Complete Victory Festival 6

Things in the world don’t always go as planned.

Even if you have knowledge of the future.

“That was excellent!”

Because this wasn’t simply a world inside a novel, but reality where people live.

“Truly, it was a speech that moved the heart!”

She takes a deep breath.

The man’s figure enters Han Seo-yeon’s eyes.

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[Kim Il-soo]

Lv. : 92

Exp : 8096/96000

HP : 200

MP : 180

[Status]

Strength : 95(Rank : A)

Agility : 95(Rank : A)

Intelligence : 70(Rank : B)

(Remaining distributable points : 0)

[Special Skill]

Supporting Star – Guardian of the Sun{Rank : ■}

[Original Skill]

Unique Ability/Enhancement – Body Multiplication(Rank : A)

[Normal Skill]

Charisma(Rank : B)

1UP(Rank : S)

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Level 92.

Ability rank A, and all three stats of strength, agility, and intelligence were B-rank or higher.

He’s strong.

Not just compared to the original protagonist at this point, but even more than the current Han Seo-yeon.

An overpowered protagonist should be prepared for anything, but perhaps Han Seo-yeon might be disqualified as an overpowered protagonist.

“Compared to that…”

She swallowed dry saliva.

Kim Il-soo’s legs moved.

“You’re disqualified as a soldier.”

With a bang.

The kick shot out like a bullet.

“Cough…!”

The one kicked wasn’t Han Seo-yeon.

“Wh-why…”

“Are you asking because you don’t know?”

Maeng Jeong-hwan couldn’t even react.

His pig-like bulky body was smashed into the wall.

“I clearly told you to eliminate the target. Yet, even though you could have quickly dealt with the target, you wasted time with unnecessary torture. This constitutes disobedience of a superior’s orders.”

An oppressive charisma is felt.

Dense killing intent pressed down on Maeng Jeong-hwan.

“A firing squad wouldn’t be wasted on you.”

“Fi-firing squad…!”

Finally, Maeng Jeong-hwan fainted with foam at his mouth.

A wet yellow liquid flowed from his pants.

“How unsightly. To think I employed such a person as talent, I must be past my prime too.”

Kim Il-soo turned his gaze.

“Well, we’ll decide how to deal with him later…”

His gaze eventually turned to Lee Ha-yul and Han Seo-yeon.

“…First, let’s continue the operation.”

Han Seo-yeon adjusted her stance.

The sword tip pointed at Kim Il-soo.

“That spirit that doesn’t tremble even in front of me. Spirited. I like it very much.”

A strong one who defeated the protagonist twice even in the original work.

A combat-type Awakener with a level over 90.

The strongest even among Players.

Honestly speaking, the odds of winning weren’t high.

Unlike with Michaela.

This is real combat.

Not a sparring match.

“I don’t want to kill you.”

The old soldier muttered.

“You’re talented. If you weren’t born in a world ruled by a con artist, you could have become an excellent soldier. Maybe even a general.”

It was the words of a villain with circumstances.

Words that Han Seo-yeon as a reader would have sympathized with.

[The Falling Star Swordsman of the Academy] is a depressing story.

It was a depressing story, and it also had some cliché twists.

While the protagonist is just kind and gentle, there are also overpowered villains with their own beliefs.

In some sense, there were several villains more attractive to encounter as a reader than the frustratingly simple protagonist.

Lee Yeon was like that.

Kim Il-soo was like that too.

Indeed, they’re attractive, three-dimensional characters as a reader.

But Han Seo-yeon as the protagonist couldn’t like them.

No matter what excuses anyone makes, they were criminals.

At this moment, Han Seo-yeon was certain.

They have their own circumstances.

They have excuses to say it couldn’t be helped.

That was all.

They were all just excuses.

“Won’t you step back here?”

“No.”

He hurts a child, tries to kill her.

Han Seo-yeon couldn’t turn her back on someone who commits such evil acts.

“I won’t step back. Absolutely not.”

She will save her.

Lee Ha-yul, who is just an utterly ordinary girl.

“Please. I really don’t want to kill─”

“Cut the crap.”

Kim Il-soo, who was a true soldier serving the people, might be a victim of Gates and monsters.

He might be a victim of the times, framed with false charges and stripped of his soldier status.

“You’re just a murderer.”

So what?

That doesn’t become a reason to allow murder.

“Just a senile terrorist.”

“…”

Kim Il-soo didn’t get excited.

He just felt regretful.

“Brainwashing education is truly frightening. Is this the limit of the AG generation after all…”

Kim Il-soo hates con artists more than anyone.

At the same time, he failed to realize that he himself was no different from a con artist.

“It can’t be helped.”

Come to think of it, what was the development at this point in the original work?

Maeng Jeong-hwan tries to kill Lee Ha-yul but fails.

Rather, the protagonist stops Lee Ha-yul just before she’s about to kill Maeng Jeong-hwan.

For the sole reason that murder isn’t allowed even if the opponent is a terrorist.

At the time, she thought it was just a frustrating development.

“You can rest assured. Even so, I have no intention of killing you.”

It was an ironic story.

She hated depressing stories so much, but when compared to the current situation, that one was relatively better.

“I just think re-education is necessary.”

Kim Il-soo loosened up.

“I will surely…”

In an instant.

Kim Il-soo’s figure disappeared.

“Make you into an excellent young person.”

A fist shoots out.

Wrapped in speed.

His ability is body multiplication.

An ability that doesn’t match Lee Ha-yul’s enhancement.

However, with the user’s level exceeding 90, that fact alone made the A-rank ability exert power surpassing S-rank.

“…!”

Fierce and fast punches rain down.

She barely deflects them with her sword.

A battle with an enhancement-type Player.

With the opponent’s level being higher, a head-on clash of power was far from the right choice.

However, the option of evasion was impossible.

If Han Seo-yeon turned her back even a little, Lee Ha-yul would die.

─Omnidirectional Swordsmanship.

She blocks.

Han Seo-yeon’s sword deflects each of the man’s fists.

The Falling Star Sword’s blade pierces the skin of the fists, splattering blood, transcending the level difference.

Yet Kim Il-soo’s fists don’t stop, as if pleased.

Though it’s bare flesh against a sword, the one being pushed back is clear.

Even with the most flexibly used technique originally for attack, it’s purely defensive.

“Truly amazing! Such skill despite being powerless!”

She needs to look for an opening.

One strike is enough.

If she can use that technique that cuts down constellations, she can take down Kim Il-soo in one hit.

“How about this!”

─There’s no opening to be seen.

Even though she deflected every fist thrown, Kim Il-soo remained relaxed throughout.

He increased speed and power with an unperturbed expression.

Shock accumulated in her body following the sword.

Though she didn’t check her status window, her HP must be gradually decreasing.

“The more I see, the more impressed I am! You must have spared no effort to build up this skill!”

There’s no sense of carelessness.

The man stronger than her showed not even a partial opening.

Don’t get impatient.

She mustn’t get impatient.

There’s only one chance.

Given this level of physical spec difference, a technique shown once isn’t expected to work twice.

“But.”

His aura changes.

Killing intent incomparable to before.

“This is as far as it goes.”

The operation must be swift.

Kim Il-soo had no intention of forgetting the operation’s objective by getting carried away like Maeng Jeong-hwan.

“Kuhak…!”

Breaking through countless sword paths, Kim Il-soo’s fist strikes her solar plexus.

She couldn’t avoid it.

If she had, the man would have passed by Han Seo-yeon pretending to throw a punch and headed for Lee Ha-yul.

Her body wasn’t pierced through.

The man’s purpose wasn’t killing in the first place.

Dry heaving erupted.

Droplets of saliva sprayed.

Her posture crumbles.

Not missing that momentary opening, Kim Il-soo’s knife hand strikes Han Seo-yeon’s abdomen in succession.

“Ah, agh…!”

Han Seo-yeon’s body rolled on the ground.

“We’ll educate you slowly at our headquarters. Lie down for a while.”

Passing by the fallen Han Seo-yeon, Kim Il-soo walks.

“Ah…”

To kill Lee Ha-yul who couldn’t even move.

“No…!”

She has to stop him.

She can’t let her die.

This is the original work twisted by Han Seo-yeon herself.

She twisted the set happy ending with personal selfishness.

Then at least, those who should have had a happy ending originally should be given a fitting ending.

Yet why is she so weak?

Despite claiming to be an overpowered protagonist.

Despite being so confident she could handle her younger sister’s unhappiness.

‘Move.’

She reaches out her hand.

It’s far.

Too far to reach.

‘Move, please…’

Even though a child is about to be killed before her eyes.

‘Move, move! Please…!’

He stops walking.

With a crack.

The sound of a fist clenching is heard.

“─Stop.”

Stop.

Sadly, even her mouth won’t open.

“What is…”

And.

“Snow…?”

In a warm season when sunlight should shine down.

An untimely winter arrives.

“This is…”

Then a snowstorm swept in.

Kim Il-soo is pushed back by the fiercely approaching storm.

‘Who…’

Who could it be?

Who could make that Kim Il-soo retreat?

“Ah…”

Silver hair ripples like waves.

Strangely, warmth is felt in the cold air.

“…Sen, ior?”

Michaela Wittelsbach.

She stood in front of Han Seo-yeon.

“How did you, get here…”

There’s no sign of pro hunters arriving yet.

Only she, a student, appeared alone.

“It was all over your expression.”

Expression.

That small change.

“You didn’t look like yourself. That’s all.”

With just that, she noticed and came running.

“And I would have said.”

A back that looks so dependable despite her small frame.

It puts her mind at ease.

“Rest.”

She rests.

Depending on someone else at that.

“Is that, okay?”

It was something impossible for an overpowered protagonist.

“Just keep resting.”

“…Is it okay, to rest?”

“Of course.”

“Really?”

“You can leave the rest to me.”

Just for today, is it okay to be spoiled?

Like a heroine instead of a protagonist.

“…That’s not okay.”

It’s not okay.

She can’t do that.

“That alone, is not okay…”

Han Seo-yeon is the protagonist.

She has a duty to shoulder everything.

She couldn’t push that onto someone else.

So,

“I shouldn’t, rest,”

Seeing that back, she unconsciously feels relieved.

No matter how she tries to resist, her tension loosens and she falls into deep sleep.

“I, shouldn’t, rest…”

The girl’s eyelids close.

“Ho.”

Only Kim Il-soo and Michaela remained.

“So you’re that foreigner I’ve only heard rumors about.”

Kim Il-soo growled as if displeased.

“Step aside.”

“…”

“This is our country’s problem, not a place for an outsider to interfere!”

It wasn’t a simple scolding.

It was a lion’s roar filled with killing intent.

Combined with his unique charisma, an ordinary student might have fainted.

“…”

Michaela refrained from speaking.

She stretched out her hand.

Not grabbing the sword at her waist, but a posture as if trying to take out and grasp something from thin air.

Kim Il-soo couldn’t understand.

Of course.

Because Michaela’s ability was publicly known as S-rank elemental.

Suddenly, a status window enters Kim Il-soo’s eyes.

The level is 100.

The name of the ability is─

[It’s been a while since I’ve used this.]

The sword resonates.

Born in the world called Earth, she had never used her original power.

That power was so great that its mere existence could threaten ordinary people, and she had never met an opponent worthy of wielding such power.

“Come─”

But at this moment.

Michaela didn’t hesitate.

“Sword of winter light.”

Immediately after, Kim Il-soo’s vision turned white.

The world changed its appearance to pure white.

Everything was snow-white.

Despite it being spring.

Despite being inside a building.

Only the cold winter wind pierced the lungs.

─The Milky Way can be grasped.

One sword path,

Reveals itself beyond the bitter cold.

“It’s checkmate.”

The universe.

The vast sea of galaxies revealed itself.

It was a strike that crushed space.

“─!”

“Disappear.”

A hell where death feels light completely swallowed Kim Il-soo’s body.

It was a strange thing, Lee Ha-yul thought.

She had spouted so much verbal abuse.

Treated her harshly and coldly.

Moreover, it was an unheard-of enemy that nullified abilities.

Yet the black-haired, red-eyed girl tried to protect her.

Her life.

Even risking her own life.

How could she do that?

How was she able to do that?

When she’s just, powerless.

Lee Ha-yul couldn’t understand.

That powerless person’s way of thinking.

…It’s almost as if, the values she had believed in all her life were wrong.