The Female Lead Saves the World - Chapter 351

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Yeo Joo Saves the World
Part 2, Episode 172

Muwoon Guild continued their relentless battle.
The underground tunnel I thought was a shortcut had become an endless nightmare.
“Gasp, huff!”
Even for A-rank hunters, there was no match against the unceasing onslaught of combat.
Shin Se Hee deliberately ignored her guild members’ ragged breathing.
It was unavoidable if I wanted to preserve what little composure remained.
“How many of these things keep coming!?”
“Why are there so many dead ones!?”
Eventually, crude language burst from the lips of Muwoon Guild hunters.
Even swallowing their words for the sake of the streaming cameras had its limits.
It wasn’t simply because of the sheer number of monsters.
To make matters worse, the tunnel was growing progressively narrower.
Without space to swing a sword freely, I reluctantly drew a short blade I wasn’t accustomed to wielding.
Moreover, the deeper we ventured, the higher the combat power of the monsters seemed to become.
Some wore armor, and others were equipped with crude weapons.
They remained B-rank in classification, but the difference felt substantial to the exhausted Muwoon Guild.
“Bae Do Yoon! Shine the light properly!”
“Yes, yes!”
The light from the source had dimmed only slightly, yet Bae Do Yoon’s face crumpled at the fierce rebuke hurled at him.
I reluctantly retrieved a mana potion from the Subspace and drank it, my stomach churning in protest.
‘How many bottles is this now?’
After the fifth one, I stopped counting.
Potions aren’t a cure-all.
Consuming too many potions in a short span of time inevitably brought various side effects.
I’d never suffered from overdosing before now.
‘I should have just stayed quietly in Fantasia Guild.’
Regret came far too late.
Just as the guild was beginning to take proper shape, I’d impulsively acted on the thought of humbling the arrogant Justice Guild, which kept rejecting me—an A-rank mage from Fantasia Guild.
‘Sung Yo Na is really too much.’
Shocked by the news that a friend I thought was dead was alive and well, I’d tried contacting her through various means, but couldn’t reach her at all.
As if all our shared memories meant nothing to her.
Yet as I recalled Sung Yo Na’s face as she appeared in the Guild Cup, displaying incredible feats, my vision suddenly spun.
“Bae Do Yoon!”
I heard Shin Se Hee calling my name, but Bae Do Yoon simply collapsed where he stood.
I had only heard about mana potion addiction from my seniors—I never imagined it would be this horrifying.
“Ugh….”
When Bae Do Yoon regained consciousness, he found himself in a cramped room.
Boom! Boom! Crash!
“Hold it!”
“Damn it!”
Two Muwoon Guild hunters were desperately bracing themselves against a door that looked ready to burst open at any moment, and beside me, Shin Se Hee lay wounded with a massive gash across her chest, receiving treatment.
The sight was so horrific that it felt unreal, and Bae Do Yoon stared blankly in thought.
‘Will I… actually make it out of here alive?’

* * *

At the same moment, in the Holy Sanctuary.
After finishing the battle that had unfolded in the darkness, Kang Han immediately checked on Yeo Joo.
I had always known she was physically frail, but lately she seemed even more fragile, and I doubted she could endure the Dungeon’s characteristic cold, damp atmosphere for long.
And that concern only solidified when we faced the villagers who had transformed into skeleton monsters moments ago.
This place was not somewhere to linger.
I was about to suggest we enter the Fortress directly through the corridor connected to the Holy Sanctuary.
Click.
With an odd sound, the Confessional where Yeo Joo had been leaning against the wall suddenly slid inward.
“Yeo Joo!”
Before I could even comprehend what was happening, I was already crying out her name.
Watching her tumble into the suddenly exposed space felt like darkness itself was swallowing her—my heart sank.
Fortunately, Jang Su Ho, who had been standing right beside her, moved quickly.
He threw himself forward and caught her in his arms.
Thud!
The sound of them falling echoed.
It was a good sign.
At least they hadn’t plummeted into an abyss.
“Are you okay?!”
“What just happened?!”
Without hesitation, I rushed inward, but I couldn’t answer the twins’ startled cries from behind me.
“Ow….”
“Does it hurt a lot?”
Jang Su Ho, unable to hide his concern, and Yeo Joo, wincing in pain in his embrace.
The sight made my chest tighten uncomfortably.
I descended the remaining stone steps and extended my hand to both of them.
“Are either of you seriously injured?”
“Hyung, I’m fine, but Yeo Joo….”
“I’m fine too.”
Yeo Joo patted Jang Su Ho’s chest reassuringly.
“Are you able to stand?”
When Kang Han asked, Yeo Joo nodded and grasped his extended hand, pulling herself up.
“Everyone was shocked. We had no idea it would open like that.”
“Is this some kind of secret passage?”
“It’s not a passage—more like a room? And quite a spacious one at that….”
Lee Yu Chan was peering into the darkness, trying to make out the interior.
Bzzzzzz—
With a vibration like the humming of bees’ wings, the interior flooded with light.
Just as Lee Yu Chan had said, the hidden chamber was remarkably vast.
“What is all this?”
Jang Su Ho’s eyes widened as he surveyed the wooden crates stacked on all sides.
The largest and longest crate nearest to him had its lid ajar, straw spilling out haphazardly from within.
Something seemed to be inside, but there was no way to tell what it was.
Unable to recklessly touch an unknown object, Jang Su Ho stood frozen—until a small hand fearlessly plunged into the straw.
“Hey, Yeo Joo!”
Startled, Jang Su Ho tried to grab her hand and pull it back, but she was faster.
When her pale hand emerged again, it gripped the crude hilt of a sword.
Upon seeing this, Jang Su Ho instinctively looked around at the surrounding crates and murmured to himself.
“This… must be a weapons storage warehouse.”

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I was impressed by how quickly Jang Su Ho deduced the answer.
A secret supply warehouse hidden discreetly behind the Confessional.
This was the reason I had come directly to the Sanjeong-dong Gate.
“Not every box contains weapons, I’d imagine.”
Kang Han’s observation was correct.
Not everything here was a weapon.
It was simply a space where items necessary to confront Noscraine—the boss monster that continuously summoned the night—were stored.
“But I don’t understand something.”
Lee Yu Chan adjusted his glasses and tilted his head in confusion.
“Why did all those people look like they died while praying, surrounded by all these supplies?”
“It was hidden, wasn’t it? They wouldn’t have known about it.”
Lee Yu Eul offered a reasonably logical answer, but it didn’t quite fit.
These people had been the ones who created this supply warehouse.
They simply lacked the strength to face Noscraine directly.
“Wow, this is surprisingly heavy.”
I had dismissed it as just a single sword, but the weight was enough to make my wrist ache as I gripped the handle.
“What? If it’s heavy, you should have said so earlier. Let me take it. Hand it over.”
The sword, which I couldn’t properly lift no matter how hard I struggled, came free from the box like a wooden stick in Jang Su Ho’s grasp.

[ One-Handed Sword – Last Lumen
(Last Lumen)
(A)
: A blade forged for the hero destined to vanquish the usurper Noscraine. ]

“…I suppose someone wished they could use this sword instead.”
After checking the Item Information, Jang Su Ho spoke with a melancholic expression.
“Ugh! I really hate this Dungeon!”
Lee Yu Eul scrubbed her face roughly, venting her frustration.
“They create something like this and then in the end just pray….”
“Maybe it wasn’t a sword they intended to use from the beginning.”
At Kang Han’s words, Lee Yu Eul’s expression twisted further.
Perhaps it was because the ending felt far too painful to dismiss as merely a tale within a Dungeon.
I reached over and patted Lee Yu Eul’s shoulder gently, then spoke.
“Let’s examine this properly while we’re at it.”
There were still many boxes remaining.
“Since we have to defeat the boss monster to clear this Dungeon anyway, we might as well use the items we found here.”
Kang Han nodded and began lowering the boxes one by one with Jang Su Ho, starting from the topmost one.
I stood beside the twins, opening each box and brushing away the straw to examine the contents inside.
From smaller, lighter swords than the first one we retrieved to small bottles containing holy water.
Among the diverse supplies, I spotted what I had been searching for.

[ Ceremonial Torch (?)
: A candle that ignites a flame against darkness. ]

A small, unassuming candle that hardly seemed to deserve the name “torch.”
It was the reason I had ventured into the Sanjeong-dong Gate.

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