The Saintess Syndrome was sweeping across South Korea.
Endless stories of people experiencing miracles from the Saintess flooded in.
It was all positive feedback.
In some ways, people were praising the Saintess even more than Zz.
If Zz was the light, the Saintess was a goddess.
Such were the words being thrown around.
And it made sense.
While Zz remained an enigmatic and mysterious hunter whose true identity was unknown, the Saintess,
despite being from another country, had boldly undertaken official activities in Korea.
Her endless compassion and healing touch had spread throughout the country.
She wasn’t just a hunter flaunting power, but a being who selflessly helped anyone in need, alleviating pain with a warm smile.
Every time the Saintess appeared, people would call it a “miracle” or refer to her as a “goddess.”
Many, having witnessed those she healed firsthand, began to revere her as a living saint.
On the HunterNet homepage, the Saintess was constantly trending, and the community reactions were hot.
[Who is the Saintess?]
[The Saintess’ Pilgrimage in Korea: Let’s check out her schedule]
[Healing without charging? A crisis for Korea’s medical industry]
[Welcome to the Saintess fandom. Saintess Wiki: All the info you need, including her live broadcast schedule]
[Essential guide: How to stay safe in crowded areas during the Saintess’ pilgrimage]
[I was healed by the Saintess]
(Photo)
(Certified photo)
“My mother was slowly paralyzed from the waist down after being infected by magical contamination from a gate,
but when I showed her to the Saintess, she healed her instantly.”
“I was crying right there on the spot, doing the x10 chant and coming out healed.”
“You should all get treated before she leaves for China.”
“You don’t even need to be sick to go and get treated. Just go.”
This kind of post kept appearing, making everyone wonder if it was true.
“Isn’t that magical petrification disease?”
“Yeah, treating that costs a fortune.”
“It might cost 200 million.”
“Our local healers are so bad that you need to go abroad for treatment, which costs that much.”
“From her social media feed, she might even be able to treat my erectile dysfunction.”
“Bro, seriously; you’re an embarrassment.”
“(Emoticon: That’s too far;;)”
“(Emoticon: LOL)”
“But the amazing thing is, she can actually treat erectile dysfunction.”
“F*ck, maybe I should go get treated too.”
“I might have some diseases I don’t even know about, so maybe I should go get checked out.”
[The Saintess is a goddess]
“I happened to see the Saintess walking down the street at night,
and even though she must’ve been exhausted from her pilgrimage, she was still kind enough to take a photo with me without any sign of tiredness.”
“She even asked me if I had any pains, but I was too healthy to get treated.”
“I should’ve pretended to be sick.”
“In person, she’s even more beautiful. Photos don’t do her justice.”
“She’s literally a goddess.”
“No editing at all.”
(Photo)
(Selfie with the Saintess, author’s face blurred)
“Haha, you look healthy as hell.”
“How did she even ask if you were in pain?”
“Did your prefrontal cortex get crushed?”
“Why don’t you go outside and get some fresh air?”
“Did the Saintess get eye-raped by you or something?”
“You’re making the country look bad.”
“How did you figure out their looks just by looking at their head shape?”
“Haha, you must be a real creep.”
“Stop insulting people’s looks.”
“Wow, the Saintess is legit.”
“With looks like that, shouldn’t there be some criminal accusations for looking at her?”
“You’re not going to report this?”
“The Saintess is definitely amazing.”
[Today’s Saintess story]
When I heard the Saintess was coming, I hurriedly took my father to Seoul.
Traffic was crazy because of her visit to Seoul, but since I was a top-ranking hunter, it was faster to drive than take public transport.
We checked her schedule on social media, then rushed to the next pilgrimage stop, waiting in line to finally have my father treated.
Even the Saint couldn’t do something like this…
I had been worried, but there was absolutely no need for that.
The Saint took my father into the treatment room, and within seconds, he walked out on his own two legs and hugged me.
Before the accident, my father had lost his legs while working.
If you get the chance, make sure to receive treatment as well. The Saint is truly a goddess.
“Good job.”
“You worked hard.”
“I’m glad your father is recovering well.”
“Those who doubted the Saint’s power should hurry up and get treated.”
“If you don’t go now, you’ll regret it for the rest of your life.”
A-Class, Rank 19. Baek Soul.
Nickname: [CheonmaLove]
She was one of the few Necromancers in the world.
There were hardly any like her in the country, and even globally, there were likely fewer than ten.
The association had placed a precious S-class mentor with her, anticipating her future growth, and that was no surprise.
After all, ‘Wilder Might,’ an S-class Hunter of the highest authority in the U.S., was also a Necromancer.
In other words, she was a promising talent.
When she activated her skill, the corpses around her began to stir with eerie sounds.
Clack, clack, clack, clack!
Swish, swish, swish, screech…
From the debris, broken hands scraped at the dirt, and hollow bodies, tangled with blackened bones and flesh, rose, following the caster’s commands.
Their eyes were already void of life, but their movements were driven by the skill’s power.
“Ka-ga-gak-gak!”
“Gg-ggg-ggggah!”
Although her face was innocent and sweet, her skill was terrifying. Cheon Yeoul thought to herself.
‘Well, the skill itself isn’t at fault. It all depends on how you use it.’
She, too, used her peak magic skill, Cheonma Sin-Gong.
At that moment, Baek Soul approached Cheon Yeoul with sparkling eyes.
“Senior, senior!”
“What?”
“I just wanted to call you, heh heh.”
“Let’s focus, it’s a boss battle now.”
Cheonma’s prowess was indeed legendary. The ‘Cheonma’ skill showed almost flawless movements during the battle.
Even when facing the gate boss, Captain Dullahan, there wasn’t a single moment of danger.
Its head separated from its body. A bizarre monster, the Dullahan.
Strength, speed, defense.
The monster’s overall balance was tight, making it very tricky to deal with, but it struggled to protect its head.
Clang!
In the end, Cheonma severed the Dullahan’s head.
Before Cheonma, it was just a practice target.
“Well, as you know, the Dullahan is an undead monster, so it’s weak to holy energy.”
” You might think it’s disadvantageous for a Necromancer, but actually, combining curse-type skills will create a more powerful effect. ”
“I’ll draw its attention, and then you can deal your damage.”
Even in situations where Baek Soul might have struggled to keep up, she expertly led the way, managing the entire scenario.
‘This is S-class.’
Her strength wasn’t just accumulated over time.
It was the result of a combination of absolute talent, skill,
endless effort to bring out her full potential, and instincts and judgment honed through countless battles.
The gate raid was successfully completed.
At that moment,
Baek Soul noticed a small wound on Cheon Yeoul’s arm and was startled, her face filled with concern.
“Ah! Senior, you have a wound!”
“Oh, I just scratched it while explaining. It’s fine. I’ll rest when I get home.”
“No! What if you get some weird infection from the monsters? You need to get proper treatment!”
“It’s really fine…”
Cheon Yeoul swallowed the rest of her words.
…I have an S-class healer at home.
However, Baek Soul wasn’t easily reassured, even after hearing that.
“But you still need to go through the gate tomorrow. ”
“Resting at home won’t be enough to heal you… Why don’t you go see the Saint?”
“The Saint, you mean the new national power healer from China?”
“Yes, I’ve followed her too. I believe she’s already in the country. ”
“I heard she’s an amazing healer, you should definitely go see her!”
“For such a small wound…?”
“Because you’re precious, Cheonma-nim!”
Cheon Yeoul fell into a brief thought.
Just how incredible must a healer be to earn the title of ‘National Power-level Hunter,’
a position capable of shaking an entire nation, even though they’re just a Hunter?
A healer who could instantly cure the side effects of Cheonma Sin-Gong, an S-class skill.
She wondered what kind of healer could be more impressive than her current cohabitant.
‘Zz’s identity is what I’m most curious about… but I also want to see what kind of Hunter the Saint, another National Power-level one, is.’
It would be good to aim for such a position.
She was curious to know what a Hunter ranked above S-class, a National Power-level Hunter, would be like.
“Hmmm, then shall we go?”
“Really? Then I’ll go with you.”
“Eh, why are you following me while I’m getting treated?”
“…Then I’ll just get hurt by a monster too.”
Why is a Necromancer, who should be in the back, running to the front? Fine, fine, I get it!
“Ha-ha.”
So, they went to the association.
Whispers filled the air.
“Whoa, is this the Saint? So many people here.”
“Yeah, seems like everyone wants to see the Saint at least once.”
“She really does have a… well, tall, curvy figure.”
“I’ve checked, and while some parts seem edited, I have to admit it’s all real.”
” Well, maybe not as much as Senior Byeol Star.”
“Byeol Star?”
“Want me to show you?”
After the Great Change, the popularity of Hunters in modern society had skyrocketed.
Hunters weren’t just monster hunters anymore.
They were now world-saving heroes, stars who received passionate attention from the public.
They were now under more spotlight than many celebrities.
The number of awakeners chosen by the system was small,
and if Hunters didn’t block the gates, monsters would wreak havoc in everyday life.
Moreover, if a Hunter was skilled and possessed elements that excited the public,
such as outstanding looks, physique, education, and personality,
popularity skyrocketed.
Cheon Yeoul didn’t even use social media, but a fan account that posted her highlight videos had over 5 million subscribers.
‘Actually, I run that channel, so I don’t even earn anything from it.’
No one else could have awakened after being so deeply moved while editing videos like Baek Soul.
For Cheon Yeoul, who worked in a small country on the peninsula, even she had a massive following.
But the Saint, who was now based in China and doing full-blown SNS activities, had gained worldwide popularity…
“Wow. 500 million?”
“Impressive, right? I guess this is the level of the mainland.”
“You’re telling me she took photos wearing clothes like this? ”
“There are some with her doing volunteer work, but most of them are quite… provocative.”
” Seems like she’s eager to attract attention from the public.”
“She’s not just a great healer; she knows exactly how to use her strengths.”
” Through SNS and content that stirs up public emotions, she gained massive support in a short time. ”
“That’s why she deserves the title of National Power-level Hunter.”
“…You sure know a lot about this.”
“Hehe, it’s my major.”
Of course, it was only possible if she had the skills.
If the basic skills weren’t there, such fame wouldn’t last.
That’s why the meeting with the Saint was even more exciting.
“By the way, it’s going to take quite some time to meet the Saint here.”
They would have to stand in line in the crowd and wait.
How long would they have to wait?
At that moment, Baek Soul’s expression suddenly changed.
She gently poked Cheon Yeoul in the side and whispered in a small voice.
“I feel the presence of necromancy from over there.”
“Necromancy?”
“Yes. Could there be a villain around here?”
Cheon Yeoul narrowed her eyes.
Baek Soul was a Necromancer, so she was naturally sensitive to the aura of necromancy.
“Are they using necromancy in such a crowded place?”
Is it a terrorist attack?
She expanded her senses.
Then, she felt a familiar presence.
What was it?
It felt like… a small, fragile creature that only sleeps in the corner of the room…
“Could it be, Baek Soul?”
“Did you recognize someone?”
Baek Soul.
An F-class Hunter in South Korea, but secretly possessing S-class healing abilities.
Though she wore a hat, sunglasses, and a mask to cover her face,
Cheon Yeoul, who had been training in energy perception,
alongside the S-class 19th-ranked Brain Dragon Lord, was able to identify her cohabitant right away.
She was quietly waiting in line, waiting for her turn.
Finally, it was Baek Soul’s turn.
The Saint greeted her warmly, asking,
“You’re Chinese, but your Korean is fluent.”
“Yes, how can I help you?”
Baek Soul stepped straight toward the Saint.
She raised her hand high into the air and then struck down like a lightning bolt.
In front of everyone, the Saint, Xiaolin, dramatically tilted her head.
Crack!
“…?!”
“The bad girl gets what she deserves.”
It was a fiery slap.
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