds.

The hero, meanwhile, no longer had the luxury of charging at her recklessly.

Silent, his expression twisted, he simply stared.

His power—his incomplete control over the Demon King’s energy, his own dwindling strength—was being devoured by Si-Hyun’s debuffs.

Amplified beyond his resistance, her magic ate away at him.

“Looks like our party is a hell of a lot better than your pathetic harem, don’t you think?”

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Si-Hyun spoke softly, almost reciting a poem, her voice filled with pride.

“Each of us has our own dreams to pursue.

And in the overlap of those dreams, we work together.”

Even Evan had said it.

Believe in your own goals and push forward.

Si-Hyun had taken his words to heart.

“Isn’t that beautiful?

Far more so than you lot—who waste your time in jealousy and selfish indulgence.”

Similar, yet unmistakably different.

Just as competition and conflict differed,

So too did cooperation and subjugation.

The difference between them and us—was absolute.

“……Shut up!”

The hero screamed, lunging at her.

He refused to accept his defeat.

Refused to acknowledge that he had been wrong.

But—

Clang!

Si-Hyun blocked his strike.

Perfectly.

Flawlessly.

Unlike before.

Because time was on her side.

“Well, this is finally getting fun.”

Si-Hyun smiled with ease, rolling her wrist.

And the battle resumed.

Tuk. Tuk.

For the first time—

The hero bled.

A deep wound.

His blood dripped steadily to the ground.

Unlike Si-Hyun, he had no superior means of healing.

His injuries—would only pile up.

“You know…”

Si-Hyun lifted her chin, smiling lightly.

“I think becoming the Demon King really suits you. It’s the perfect role for you.”

“Shut up!”

“Oh? Then I guess I should talk more.”

At his furious outburst, Si-Hyun simply grinned.

They were stark opposites, in every way.

“For starters—why don’t you take another hit?”

CRACK!

“Gaaaah—!”

Si-Hyun stomped on his foot with all her strength.

The sickening crunch of shattered bone followed.

But she wasn’t done.

Slash!

As his stance wavered, she sliced cleanly through his wrist.

A spray of blood painted the air.

His dominant hand—and his weapon—fell to the ground.

THWACK!

Her left fist crashed into his cheekbone.

His head snapped to the side.

The arrogant, self-assured face he once wore—was now distorted.

“Not so handsome anymore, huh?”

Si-Hyun sneered down at him, eyes devoid of mercy.

Every word, every action—was meant to provoke him.

And she never stopped.

BAM! BAM! BAM!

Now that he was disarmed, Si-Hyun dropped her sword.

She didn’t need it anymore.

Her fists alone were enough.

With each punch, his head snapped left, then right.

His once-pristine face swelled grotesquely, bruises spreading like ink.

His nose, his lips, his cheekbones—all bloodied and broken.

“Ghhk—!”

The hero groaned in agony, staggering.

But Si-Hyun didn’t stop.

THUD!

She kneed him square in the gut.

His body convulsed, his eyes shaking violently.

His organs had taken the full brunt of the impact.

“You know, I used to think beating people up was a chore.”

Si-Hyun exhaled lightly, rolling her shoulders.

“But turns out—it depends on the opponent.

Right now? I’m having a blast.”

She chuckled.

And then—

Slash! BOOM!

CRACKLE! SCREEEAAAM!

CRASH!

—The sound of victory echoed from every corner of the battlefield.

The enemy spearman collapsed, body shredded beyond recognition.

The enemy mage screamed, her body engulfed in lightning.

The holy knight was slammed into the ground, shield shattered, bones crushed.

A complete victory.

The battle was over.

The result—undeniable.

Si-Hyun turned her gaze back to the hero.

He was still standing.

But just barely.

One look, and anyone could tell—it was over.

‘…Let’s finish this.’

Was there any reason to drag this out?

She had already beaten him to her heart’s content.

Spending even another second on him felt disgusting.

She had no desire to breathe the same air as this bastard any longer.

Si-Hyun picked up her fallen sword.

“Well—

One more hit won’t hurt.”

CRACK!

Her foot struck his most vulnerable spot.

“Ghhuaaa—!”

His eyes rolled back.

A moment of deafening silence followed.

His legs gave out.

His entire body trembled violently.

He let out a pitiful, broken sound—half groan, half whimper.

Si-Hyun snorted.

“Well, look at that. You even positioned yourself nicely.”

She gripped her sword firmly.

“This is the end.”

Her voice was cold.

In the reflection of her blade, the hero’s wide, desperate eyes trembled.

The very sword that once beheaded the Demon King—

Was now aimed at him.

“…Goodbye.”

It was just one word.

But it carried everything—

All the emotions she had buried for years.

Shk—

Slash.

A thin red line marked the path of her blade.

His eyes rolled back.

His head—slowly tilted backward.

Thud.

A heavy sound rang out.

A crimson flower bloomed where his head once was.

But Si-Hyun didn’t stop.

She drove her sword deep into the remains of his body.

The Demon King’s magic stone—pierced through.

A sharp, splintering sensation traveled through her grip.

Crack.

The unstable magic stone—

Shattered completely.

Si-Hyun let go of her sword.

She didn’t need it anymore.

The hero was dead.

The Demon King was dead.

The invaders—were gone.

“…Hah.”

Si-Hyun exhaled lightly.

We won.

The party that once chained and oppressed her—

was no more.

“Si-Hyun!”

“Si-Hyun, are you okay?!”

“Hahaha!”

“Hah… damn.”

And finally—

Her true allies rushed to her side.