Breaking Up with the Heroine of the Female-Oriented Game - Chapter 155

Chapter 155

vs Yoo Dahee (1)

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“……!”

Splat.

Blood sprayed out.

The crimson liquid scattered in droplets.

A sharp blade slashed across the skin, ripping through flesh like a ravenous shark, devouring blood and meat at random.

A sharp, stinging pain coursed through her peripheral nerves.

The metallic scent of blood pricked Yoo Dahee’s nose slightly.

Yoo Dahee unintentionally furrowed her brow.

Huh. Look at this.

Interesting.

It was a sneak attack almost as perfect as it could get.

Fast, precise, and stealthy.

If it had been someone else other than Yoo Dahee being ambushed, they would have likely suffered a serious injury.

Yes.

If it hadn’t been Yoo Dahee.

But who did Jin Soyeon attack just now?

It was Yoo Dahee. The one and only Yoo Dahee.

Do you think someone like Yoo Dahee would be taken down by a mere attack like this?

“Hmph!”

“Huh?!”

Yoo Dahee twisted her body in an instant.

It was as fast as a flash of light.

She escaped the trajectory of the blade that had been ruthlessly slicing through her skin.

The sharp edge barely grazed the surface of her skin.

Jin Soyeon was slightly surprised by what she saw.

Wow? She dodged that like this?

As expected. Her skills are just as rumored, Yoo Dahee.

“Whew. Not bad, Jin Soyeon. Your skills have improved quite a bit.”

Yoo Dahee stepped back slightly.

“Honestly, I was a little surprised.”

Blood dripped from Yoo Dahee’s forearm, drop by drop.

The blood trickled down her arm, across the back of her hand, slipping off her fingertips before hitting the ground.

Yoo Dahee glanced down at her forearm.

Ah, how annoying.

Fortunately, it seemed her muscles and bones weren’t damaged.

“But is that all?”

Yoo Dahee shook her injured forearm dismissively and let out a mocking chuckle.

“After such a grand sneak attack, you only managed to scratch my arm? That’s a bit disappointing, Jin Soyeon. I’d heard a lot of rumors about you.”

Yoo Dahee’s words were laced with ridicule.

But inside, she was honestly impressed.

It was because that strike just now… was no ordinary one.

Though it was only a single attack, Yoo Dahee could roughly gauge Jin Soyeon’s abilities from that, and she swallowed down her admiration.

Jin Soyeon isn’t just anyone, is she?

If the person who had attempted that sneak attack was Han Incheol, Baek Nam-il, or Hong Daye, could any of them have even managed to inflict a single injury?

No.

No, they wouldn’t have.

Even if Yoo Dahee had exposed a small gap, they wouldn’t have been able to exploit it so easily.

But Jin Soyeon?

She did it without making it seem like a big deal.

She penetrated Yoo Dahee’s gap instantly and even managed to land an attack.

To do that, beyond experience, skill, and strength, something else was required.

An inborn sense.

In simple terms, talent.

‘Besides, this girl… she cut me. Even though I was protected by my defensive technique. She got through it so easily.’

Yoo Dahee’s Protective Force Field could block even the attacks of top-tier heroes without issue.

It was nearly impossible for ordinary strikes to break through, yet Jin Soyeon had sliced through it like it was paper.

Had Yoo Dahee failed to dodge midway through, she might have been cut down to the bone.

She knew Jin Soyeon was talented. But to think she had grown this much… in such a short amount of time.

She seems stronger than the last time I’d heard of her.

Jin Soyeon is certainly something else.

Almost like me.

“Blood.”

“Huh?”

“You’re bleeding.”

“So what?”

The bloodstained Shisan Blood Sea.

The blood-red blade greedily absorbed Yoo Dahee’s dripping blood.

And, as if living up to its name as the Blood Curse Sword, it activated one of its dormant abilities through the medium of Yoo Dahee’s blood.

“Huh?”

Clang, clatter, clang.

A chain, faintly tinged red, like a dog collar, materialized around Yoo Dahee’s neck.

The semi-transparent crimson chain connected both Yoo Dahee and Jin Soyeon. The feeling was unsettling.

This doesn’t seem like a special ability… Could it be the sword? Is it some kind of relic?

“What’s this now?”

Yoo Dahee frowned and tried to tear the chain off, but it was futile.

The chain couldn’t be grasped physically.

The chain itself was a curse made of blood.

“It’s one of the abilities of this sword.”

Jin Soyeon stood the Shisan Blood Sea upright.

“It’s called Blood Binding. It’s a curse that prevents the target from moving too far from the user.”

“Hah.”

Yoo Dahee scoffed.

“So, what? Are you trying to challenge me to a one-on-one? Do you have a death wish?”

Yoo Dahee smirked.

What an amusing relic. Good timing. I’ll just take it for myself.

But where did this girl find such a relic?

She was using some strange shield relic back in Busan, too…

“Anyway, usually relics like this stop working when the user dies, right?”

“That’s right.”

Jin Soyeon nodded simply.

“If the user dies, loses consciousness, or the relic is destroyed, the Blood Binding will be released.”

“Eh? You told me that way too easily.”

“Because I’m confident.”

“Oh. Confidence. Impressive.”

It wasn’t purely confidence that made her reveal the relic’s secret.

It was to keep Yoo Dahee’s attention focused on her.

“Well, is that so?”

Yoo Dahee glanced around at the other heroes, including Jin Soyeon.

Now, what should she do?

She hadn’t anticipated Jin Soyeon’s arrival.

That girl clearly isn’t someone easy to deal with.

Ah, of course, if it were a one-on-one fight, Yoo Dahee could win without too much difficulty.

But Jin Soyeon isn’t alone. If they all ganged up on her in this situation, it would be a hassle.

‘Tch. No choice then. I’ll have to call in some reinforcements.’

It was a bit disappointing, but there was no point in being stubborn in a situation like this.

There’s a time to retreat.

With that, Yoo Dahee activated her communicator.

She discreetly signaled Ryan and Seong Baeksan, who were waiting on standby until her orders came.

With just the two of them joining in, she could easily take out these guys…

Boom!

“Huh? What was that?”

Just then.

A loud explosion rang in Yoo Dahee’s ears.

Geez. That startled me. What’s with this noise?

Yoo Dahee glanced toward the source of the explosive sound.

It came from a building a short distance away.

The place where Ryan and Seong Baeksan had been hiding in secret and waiting.

There, she sensed an unknown eruption and the presence of many people.

Who the heck are they?

Could the heroes be attacking them?

Ryan and Seong Baeksan?

Yoo Dahee quickly called out through the communicator to Ryan.

“Ryan! Sir! What’s happening?”

“……Yoo Dahee.”

“Sir? Are you alright? What’s going on?”

“……A group of heroes attacked. They seem to belong to SL Group and HanYoung Clan.”

“What?”

SL Group? HanYoung?

Why would they…

What the hell is going on?

I thought their heroes weren’t going to participate in this festival.

But why are they sneaking around in large numbers to attack Ryan and Seong Baeksan?

“I’m sorry, Yoo Dahee. There are quite a few of them, so it’ll take some time to take care of it.”

“……Got it.”

Yoo Dahee responded as if she had no other choice.

And then, immediately.

“Yoo Dahee? Can you hear me?”

“Isabelle?”

This time, it was a communication from Isabelle’s party, who had been chasing Aisha to recover the orb.

“As I suspected, it was a trap. We’re currently engaging with heroes from the Church, Gaon Nuri, and OhSung Group.”

“What?”

The Church was anticipated, but Gaon Nuri and OhSung as well?

“They set a trap as if they knew we would intervene in this festival. Be careful, Yoo Dahee. We’ll finish up here and come to help as soon as possible.”

“…….”

Connection lost with a sharp click.

Yoo Dahee gently bit her lower lip.

The sudden attacks from the heroes, and the appearance of unexpected groups, clans, and heroes engaging in battle.

It was impeccably timed. Which made it all the more unnerving.

SL, HanYoung, OhSung, Gaon Nuri… Why are these clans joining forces for an attack?

Just like Isabelle said, it’s almost as if they knew we’d be here.

Could one of them be a precognitive ability user?

‘No, that can’t be. Someone with the ability to foresee the future… that person is already dead…’

“Yoo Dahee.”

In the distance.

A pair of figures—a man and a woman—began walking toward Yoo Dahee.

Step, step.

Their footsteps echoed lightly.

Yoo Dahee squinted as she looked at the man’s face.

“It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”

The man wore a cap pulled low, obscuring his face.

But instinctively, Yoo Dahee already knew who he was.

Even though her rational mind whispered that it couldn’t be, her animalistic instincts were sure.

She knew exactly who that man was.

“This is the first time since the incident in Busan, right?”

“You…”

“It’s been over half a year already. Time flies, doesn’t it?”

The man raised a hand and slowly removed the cap covering his face.

A young man with black hair was revealed, appearing to be in his late teens or early twenties.

He had a rather handsome face.

That guy, could it be…

“It’s kind of nice seeing you after so long.”

“Who are you? How…?”

“I almost died yearning to see you again.”

End of Chapter