The Female Lead Saves the World - Chapter 257

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Yeo Joo Saves the World
Part 2, Episode 78

“Ah, so there’s a nonbeliever here as well.”
Bishop Yi looked at me with an expression of such pity, his eyes drooping at the corners in a way that made my skin crawl.
“I wonder how much they’ll all regret this later?”
Bishop Yi approached me, clicking his tongue disapprovingly, and spoke.
“I’ll tell you something special, Yeo Joo. I am the one and only messiah of this world. The savior.”
His whispered voice carried not a shred of doubt as he imparted this momentous secret.
He truly believed it.
That he was this world’s salvation.
They say the truly insane have the clearest eyes.
His unnaturally dark pupils gleamed so brightly it sent shivers down my spine.
“You’re spouting messiah nonsense.”
Of course, nothing kind would come from my mouth.
“A charlatan telling others to die quietly, and now you’re ranting about being a messiah.”
Even at my harsh words spoken from genuine contempt, Bishop Yi laughed softly.
It wasn’t the laughter of someone truly amused.
Rather, it was the laughter of someone showing magnanimous tolerance toward insignificant vermin.
“That’s right. You couldn’t possibly understand the loneliness of someone who knows a future others don’t, Yeo Joo.”
I nearly burst out laughing at that.
Why wouldn’t I understand?
I know it far better than you do.
At the same time, the fact that this creature harbored thoughts similar to mine infuriated me.
Bishop Yi stood at the absolute opposite end of the spectrum from me.
The Apocalypse Cult’s leader believed the world’s fate was already sealed in apocalypse, and that he was the guide leading foolish humanity toward that predetermined future.
I made no effort to hide the hostility rising within me as I spoke.
“Disappear quietly before you call people and drag them out.”
I turned to open the first-floor door, but a powerful grip seized my wrist painfully.
“We haven’t finished our conversation yet?”
“I have nothing more to say to a charlatan.”
I thrashed my arm trying to wrench free, but either these lunatics were incredibly strong, or my efforts proved futile—my wrist throbbed sharply instead.
Bishop Yi pulled me toward him and asked with a grinding intensity.
“How did you know?”
“What nonsense. Let go—”
“How did you know who I am? Answer me.”
It was the moment I thought his final words sounded oddly strange.

[ The ‘Know as Much as You See (EX)’ skill has halved the effect of the ‘Speak as You Will (S)’ skill. ]

The ‘Speak as You Will’ skill that made him the Cult Leader was a powerful word magic
(言靈)
spell.
It was a force that could ‘compel’ anything exactly as the words left his mouth.
Looking back, it made sense that he’d been muttering the illusions he would perform throughout the entire interview.
But with my EX-grade perception skill, which surpassed S-grade, his ability didn’t seem to work properly on me.
Now I understood why I’d seen Bishop Yi’s true appearance rather than the facade he’d constructed, and why the illusion magic had appeared to have static interference.
The same was happening now.
When I heard the command ‘answer,’ I felt an irresistible urge to speak the truth.
That I was a possessed vessel, and therefore knew all about his identity.
But that didn’t mean I’d lost all willpower.
Simply by thinking that I shouldn’t, I could clench my teeth against Bishop Yi’s skill.
Moreover, while his attention was distracted, I managed to wrench my wrist free from his painful grip.
“Ugh, this is going to bruise.”
“Y-you, how did you….”
When I didn’t obey his command and even managed to free my captured wrist, Bishop Yi seemed thoroughly flustered, his words even stammering.
That stupid expression suited him quite well.
“Did you really think all skills work however you want? You should size people up before you attack, old man.”
“You… can you see my true form?”
“You mean the perverted old man disguised as a cute little kid?”
I scratched my arms, which were covered in goosebumps.
“I can see your real appearance.”
Bishop Yi was in even greater confusion than when I’d rejected his word magic.
The fact that I’d seen through his true form seemed to be that shocking.
“But let me ask you one thing. How old are you really, old man?”
There was a reason I was being unnecessarily smug.
I was slowly edging toward the exit while he’d lost his composure.
Fortunately, Bishop Yi had no combat ability like me.
But that didn’t mean his existence wasn’t a threat.
For one, he had greater physical strength than me, and more importantly, the Apocalypse Cult would never let him wander around alone.
Fortunately, Bishop Yi, half-panicked, didn’t seem to notice that I was already standing before the door.
My hand carefully extended behind my back, touching the button of the automatic door.
Just as I was about to press it with an inward sigh of relief.
Whoosh—
The door opened one beat faster from behind me.
I hadn’t opened it.
I spun around in shock and saw a shadow just as massive as Jang Su Ho.
The man’s gaze was hollow and emotionless, his eyes passing right through me to fix solely upon Bishop Yi.
I understood immediately.
He was from the Apocalypse Cult.
If my memory served, Bishop Yi’s Bodyguard was an enhancement-type ability user.
I retreated rapidly, backing away from the doorway.
Fortunately, the first floor of the Dormitory Building had more than one entrance.
There was another exit leading outside through the Guild Dining Hall.
As I sprinted toward the dining hall with every ounce of strength I possessed, I heard Bishop Yi’s voice commanding the Bodyguard behind me.
“Kill that woman.”

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“Should I call in the next candidate, Guild Master Kang Han?”
….
Yoo Jin Rok regarded Kang Han with bewilderment at his silence.
For some time now, Kang Han had been visibly anxious, unable to concentrate on the interviews at all.
Checking the time, he realized considerable hours had already passed.
They had conducted each interview with meticulous care.
“Perhaps we should take a break.”
As if he had been waiting for those exact words, Kang Han shot to his feet.
He immediately exited the Interview Hall and hastily surveyed his surroundings.
I felt no trace of Yeo Joo’s presence nearby.
An ominous premonition washed over me—too unsettling to dismiss as baseless anxiety.
Spotting Jang Su Ho and the twins seated together at a table, when he had expected them to be with Yeo Joo, Kang Han approached swiftly and asked.
“Where is Yeo Joo?”
“She said she was going to the Restroom a moment ago….”
Jang Su Ho answered uncertainly, taken aback by Kang Han’s grave expression.
“Why? Is something wro——”
There was no time to answer the question.
I had to move fast.
My instincts screamed it.
The Dormitory Building was the closest structure to the Open Ground where the small festival was being held.
Ignoring the startled gazes of those around me, Kang Han bolted toward the Dormitory Building.
Whoosh, whoosh—amid the blur of surroundings streaking past at blinding speed, Kang Han spotted another creature moving toward the Dormitory Building with equal velocity and ground his teeth.
It was Baek Ho.
There was only one reason Yeo Joo’s Familiar would react like this.
Yeo Joo was in danger.
Driving more power into his legs, Kang Han’s form now moved at a speed that ordinary people could scarcely follow.
Just as Kang Han and Baek Ho arrived at the entrance to the Dormitory Building.
Boom—!
With a deafening roar that shook the ground itself, one wall of the Guild Dining Hall exploded outward.
“Yeo Joo!”
Kang Han burst through the debris scattering in all directions and rushed inside.

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“Cult Leader, the Justice Guild hunters will be here soon. We need to escape.”
“Shut up! Kill her! I said kill her! Aren’t you listening? Kill that woman!”
Bishop Yi was screaming madly, pointing at me as I lay collapsed on the ground from the blast.
He had completely lost his mind.
“Remember what the Vice Leader asked of you. We’re just supposed to observe the Justice Guild quietly and slip away….”
“I’m the Cult Leader now, and I’m giving the orders! Kill her!”
With a single punch that tore a massive hole through the dining hall wall, the Bodyguard’s eyes—which had briefly regained clarity—glazed over once more, and reason vanished entirely.
His pupils dilated completely, staring down at me.
Within them burned nothing but pure murderous intent.

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