I’ve Never Seen a Saint who can use Magic so Well

Earth slowly regained its peace.
For a while, Si-Hyun and many of the world’s Hunters were busier than ever.
They had to reduce the number of already-existing Gates.

As Evan had explained to Si-Hyun, Gates would continue to appear.
But compared to the past, their frequency and difficulty had drastically changed.
One expert even remarked:

[If not for the sudden surge in dungeon appearances, humanity might have gradually adapted to the Gate phenomenon and found a natural balance.]

In the end, humanity survived the great catastrophe.
Standing at the brink of extinction, they had managed to endure.

And at the heart of their survival—
Were the sacrifices of a few heroes.

Jeong Si-Hyun, Kim Ji-Ah, Yeo Dohyung, Jason Turner, and the Knight Guild Master.

The world praised their efforts.
Their names would never be forgotten.

Governments officially recorded their achievements.
The media covered the team’s accomplishments in endless headlines.

Those who had once trembled in fear at the emergence of unmeasurable-rank dungeons—
Now lived without being consumed by terror.
They remembered the sacrifices and struggles of the heroes and celebrated their continued efforts.

And so, amid the returning peace—

The Knight Guild Master once again retired from the public eye.
He enjoyed a quiet life in his home, living in the tranquility he had earned.
Yet, thanks to his students’ frequent visits, he was never truly alone.
Si-Hyun was among them.

Lately, she had taken up playing Go with him in addition to their usual chess games.

Meanwhile, the Wing Guild flourished.
Many Hunters leaving the Cheongrim Guild ended up joining the Wing Guild, drawn by their connection with Da-Young.
Da-Young carefully selected new members, maintaining a reasonable guild size.

Her bond with Si-Hyun remained strong.

“Da-Young unni, I want to make a gift for my sibling.”

“Hm? Have something in mind?”

“Yes, I was thinking of using magic stones to craft a voice-altering accessory…”

Si-Hyun calmly explained her idea.

Da-Young listened with an amused smile.
Once Si-Hyun finished, Da-Young tilted her head playfully.

“By the way, Si-Hyun.”

“Yes?”

“Say it again. It sounds so nice.”

“…Say what?”

“Call me unni again.”

“…Da-Young ssi.”

“Agh, come on!”

So stubborn.

Da-Young pouted, while Si-Hyun’s lips curved into a small smile.

“You can make the magic tool, right?”

“Of course!”

“Really?”

“Have I ever failed to make something you asked for?”

“Then I’ll be counting on you.”

Si-Hyun nodded with a quiet smile.

And then, in a softer voice, she murmured,

“…Thanks, Da-Young unni.”

“Eee! I told you it sounds better when you say it!”

Grinning ear to ear, Da-Young suddenly pulled Si-Hyun into a hug.@@novelbin@@

Si-Hyun stiffened for a moment, caught off guard.
Her hands hovered awkwardly in the air, unsure where to place them.
After a brief hesitation, she slowly let them rest against Da-Young’s back.