Revenge with the Power of the Final Boss-Chapter 39: The Heroine’s Savior (2)

Han Se-hee recognized the owner of the voice and let out a smile of relief.

‘Seo-jun oppa!’

Though she couldn’t find her voice, she knew he had come to save her. Through the touch of his hand on her head, she felt his mana working to purge Gye Un-jik’s oppressive power from her body.

At the same time, the sinister energy that had enveloped her dissipated completely, leaving no trace behind.

"No, no! NOOO!"

Gye Un-jik’s despairing scream echoed through the chamber as a sharp blade slashed toward him.

The strike aimed directly for his heart, but he reacted swiftly, forming a shield of mana around himself to block the attack.

"Seomun Ye-jin!"

When he identified his attacker, his screams turned to delight.

"The third sacrifice has come to me of her own accord! This must also be the will of the End!"

"The only one meeting their end here is you."

Seomun Ye-jin, her indigo-tinted violet hair swaying with her movements, spoke coldly—a stark contrast to her usual demeanor. Her sword thrust forward again, imbued with mana.

Gye Un-jik clasped his hands together, concentrating his mana shield to block her attacks precisely where her blade struck. The clash of mana and power repeated again and again, but Gye Un-jik’s expression began to falter.

"Ugh! This is... shockwaves!"

Gye Un-jik’s aura—referred to in some genres as aura or orrah—was a versatile force, capable of slicing, piercing, disrupting internal systems, or even altering the properties of materials.

Despite its adaptability, Seomun Ye-jin’s blade, imbued with mana and shockwaves, countered his aura, infiltrating and disrupting it with every clash.

"Damn it!"

Seomun Ye-jin concentrated her attacks solely on Gye Un-jik to minimize collateral damage, while Gye Un-jik, mindful of protecting the altar, was forced to fight cautiously.

As their intense battle unfolded, Han Se-hee managed to rise to her feet with Baek Seo-jun’s help.

"You came to save me. Thank you, Ho-jun oppa."

Mindful of Lee Ha-yeon’s presence, Han Se-hee tactfully used Baek Seo-jun’s alias.

"Yeah. That guy’s keeping her busy, so I’ll take care of the other girl."

Baek Seo-jun stood and moved toward Lee Ha-yeon, who was still immobilized by Gye Un-jik’s mana.

Though she realized he had come to save her, Lee Ha-yeon couldn’t move a muscle—not even a finger. Lying in such a demure position in front of a stranger felt deeply awkward.

As the daughter of the Angel Guild’s guild master and a woman accustomed to the utmost respect, she had never imagined finding herself in such a situation.

"So this girl is Lee Ha-yeon."

Baek Seo-jun, four years her senior and known by his alias, Kim Ho-jun, observed her calmly. He recognized her face from news articles and online reports as he looked down at her.

***

Lee Ha-yeon.

One of the heroines of the original story, Lee Ha-yeon was written as a genius and the daughter of a wealthy family—an idealized character.

In the original plot, her first appearance came when she was forced into second place during the Kangin Academy’s entrance exams by Baek Seo-jin, igniting a competitive rivalry with him.

Now, on the day of her return to Korea, she had been kidnapped by a villain and rendered helpless in this dire situation. Her feelings must be a complicated mix of humiliation and frustration.

Some might look at Lee Ha-yeon’s current state and call it a "well-prepared meal," but to me, it was irrelevant.

After all, she was just a young girl, and I had already planned to spend tonight—a night Seomun Ye-jin would remember for the rest of her life—with her as she officially became an adult.

For now, Lee Ha-yeon was simply another person I needed to rescue while ensuring she remained unconscious to spare her from further trauma.

"You’ve got quite a bit of talent, but your opponent was simply too much. Give it another five or six years, and you might’ve become an SSS-class Hunter."

Still, I chose my words carefully to avoid hurting her pride.

Knowing her personality—proud and fiercely competitive—I complimented her talent as I placed my hand on her forehead to remove Gye Un-jik’s suppressive mana from her body.

Moments later, she sprang upright, freed from her restraints.

"Th-thank you."

Perhaps it was because I had just saved her life, but she offered me a polite and heartfelt expression of gratitude. Her gaze flickered between me, Han Se-hee, and Seomun Ye-jin, who was still locked in combat with Gye Un-jik.

"Aren’t you going to help her?"

She hesitated before voicing her question cautiously.

It was only natural for her to wonder why I wasn’t stepping in to assist. After all, defeating Gye Un-jik would be a simple matter if I joined the fight.

She didn’t know my true strength exceeded even what was publicly known. Still, given her knowledge of my identity as SSS-class Hunter Kim Ho-jun, she believed I had the power to end this battle swiftly.

"Not yet. This is a rare chance for her to gain experience in a real fight."

Seomun Ye-jin had expressed a strong desire to grow stronger, to the point where she wouldn’t become a burden to me.

Now, on the eve of her coming of age, I wanted to give her confidence—something to carry with her as she stepped into adulthood.

‘Not that her combat ability matters to me. Just her presence is enough.’

I had already surpassed my limits by accepting the power of Ramisa, the final boss of the original story, and continuing to grow even stronger from it.

But those memories of hellish torment, the pain that carved itself into my soul, remained vividly etched in my mind.

What kept me mentally grounded amidst all that darkness was Seomun Ye-jin’s constant presence by my side.

Of course, knowing her pride, she wouldn’t easily accept that fact.

‘She’s truly beautiful, even in battle.’

Seomun Ye-jin’s graceful movements, her precise use of shockwaves timed perfectly to exploit Gye Un-jik’s weaknesses, were captivating.

Unlike during the sparring sessions I had guided her through, she now fought with a clear intent to kill. The aura of lethality she exuded as she cornered Gye Un-jik was strikingly alluring.

***

A Strange Person.

To Lee Ha-yeon, Kim Ho-jun felt like a truly enigmatic figure.

The way he looked at Seomun Ye-jin—it was obvious even to her young eyes. It was the gaze of someone deeply in love, a passionate look she had seen countless times from others.

‘She’s strong.’

At just 19 years old, Seomun Ye-jin wasn’t yielding an inch in her battle against an SSS-class villain. It was awe-inspiring.

Honestly, it was hard for Lee Ha-yeon to accept the sheer strength she was witnessing.

Even considering exceptions like Kim Ho-jun, it was still astonishing to see someone so young display such overwhelming power.

Perhaps, Lee Ha-yeon admitted reluctantly to herself, her feelings stemmed from jealousy.

As someone praised as a genius, she couldn’t help but wonder—would she ever be that strong by the time she turned 19?

As Kim Ho-jun had suggested, it might take her another five or six years at best.

‘Who is he, really?’

He seemed to be familiar with Han Se-hee, but Lee Ha-yeon hesitated to ask her about him.

Part of her hesitation came from pride. She couldn’t shake the feeling that she was falling behind somehow.

As the next heir to the Angel Guild, the idea that she might be outpaced even in knowledge stung her pride.

‘And yet, he saved me.’

Another part of her hesitation stemmed from the fact that Kim Ho-jun was her savior.

It felt wrong to pry into the identity of the person who had saved her life, as though doing so might come across as ungrateful or rude.

‘He’s my benefactor.’

To Lee Ha-yeon, Kim Ho-jun was a hero who had saved her life. She didn’t want to do anything to insult him.

Instead, she found herself wanting to express her gratitude in a meaningful way, something that would leave a lasting impression.

"Ugh! The sacrifices are too lively!"

The fight between Gye Un-jik and Seomun Ye-jin showed no signs of ending anytime soon.

"That’s enough, miss."

"Yes..."

At Kim Ho-jun’s words, Seomun Ye-jin reluctantly stepped back, her movements precise as she quickly disengaged from the battle.

In the same moment, sharp black tendrils suddenly erupted from the ground, piercing Gye Un-jik’s body.

Though he attempted to block with his mana, the tendrils effortlessly broke through his defenses, skewering him completely.

"This... This cannot be... End... I couldn’t..."

Even in his final moments, Gye Un-jik muttered like a fanatic, his voice fading as Kim Ho-jun spoke calmly.

"Lee Ha-yeon, right?"

"Y-yes!"

"I imagine you have a lot of resentment toward this guy for kidnapping you. Want to hit him once? Se-hee, how about you?"

"Oh, no, I’m fine," Han Se-hee said, waving her hands. "If Lee Ha-yeon hits him for me, that’ll be enough."

Unlike Han Se-hee, Lee Ha-yeon felt tempted by Kim Ho-jun’s suggestion.

The thought of landing a blow on the villain who had abducted her and made her fear for her life was undeniably appealing.

"Lee Ha-yeon, care to try?"

"Yes! Thank you so much."

"Good. Pour your emotions into it and strike. It’ll make you feel better."

"Yes! Take this, you vile villain!"

Encouraged by Kim Ho-jun, Lee Ha-yeon focused her mana into her fist and threw a punch.

A brilliant flash of light pierced through Gye Un-jik’s body, blood pouring from the holes the tendrils had already made.

"Oh..."

Lee Ha-yeon hadn’t expected her attack to cause such devastating damage to an SSS-class villain, leaving her momentarily stunned.

"He’s not dead yet," Kim Ho-jun assured her.

No sooner had he spoken than Gye Un-jik’s head was severed, his lifeless body crumpling as his head rolled across the floor.

The supposedly fearsome SSS-class villain had been dispatched with ease.

Watching the scene, Lee Ha-yeon realized that Kim Ho-jun’s power far surpassed the level of an SSS-class Hunter.

Even without considering her own blow, the fact that he had subdued Gye Un-jik so effortlessly spoke volumes.

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‘This level of power... it might even surpass the nation-level rank.’

Her savior was far more formidable than she had initially imagined.

In her heart, Lee Ha-yeon began to worry that finding a way to repay her benefactor might be more difficult than she had thought.