The Female Lead Saves the World - Chapter 255

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Yeo Joo Saves the World
Part 2, Episode 76

The top floor of the Training Building, where Han Ji Sung and Chung Soo’s Research Lab was located.
I knocked on the pale yellow door at the far end of the hallway.
Knock, knock.
“Yo Na, it’s me, your sister.”
“…Sister?”
I could faintly hear Sung Yo Na’s voice from inside before the door opened.
Sung Yo Na squinted against the bright midday light streaming through the hallway window, then smiled softly when she saw me.
“Sister, what brings you here?”
“You haven’t been coming out of the Secret Workshop at all, so I came to check on you. Is it okay if I come in for a bit?”
“The inside is such a mess. Just a moment!”
The door closed in front of me, and after some time had passed, Sung Yo Na returned with a slightly flushed face, bashfully guiding me into the Secret Workshop.
“Please, come in.”
“Wow, so this is what it looks like inside.”
Though it was a space within the Justice Guild, no one except the Secret Workshop’s owner knew what it actually looked like.
It was a Subspace created through Sung Yo Na’s ability, not a conventional architectural space.
Looking at Sung Yo Na’s Secret Workshop with the feeling of a navigator who had set foot on a new continent, it was quintessentially Sung Yo Na.
Like a cottage from a fairy tale.
There were furniture made from roughly hewn wood, and on one side, a small fire in the fireplace was burning logs.
In front of it sat an unfinished knitting bundle and a rocking chair, and through the window, a blue forest of unknown location was visible.
One distinctive feature was a large bed placed right in the center.
Seeing the rumpled blankets, I asked.
“Were you sleeping? Did I wake you up?”
“Oh! No! That’s my research spot.”
“You do research…lying down?”
“Subspace research tends to go better when I’m in the position I’m most comfortable in…”
“Oh, I see.”
I nodded before asking.
“But if you just keep lying around like this, it can’t be good for your body, right?”
Two weeks had already passed since I was discharged from the hospital.
In other words, I hadn’t seen Sung Yo Na since December.
“I heard you don’t even come down to the Guild Dining Hall much. Are you eating properly?”
“Yes, sort of…But I feel like I’m just about to find a breakthrough with a little more research…”
“A breakthrough?”
“Well, it’s like this.”
Sung Yo Na explained her findings.
During arrow-dodging training before, she’d experienced a sensation as if spacetime had frozen, and if she could harness it properly, it might become tremendously useful to me.
“If there’s progress, I think it could be applied to all sorts of different situations, not just for me.”
“Right? Though it seems like I’ve hit a wall lately with this slump….”
“But before that, I’m worried you’re going to collapse first.”
I casually smoothed down Sung Yo Na’s disheveled hair with my fingers, then pushed her toward the door.
“Huh, unnie?”
“Let’s just head outside first. We’ll breathe in some fresh air, eat something delicious, and then your mind will work better.”
“B-but still!”
“Come on, hurry up!”

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The moment we stepped into the bright light, Sung Yo Na squinted in discomfort, but her eyes soon widened like a rabbit’s as she looked around.
“Unnie, is there a festival today?”
“Well, you could call it a festival. It’s the day we’re selecting the four teams, and I decided to make it a big event.”
The place I’d brought Sung Yo Na to was a large open ground that remained on the Justice Guild grounds.
Or rather, what used to be an open ground.
“Are they conducting interviews in that big tent over there?”
“Yeah. We’re selecting ten out of forty applicants, so the Guild Master and Yoo Jin Rok are going to have their hands full.”
“There are food trucks and beverage trucks over there too!”
“Everyone needs to eat, right? Our Guild Dining Hall is pretty spacious, but it seems we shouldn’t bring outsiders into the Dormitory Building, so that’s why.”
“It must have cost a lot of money….”
“…could you not mention money?”
Thinking about the budget I’d executed for today, my stomach churned, and I laughed weakly.
Despite that, the reason I’d made such a grand production was simple.
I wanted to show that the Justice Guild had reached this level of scale.
The people coming for interviews were outsiders, after all.
Outsiders who could talk about the Justice Guild to fellow hunters and on online communities.
If rumors spread that “I went for an interview at the Justice Guild, but it was so poor there was nothing,” that would be problematic in many ways.
So I made the bold decision to invite some journalists as well.
Asking them to cover it enjoyably and write good articles.
Me, Yeo Joo.
I’m the kind of woman who spends when it counts.
“Still, I feel satisfied seeing it all set up like this.”
With forty interview participants and their companions mixed in, along with guild members enjoying this rare event, the Justice Guild was currently in the midst of a mini festival.
As I looked around with excitement, Han Ji Sung, holding a coffee in one hand, spotted us and approached with a smile.
“Yo Na, it’s been a while since you came out? Did Yeo Joo bring you?”
“If I left her alone, I thought mold would grow on the kid, so I dragged her out of the Secret Workshop.”
At my response, Ji Sung reached over and gently stroked my head.
“Yeah. If you’re saying it’s that serious, it must have been really bad—and you don’t exaggerate about these things.”
“I’m telling you, it wasn’t a joke. …Wait, something feels off.”
“Oh, right. Yeo Joo, there’s a truck over there selling that fried chicken snack you love.”
I couldn’t resist fried chicken.
It was a vendor I’d been eagerly anticipating ever since we’d signed the contract.
I took Sung Yo Na’s hand and asked Ji Sung, “Are you heading back to the Research Lab?”
“I have to. That mana storage research I mentioned last time is finally making real progress.”
“You and Sung Yo Na both. Got it. See you later, then.”
After parting ways with Ji Sung, I bought a cup of fried chicken and made my way to the grassy field where the crowds had gathered thickest.
Since it was winter and we couldn’t sit on the ground, folding tables and chairs had been set up, and a large screen dominated the space.
“Looks like it’s already started.”
I spoke while watching Kang Han and Yoo Jin Rok on the display.
“This is really delicious. Unnie, let’s drink something while we eat.”
“Sure.”
“But is that footage coming from inside the Interview Hall?”
“It has to be. That way, no one can complain about fairness or anything like that. We announced it from the start when we posted the four-team recruitment—that the interview would be broadcast.”
“That’s a smart way to avoid gossip.”
“Right? Someone came up with it.”
I shrugged and took a long sip of zero-calorie cola when a new interviewee entered the frame on screen.
A man who looked to be in his mid-to-late twenties entered with a gentle smile, showing no signs of nervousness.
[ “Hello.” ]
I noted that his voice was surprisingly bright for his age and focused on the screen.
[ “My name is Choi Han Gyeol.” ]
Choi Han Gyeol?
Was there someone by that name among the applicants?
I thought I’d skimmed through most of the documents, but it seemed I’d missed someone.
Kang Han and Yoo Jin Rok had selected the final interviewees for the four teams.
I’d simply read through the applications and subtly recommended a few people who had been mentioned in the 【Sejong Chronicles】, nothing more.
Several of those I’d suggested hadn’t made it to the interview stage.
[ “My skill is illusion magic. It’s nothing special, but…. I can create flames like this. And, uh…, I can become a tree like this too.” ]
“That’s quite a unique ability.”
Sung Yo Na offered a measured assessment.
I agreed with her.
The illusory flames that couldn’t actually burn anything seemed useless, but the tree transformation magic could prove quite useful inside a dungeon.
If I were being chased and had nowhere to go, I could summon the illusion of surrounding vegetation to hide.
[ “I’d like to see your casting speed. Could you create a large butterfly as quickly as possible?” ]
At Yoo Jin Rok’s request, Choi Han Gyeol seemed momentarily flustered but nodded.
[ “Ah, yes. A large butterfly.” ]
“Oh, yes. A big butterfly.”
A massive tiger butterfly materialized in the air with remarkable speed, appearing with a soft pop.
[“Try creating as many butterflies as you can manage this time.”
“As many as possible… ten at most.”]
I adhered to both the speed of manifesting illusions and the maximum number of illusions I could maintain simultaneously.
Seeing how Yoo Jin Rok kept testing me with various tasks, it was clear he was quite pleased with me.
Illusion magic had no physical destructive power, but its applications were boundless depending on how one wielded it.
Still, I tilted my head in confusion.
“Why do the illusions have so much noise and static in them?”

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