Breaking Up with the Heroine of the Female-Oriented Game - Chapter 154

Chapter 154

The Worst Enemy (3)

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“Ugh, urgh, aargh!”

Hero Justice.

He was a young prodigy coveted by numerous clans.

From a young age, he was exceptional. Not only did he awaken a powerful talent, but he seemed to excel in everything he did.

Every exam—he was always ranked first. In elementary school, middle school, and high school, he was the top. Everyone looked at him with eyes mixed with envy and admiration. He accepted their gaze naturally.

Because he was a genius.

It’s only natural for ordinary people to resent a genius, after all.

So, Justice simply tolerated their jealous looks with great magnanimity and heart.

Justice had this thought:

The world can only be divided into two types of people.

The talented and the untalented.

The capable and the incapable.

Those with gifts and those without.

And Justice was always part of the former.

He was a genius, capable, and always special.

A rose-colored life painted with victory and glory, envied by all.

That was how it was supposed to be for Justice, but…

“Ah~ this is boring.”

“Gah… urgh, urgh.”

“There were quite a few famous heroes here, so I had some hopes up. But what’s this? Really?”

“Yo-you… Ugh, ugh.”

Justice and a dozen other heroes had all collapsed.

At the hands of a single girl named Yoo Dahee.

They hadn’t been able to even land a single effective blow.

“Seems like it was all hype after all. This is why you can’t trust rumors.”

“Ugh, urgh.”

“Don’t you think so? Hero Justice, who was selected as one of the most promising talents of his twenties?”

She giggled mockingly as she looked down at Justice, who was lying limp on the ground.

“Ah. But you weren’t half-bad.”

Justice realized it.

He had no choice but to realize.

“For your age, I’d say you’re not too bad, wouldn’t you agree?”

Even Justice was nothing but an ordinary talent in front of this girl.

Not just Justice—anyone would pale in comparison to Yoo Dahee.

Her talent was that overwhelming.

In fact, it wouldn’t be wrong to say it was the most unprecedented talent in South Korean history.

“Y-Yoo Daheeeeeee!”

“Oh my, you’ve still got energy.”

However, Justice, unwilling to give in so easily, scraped together the remaining strength left in his body and charged at Yoo Dahee.

After all, Justice had been recognized as a next-generation prospect.

There was no way he could collapse without landing a single hit. He wanted to at least land one meaningful strike.

But…

“Why don’t you just stay down?”

“Guh, uaaaaargh!”

Yoo Dahee, with a leisurely expression as if he were a bother, dodged his attack and struck his abdomen.

Her petite fist struck gently but carried an absurd and abnormal destructive power.

Bang!

A terrible sound tore through the air.

Justice bent in half, coughing up blood as he was lifted off the ground. He was thrown into the air before falling back to earth. Grasping his abdomen, he drooled blood and saliva as his entire body trembled violently.

“Whew~ Is that all? Ugh, how disappointing.”

Stretching her sore shoulders and arms, Yoo Dahee groaned.

She had intended for this to be a warm-up before her real fight with that elderly man, but it had been unexpectedly unsatisfactory.

She needed to prepare her body well if she was to go toe-to-toe with that old legend.

“Seriously though, what’s taking so long? After causing this much of a ruckus, shouldn’t the security team, other heroes, or at the very least that old man have gotten here by now?”

She grumbled in irritation.

Yoo Dahee had already acquired information about the heroes attending today’s event.

And among the attendees, there was one elderly man who she had marked as her prey.

A legend who had led a generation.

A national hero of South Korea.

A master of the staff.

That very man…

“Yeoi.”

“Hm?”

Suddenly, a deep voice whispered in Yoo Dahee’s ear, and something came rushing towards her at lightning speed.

Without bothering to dodge, Yoo Dahee extended a hand to catch the object that had come right to her.

Wait—what is this?

Glancing at her hand, she realized she was holding a staff.

The staff was mostly red, adorned with beautiful golden patterns engraved along its length.

‘This staff… don’t tell me?’

Though she held it tightly, the staff kept extending, pushing her backward.

She tried to stop it, but it was no use. The staff stretched further and further.

Oh. Impressive.

Even as she admired it, Yoo Dahee didn’t let go.

So with the staff in hand, she was forced to crash into the building dozens of meters away.

Kabang! Crash.

A tall building collapsed helplessly.

A cloud of dust and concrete fragments shot up into the sky.

Fortunately, there were no civilian casualties.

Because Yoo Dahee had been wreaking havoc on the surrounding heroes for quite a while, all nearby civilians had already evacuated.

“Whew.”

Amid the rubble of the collapsed building…

“A staff that can freely adjust its length, weight, and size.”

Dust, dirt, and concrete clung to her clothes as she calmly brushed herself off and casually stepped out. Of course, it was none other than Yoo Dahee.

“Could this be the legendary Yeoui Cudgel? Yeoi Staff?”

“Foul witch!”

A booming middle-aged man’s voice filled the air.

Yoo Dahee smiled cynically and slowly turned her head.

In the distance, she saw dozens of heroes heading her way. At the front of the group was an older man with a stern expression. Ah, finally here? I was getting bored waiting.

“Han Incheol of the Yeoi Staff. They say you used to be rivals with Goo Hwan-hyung, didn’t you?”

Han Incheol.

One of the legends of a past era.

Though he had grown old and his skills had surely deteriorated, there was no denying he had once been the greatest staff master.

“Though I thought you might not show. Honestly, I expected you to make some excuse and not turn up.”

After all, he had grown old.

Moreover, he had officially retired long ago.

He had only come today as part of the event, and with so many other heroes present, there was no real reason for him to fight.

Ah, of course his reputation might take a tiny hit, but at his age, shouldn’t he avoid unnecessary risks? No one wants to get killed at this stage in life by acting recklessly.

Like that time when I killed Goo Hwan-hyung not too long ago.

“Was it you? Were you the one who killed Hwan-hyung and defiled his body?”

“Hmm?”

Han Incheol slammed the Yeoi Staff into the ground with a resounding thud.

“I’m asking if it was you!”

“Well, I did come up with the idea, you know? Cutting off his head and sending it to the authorities—it had quite an impact, didn’t it?”

“You insolent wretch!”

Enraged by Yoo Dahee’s atrocity—not only had she killed his old friend, but she had also desecrated the body—Han Incheol thrust the Yeoi Staff once more.

With a powerful thrust, the staff extended like a sharp spear, aiming to pierce through Yoo Dahee’s abdomen.

“Nngh. Well…”

“!”

“It’s not impossible to block if I’m prepared.”

“You vile girl?”

Gritting her teeth slightly, Yoo Dahee grabbed the Yeoi Staff.

But this time, she wasn’t pushed back.

Though she did slide back a little, she countered the staff’s infinite extension with pure strength.

“It’s weaker than the videos I saw from the past.”

Yoo Dahee let go of the staff.

In an instant, the staff returned to its original length.

Recoiling the Yeoi Staff, Han Incheol glared menacingly at Yoo Dahee.

She wasn’t your average kid, after all.

She blocked the Yeoi Staff with her own strength?

A staff that could pierce through monsters tougher than steel?

How had she grown so strong at such a young age?

Even without considering her abilities, Yoo Dahee was an unprecedented powerhouse.

“Ah, that explains why the other heroes and the security team haven’t arrived yet. You must have been with them. I see. Makes sense. It would have been foolish to face me one-on-one and get wiped out.”

Yoo Dahee glanced over the group of heroes gathered with Han Incheol.

There were a few well-known faces among them, but none worth paying much attention to. They were all weaker than Justice, who already lay fallen behind her.

However, there were a few figures who could make things a bit tricky.

Among them were Hong Daye, once considered a candidate for the nation’s top ten heroes, and Baek Nam-il, renowned as the Sword Master of the Baek clan.

Hmm.

Considering Han Incheol and the group, could this get a little tricky?

Should I call Ryan and Seong Baeksan now? With their help, we could probably take them down without much difficulty.

“You arrogant child!”

“Hm?”

“Do you truly think you alone can stand against all of us?”

“Heh.”

But if they’re going to provoke me like this, perhaps I should hold off on calling them for now.

I’m starting to want to deal with this on my own.

How troublesome.

“You’re overconfident. Do you still think you’re the legendary Han Incheol of old? You’re nothing but an aged, sick old man now.”

Yoo Dahee cracked her wrists playfully.

“The glory days are far behind you, old man. Your era ended ages ago. You’re no longer the main player here. Even Goo Hwan-hyung was a pushover in the end.”

She chuckled.

“A new wind is blowing.”

Yoo Dahee scanned the gathered heroes.

“Besides the weak and insignificant… there’s one elderly man well past his prime, a warrior who can’t fight for long due to lingering injuries, and a swordsman evaluated as an inferior replica of an actual swordmaster.”

She alternated her gaze between Han Incheol, Hong Daye, and Baek Nam-il as she spoke.

“How do you expect to stop me with just the lot of you? Really now?”

Yoo Dahee was confident.

Confident that she could defeat them without calling for help.

Dragging this out might lead to reinforcements coming, or she might miss her chance to retrieve the orbs, so she should be cautious.

But still, a fight with strong opponents was always welcome.

Because fighting strong enemies always made Yoo Dahee stronger.

To her, these heroes were just prey.

Tempting and delicious prey.

A feast of growth.

If she devoured them, she would grow even more.

So, let’s greedily devour them.

The once-legendary hero.

The notably talented heroes.

And the insignificant, weak heroes.

All of them. To crush and—…

“Huh?”

Wait, hold on.

Yoo Dahee’s body flinched.

An ominous presence appeared behind her all of a sudden.

What the…? From behind me?

How did someone get this close without me realizing?

I already tore up the camouflage cloak, didn’t I?

There shouldn’t have been another artifact like that…

“Yoo Dahee.”

“!”

To Yoo Dahee, there was only one opponent truly worth going all out against.

She had been focused entirely on that powerful foe, which led to a slight but fatal opening.

Exploiting that opening didn’t require just luck, but natural instinct and skill comparable to a top-tier ranker.

And there was only one person here who fit that description.

One person who had been quietly holding their breath, biding their time.

Someone with talent equal to, or perhaps surpassing, Yoo Dahee’s own monstrous power.

The protagonist of this world and Yoo Dahee’s sole rival.

“You let your guard down, didn’t you?”

“You?”

It was none other than Jin Soyeon.

Using the relic effect of the Black Star Assembly’s black trench coat draped over her shoulders, Jin Soyeon had stealthily approached Yoo Dahee from behind.

With all her might, she swung one of the final treasures of the Romance Hero Academy—the cursed blood sword, Shisan Blood Sea.

And slice!

Blood splashed into the air.

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