Ch.117Somebody’s Going to Tell Me to Be a National-Level Authority

“I can’t defeat him with a sword.”

I seemed to understand what those words meant.

“You’re fighting with ‘one arm’.”

“…What?”

“I mean it literally, brother. I can turn my entire body into blades. In other words, coming at me with just one sword is like a boxer stepping into the ring with only one arm.”

The prince who inherited the Han surname.

With four of Han Shinwoo’s children appearing, he couldn’t waste energy on kaijufication just to take down one of them.

It meant he needed to conserve his strength for now.

But honestly speaking, this guy’s skill exceeded that of Lee Heejeong, the first person he had defeated twenty years ago.

“Silas Knife!”

“Urgh?!”

If the mother, Lee Heejeong, was just a “monster” who relied on brute strength, this guy was a “human” who combined that power with precise technique.

Clang!

Kakakak…!

“I’ve turned all my fingers into blades. Now I’m a ten-sword style swordsman!”

“Yeah, good for you…!”

Yujin caught the holy sword descending toward his head with both hands.

His blade-transformed fingers wouldn’t be cut off, and rather, with a body that could move much more freely than any sword…

Clang!

“?!”

After easily deflecting the holy sword, Yujin transformed his clenched fist into a spear and thrust it toward Han Jaewon’s side.

“Silas…”

“Tch!”

“Strike!”

Kwang!

It was less like a human fist and more like a sharp slash.

Jaewon immediately read the trajectory and defended with the back of his blade, but he could barely block it.

And to him, Yujin, who could transform his entire body into blades, said:

“Is it okay to just block with one arm, brother?”

“…!!”

“Hurry up and use kaijufication, otherwise it’s no fun.”

He aimed his index finger at his brother’s forehead, who still wasn’t fighting seriously.

“Silas Butterfly.”

In that moment, the sweat droplet forming at his fingertip crystallized and nearly pierced through Jaewon’s head in an instant.

He barely dodged by turning his head, but this threw him off balance, and the fist he had barely blocked earlier came at his side.

“Now fly away.”

Yujin launched Jaewon like a bullet toward the Hunter Association building.

Kwang!

“Jaewon!”

“…Grandmother, I’m fine.”

Rolling, unable to move because both were Shinwoo’s family, had a panicked expression seeing Jaewon suddenly flying to her side.

However, Jaewon merely spat out blood-mixed saliva.

“You want me to use kaijufication?”

“Yes.”

“Then you should go first. The one who makes the suggestion should lead by example—didn’t they teach you that at the Imperial Academy?”

“…! Indeed! I hadn’t thought of that! Brother, you’re quite clever for an outsider!”

…Fortunately, his opponent was a fool.

Jaewon clenched his fist, thinking he could now see Yujin’s full power.

“Then I’ll show you.”

“……”

“My kaijufication!”

“…!”

To set an example as a brother.

Yujin released all the black lightning surging within his body and…

“KRAAAAAAAA-!!”

Immediately succeeded in kaijufication with a roar.

“Hahahahaha!”

“So this is the kaijufication of a royal with the Han surname…”

“My, my goodness… what on earth is that?”

“This is my full power! How about it, brother? Do you feel like using kaijufication now?”

Black horns grew from his head.

Black mana, the trace of kaijufication, surged around his body, his skin turned white, and most notably, his chest was covered with what appeared to be monster skin armor.

‘His stats have obviously all increased, and about half his body is covered in monster skin?’

Kaijufication other than his own.

He had seen it in documents at the rebel base, but this was his first time seeing it in person.

It was a strange feeling.

So this was the symbol of inheriting Han Shinwoo’s blood—kaijufication.

“By the way, my durability in this state is at least five times what it was before.”

“……”

“In other words, unless you also use kaijufication, you’re absolutely no match for me, brother!”

“Is that so?”

“…?”

His mother and father must have really gotten along well.

The other siblings might all have that level as their limit for kaijufication, but not him.

Whether it was good compatibility, or because he was the first child and inherited the most power.

Looking at Yujin’s seemingly incomplete kaijufication, Jaewon had many thoughts.

And while he originally needed to conserve his strength…

‘I’m… not alone right now.’

The Villain’s Troupe was still intact, supporting him from behind.

And there was Grandmother, Teacher Lee Jin-ah, and his father—though somewhat unreliable, he was still fine.

Rather, if he held back for various reasons while everyone else was doing their best, that could lead to our defeat.

He never wanted that to happen again.

“You told me to use kaijufication.”

“Yes.”

“Then I’ll show you. My kaijufication.”

Hearing Jaewon’s words, Yujin smiled as if pleased.

As black lightning began to surge around Jaewon’s body, as a brother, he should have felt…

Crack… Crackle!

“Huh?”

A sense of kinship.

But what was that?

An abnormally vast energy continued to flow endlessly from Jaewon’s body.

The amount was already more massive than not only himself but all the family members he knew in the imperial palace.

“Grrrr…”

“…Father?”

Just as the memory of his father’s kaijufication, which he had seen only once before, flashed through his mind.

“KRAAAAAAAA-!!”

With a tremendous roar, black lightning surged, and Jaewon’s body was suddenly completely covered in black armor.

Face, legs, torso, even fingertips. Everything.

Seeing this perfect kaijufication with the now-blackened holy sword in hand, Yujin could no longer just smile.

“What is this…!”

As he stepped back with a shocked expression, Jaewon raised his blade and said:

“Fighting with one arm?”

“…!”

“Let’s see if you can win with just one arm until the end.”

“This is… troublesome!”

***

Kwang!

“Kuhak?!”

“Blocking is useless!”

Shina’s kaijufied fist was beyond what Yoo Cheran could handle.

She raised both arms to guard, but such defense was meaningless as she was pushed by the fist through the house wall and flew outside again.

“Kuk kuk. I remember. Twenty years ago, you were still a C-rank Hunter. Do you think you can defeat me, a National Disaster-level monster, with just that level of skill?”

“Huff… huff… you’re certainly strong.”

“Yes! And you’re pathetically weak right now.”

Yoo Cheran, collapsed in the yard and unable to properly control her body, seemed to have taken a heavy blow.

Shina jumped toward her, about to deliver the next strike…

“Stop it!”

“G-Grandfather?!”

“Please stop. I’m begging you.”

But thanks to her grandfather’s intervention, Shina had to slam her raised arms into the ground instead of Yoo Cheran.

“I still don’t understand what’s going on with Shinwoo’s children! Why are you two suddenly fighting? Please stop now, child.”

“Grandfather…”

“If there’s a problem you want to solve, I’ll definitely help you. So please, no more violence.”

Had there ever been someone who cared for her this much in her life?

Of course not.

Shina knew this fact better than anyone, which is why being in a position where family worried about her felt both grateful and sorrowful.

Because it was all pointless anyway.

“I can’t, Grandfather. I received orders from His Majesty.”

“His Majesty…?”

“Yes, if I complete this mission well, maybe even a late child like me could be loved. By none other than Father!”

“!!”

“…He’s right, Mr. Seokgyu.”

“Even you, Cheran…!”

“I don’t know why he hates me so much, but once designated, this is a problem that we two must solve. So please trust me and step back.”

Meanwhile, Yoo Cheran, who had somehow managed to get up, told Lee Seokgyu the same thing as Shina.

The atmosphere suggested both sides wanted this fight.

Normally, he should have continued to stop them, but…

“…Alright.”

Making an emotional rather than rational judgment, Lee Seokgyu had no choice but to step away from between the two.

“Ha! A problem we need to solve together?”

“Yes. That’s right.”

This lady who’s nearly dying from just one punch.

“Lady, you’re going to die at this rate.”

“L-Lady…!”

“Hmph, you should have gracefully accepted our father’s heart before becoming a chicken coop! Why did you act all high and mighty and end up like that!”

Bang bang bang bang!

Yoo Cheran was once again being one-sidedly pummeled by kaijufied fists.

“Die! Die! Die! Die! Die!”

Just a C-rank Hunter level nobody.

She who was known as Korea’s promising talent was about to die without knowing her place…

“Aaah~!!”

“?!”

…or so it seemed.

“I didn’t want to use this here!”

“…What?”

“Since you’re Master Shinwoo’s daughter, I’ll give you a special lesson in manners!”

Despite her bold words, her body was already in tatters.

The blood flowing down had already formed a red puddle under her shadow, and there didn’t seem to be a single intact part of her body.

That should have been the case, but.

Shiver.

“W-What’s this?”

A sudden chill.

Instinctively stepping back, Shina was sweating nervously.

“Watch carefully!”

“Why are you suddenly acting like this?!”

“And don’t tell anyone about this yet because it’s still incomplete!!”

A small club had somehow appeared in Yoo Cheran’s hand.

Then, as it began to create a massive storm and emit a white magical light…

“Divine Tool…”

“What?!”

“Release!”

As if a dragon had wrapped around Yoo Cheran.

Fighter Hunters who cannot equip gear.

The divine artifact, said to be a creation of the gods, the only thing such Fighter Hunters could use in this world.

A divine tool rated as equivalent to the holy sword Arondight…

“Ryongsanmuhyeom!”

With the ornate dragon-patterned three-section staff on her shoulder, Yoo Cheran revealed herself at full power before the dumbfounded Shina.