I Got an Ex-Class Omnipotent System - Chapter 57

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Chapter 57
Chapter 57: Dohyun VS Hanalin, Jiyuchan (1)
The Hunter Association occupied a considerable expanse of land, much of which was due to the sprawling gymnasium complex that dominated its grounds.
The mere fact that such a massive structure could be erected on this expensive Seoul real estate subtly demonstrated the immense power and influence wielded by the Hunter Association.
When the gymnasium was first constructed, it faced considerable opposition.
However, thanks to Han Muyeol’s forceful insistence that Hunters traversing the Black Gate needed a proper training facility—lest they perish within its depths—the project proceeded without significant complications.
In reality, all Hunters affiliated with the Hunter Association could utilize these facilities, and the amenities proved far superior to expectations.
Only this place could rival the facilities of the Four Great Guilds, which represented the pinnacle of South Korea’s strength.
Because of such benefits afforded to those affiliated with the Association, many Hunters chose to join its ranks.
Lee Heejai was one such Hunter belonging to the Association.
I’ll push myself hard today as well.
Two months had passed since I graduated from the Training Facility, yet I had already achieved E-rank status.
Possessing both talent and diligence in equal measure, on days when I didn’t venture into the Black Gate, I would come to the gymnasium to train.
Originally, I wasn’t the type to work this intensely.
When I first awakened and entered the Training Facility, I wasn’t particularly diligent.
Rather, I was just an ordinary person.
But everything changed after entering the Training Facility.
Though I had awakened as a Hunter, I initially thought that no matter how hard I tried, there were limits to what I could achieve, so I merely went through the motions. Yet after learning magic for the first time, I witnessed a true genius—something I’d never seen before.
It was Hanalin.
A genius among geniuses who wielded magic with absolute freedom, praised by the magic instructor and displaying control superior even to the instructor herself—after witnessing Hanalin’s brilliance, I found myself captivated without realizing it.
The sight of her moving gracefully, manipulating mana and causing mana flowers to bloom around her, was enough to transform me.
I knew I could never reach Narin’s level, but I resolved to climb higher through my own diligent efforts.
Should I ever meet Hanalin again, I wanted to stand before her with pride rather than regret, so I committed myself to giving my absolute best without a single moment’s hesitation.
In truth, I possessed considerable talent.
I yearned to enter the Black Gate immediately and gain real combat experience, but my assigned Party Members had prior commitments that postponed this.
I’d heard that parties sometimes disbanded due to such circumstances, but since my members were generally reliable, I wasn’t overly concerned.
Since I’d already learned all the training methods at the Training Facility, I encountered no difficulties in my regimen.
I entered the gymnasium and trained using various equipment, particularly focusing on building strength and flexibility since I was a swordsman.
It was then that I noticed a woman entering who seemed somehow familiar.
The equipment training area and the Sparring Hall were adjacent to each other, and the woman headed toward the Sparring Hall rather than the equipment section, apparently seeking to spar.
In the Sparring Hall, people sometimes sparred with strangers they’d just met, and sometimes with companions they’d arranged to meet. This woman appeared to be waiting for someone, as if her companions hadn’t yet arrived.
Observing her, I tilted my head in confusion.
What is it? Why does she seem so familiar?
Though I was certain I’d never seen her face before, there was an uncanny sense of déjà vu.
Even as this strange familiarity nagged at me, I shook my head and tried to refocus on my training.
I continued my regimen, using the equipment to strain my muscles and build greater strength.
Normally, once I focused like this, I would train without distraction, but today my concentration wavered. I set down the equipment, wiped the sweat from my brow, and took a sip of water.
As I found my gaze drifting toward the woman who had inexplicably captured my attention, I noticed a man who appeared to be her companion had arrived and stood near her.
They seemed to be conversing, and then another man arrived. After some exchange of words, the woman and the man who’d arrived first suddenly erupted with a fierce intensity, launching themselves at the Late Arrival Man.
The first man wielded a real blade, while the woman unleashed magic at full power.
Lee Heejai blinked rapidly at the sight, muttering under his breath.
“Is… is that a sparring match?”
Watching the woman’s magic, his eyes widened considerably, and upon recognizing something familiar, he found himself murmuring without conscious thought.
“Hwang Hana… Hanalin?”
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As Lee Heejai had discerned, the woman was indeed Hanalin.
Rewinding time slightly—before Lee Heejai noticed her, more precisely before Jiyuchan’s arrival—this is where our story takes us.
Hanalin appeared far from pleased, and in truth, she was in a rather disagreeable state.
“Sigh…”
She exhaled heavily, unconsciously biting her lower lip.
The transformation magic she employed concealed her alluring appearance, but that was hardly her concern at the moment.
After sending that message, Hanalin found herself drowning in regret.
She had hoped to be of help to Dohyun, who had assisted her so much, yet here she was asking for more.
‘In the end, I’ve asked for his help again…’
But there was no one else she could rely on.
Without Dohyun, deciphering the text would cost three million points. She had stubbornly attempted to decipher the manual herself, but unlike the others, even the title proved difficult to translate.
So while Dohyun was already a benefactor merely for finding the manual, asking such a benefactor for yet another favor made her feel mortified beyond measure.
As she irritably kicked at the innocent floor of the Sparring Hall, Jiyuchan arrived not long after and recognized Hanalin first.
“Ah, you’re here.”
“Sigh… you’ve arrived?”
And it seemed Jiyuchan harbored similar sentiments.
He too had requested Dohyun’s assistance, yet his expression was far from cheerful.
Jiyuchan spoke to Hanalin as expected.
“Sigh, I feel mortified asking Dohyun for help.”
“…Me too.”
“He found us the book, and now we’re asking him to explain it…”
“…We’re asking Dohyun to help us catch up to him, and it feels so wrong.”
“Right.”
For once—or rather, more often than expected—the two were remarkably in sync, though such perfect harmony was still rare between them.
As the two lamented, Dohyun arrived.
Unlike the dejected pair, Dohyun appeared remarkably cheerful. Seeing them, he tilted his head curiously and asked.
“What’s wrong? Is something bothering you both?”
Just yesterday they had enjoyed grilled pork belly together at their company gathering, so Dohyun wondered why the atmosphere had grown so heavy. Jiyuchan and Hanalin, however, remained silent like those who had eaten honey, unable to respond.
Dohyun, finding them strange, scratched his head and spoke, but soon couldn’t help himself and made them both confess.
“You found us the book, and we feel terrible asking you to explain it.”
“You’ve already helped us so much, and now we’re asking for more. It’s shameless.”
When both Hanalin and Jiyuchan spoke thus, Dohyun chuckled with an expression that said ‘what are you talking about?’
“No, we’re party members, so we help each other. You’ll help me when I need it too, right?”
“Of course!”
“Naturally!”
Hearing both of them boast so confidently, Dohyun chuckled softly and made a mental note of their words.
He would find a use for them later.
In Dohyun’s memory, the two who had promised to help him anytime were now making grand declarations without even noticing the crisis at hand, blinded by their sense of obligation.
Either way, Dohyun nodded knowingly as he observed them.
He happened to have something he wanted to test anyway, so he loosened his body casually and spoke to them.
“Then let’s spar with me—both of you coming at me with the intent to kill.”
“…?”
“??????”
When Hanalin and Jiyuchan looked at Dohyun in confusion, he continued loosening his body and answered them.
“I’ve just acquired a skill related to regeneration, and I need to verify how effective it actually is. But I can’t injure myself, right? So I’m asking you to help me inflict wounds on myself. Plus, real combat is more effective, isn’t it? We both grow and it’s a win-win situation.”
“Still….”
“Coming at you with killing intent….”
Hesitating because they felt it was strange to attack their own party member with lethal intent, both of them spoke reluctantly. Dohyun’s eyes grew cold as he regarded them.
And he spoke.
“I understand your concern. You’re worried that if you both come at me with killing intent, I might actually be in danger, right? But I’m not sure if the two of you combined could even manage to wound me once.”
At this powerful provocation, the atmosphere around Hanalin and Jiyuchan shifted noticeably.
After all, both of them had initially challenged Dohyun because they wanted to defeat him.
So Dohyun’s provocation—that even if they attacked together, they couldn’t land a single wound on him—was certainly enough to sting their pride.
Yet gratitude and guilt toward Dohyun still lingered within them, so despite the shift in atmosphere, both showed clear signs of hesitation.
Dohyun smirked at the sight.
They really were softhearted after all.
With that thought, Dohyun changed his approach.
He realized that these two needed a request, not a provocation.
“I want to enter the D-rank Zone right away and test this, but since D-rank is genuinely dangerous, I want to master it first. Who else would I ask but you two?”
At Dohyun’s words, Hanalin and Jiyuchan reluctantly nodded in agreement.
If he desired it so much and it would help Dohyun, they would do it gladly, raising their fighting spirit accordingly.
As both of them unleashed their killing intent toward Dohyun, he felt a chill run down his spine.
‘Oh, this is.’
When an aura that even Dohyun couldn’t take lightly spread through the area, everyone near the Sparring Hall couldn’t help but turn their heads.
At that moment, with a serious expression, Dohyun drew a longsword and a short sword.
Both were real blades.
Shing—
Realizing Dohyun’s seriousness, Jiyuchan and Hanalin also drew their real weapons—sword and staff—and aimed them at Dohyun.
And as Dohyun looked at the two of them, he felt the Guardian’s Body activate.
It seemed like a passive skill, but could such a thing exist in this world that wasn’t a game?
The Guardian’s Body was like an inner cultivation technique in martial arts.
When mana circulated through predetermined pathways in the body, it elevated the body’s regenerative capacity to an absurd degree.
Feeling the activated Guardian’s Body, Dohyun looked at them and spoke.
“Come on then.”
Those words, delivered with a murderous aura, were sharp enough that Jiyuchan and Hanalin felt genuinely threatened, and immediately both of them used what was called mana suppression—a technique to disperse Dohyun’s killing intent with their own overwhelming pressure.
Yet the oppressive aura he unleashed, now amplified by the dignity of a sovereign, was overwhelmingly more formidable than what the two of them had projected, and it began to crush them.
Crunch, crunch, crunch——
As gravity seemed to grow heavier, Jiyuchan and Hanalin could suddenly feel it.
They sensed a colossal Monster standing before them, as if they were facing the Blind Guide itself.

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