The Magical Hunter Girl Decorates the Dungeon! - Chapter 56

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The Magical Hunter Girl Decorates the Dungeon! Episode 56
“Me?”
“Yes. The little one who reminded me that I loved my deer friend.”
……
“With this, you’ll be able to break the Angel Statue. Though it’s too large for you to wield… perhaps one of your friends could hold the blade.”
“Thank you so much!”
Lee Ji reached out with trembling hands and grasped the sword’s hilt. She nearly stumbled before taking even a single step forward.
‘It’s so big and heavy!’
Still, gripping it with both hands, it was more manageable than she’d expected. It was as if the sword itself were standing firm, unwilling to burden Lee Ji with its weight.
She bore such a resemblance to someone. Lee Ji smiled faintly.
‘So Jin Si-heon’s power really is contained in this blade.’
Right now, the magical power trapped within the sword—Jin Si-heon’s own power—was supporting whoever held it, in its own way.
The moment she realized this, she thought of who should wield the blade.
“Sir. I’ll use it well and return it to you! Thank you so much!”
“…Yes.”
Klaus managed a smile with all his effort.
By swallowing the truth—that he would not survive long enough to receive the blade back—he avoided hindering Lee Ji’s urgent footsteps.
Lee Ji rushed straight to Jin Si-heon.
“Jin Si-heon! Here, your energy came back!”
Jin Si-heon couldn’t answer. At some point, he’d lost consciousness.
When Lee Ji carefully prodded his back with her toe, he rolled limply away from his spot, as if his earlier rigidity had been a lie.
A depleted battery, having lost its “use” in the dungeon, was finally abandoned.
“Sir, wake up!”
Lee Ji brought the sword’s hilt to Jin Si-heon’s front paw.
Shortly after, light returned to Jin Si-heon’s eyes.
“Ugh… where… am I now?”
“We’re still on Floor 2 of the Blacksmith’s Dungeon! To explain—”
Dungeon Break in 00:08:30
Before she could finish, the professional Hunter grasped the situation.
“Never mind! Where’s the Core? Have you found it?”
“It’s that Angel!”
“The Angel is… ah. That thing that looked like a garden decoration outside some suburban meat restaurant.”
“Yes! The blacksmith said you could shatter the Core with this blade! You can swing it, right?”
“Wait a moment.”
Jin Si-heon gripped the sword’s hilt firmly.
The rabbit’s front paw secured itself to the blade stably. As if they’d always been one.
Like capillary action, Jin Si-heon’s magical power, trapped within the blade, began flowing slowly back to its original master.
Warmth spread through Jin Si-heon’s body.
‘Good. I’ll be back to my old self in no time!’
He’d never wielded a sword as his main weapon before. But if he waited a bit longer, he could show this worthless coin-collecting ornament a thing or two about Korean swordsmanship.
But soon Jin Si-heon abandoned his mental performance.
‘I can’t drag this out. The blade’s light is already fading.’
As the sword sent magical power to him, it weakened in return.
After grasping the flaw in the plan, he withdrew his hand from the blade and spoke.
“Lee Ji. Can you hold the sword and go to the Angel Statue in my place? I’ll follow.”
“What? Is the blade too heavy for you?”
“The opposite. The longer I hold the blade, the more my power recovers and the weaker it becomes. Of course, if I recover to full strength, I could crush that bastard with my pinky! But I’d rather not weaken such a precious weapon carelessly.”
“I understand! You mean you’ll grip it only when we’re right on top of it!”
Lee Ji took the blade first. Thanks to the magical power, it felt light, though its length made it somewhat cumbersome.
“We have to arrive at the same time if possible. Let’s go!”
“Yes!”
Dungeon Break in 00:06:11
In a corner of Floor 2.
The Angel glared at Lee Ji’s return.
“Thieves. So you’ve stolen my blade at last…!”
Meanwhile, Geum-hui was crouched down, clutching the Angel to her chest and gasping for breath.
“Grandmother!”
“I’m… I’m all right… Ugh!”
The Angel flapped one wing. That alone was enough for Geum-hui to lose her grip. She’d run out of strength.
Lee Ji wanted to rush to Geum-hui immediately, but when the Angel took a step forward, she hugged the blade tight and answered.
“I can’t give it back. Klaus entrusted it to me!”
Jin Si-heon arrived just in time. He stood confidently before Lee Ji, as if his strength had fully returned.
Looking strong was easy—just start a fight.
“Do you really need that blade? Those stubby fingers of yours would be more suited to an eyebrow blade. Oh wait, you don’t have eyebrows. My apologies.”
“This…! You don’t understand the blade’s value, and your mouth is filthy too!”
“Understand the blade? Hunters are experts at appraising equipment.”
“That’s exactly the problem! You lot think of nothing but reducing everything to numbers! The true value of this blade is—”
It was then that Lee Ji cut in.
“But your master didn’t understand the value of people, did he?”
“What? What kind of logic is that, child!”
“That’s why Klaus gave the blade to me—someone he met for the first time today—instead of to his grandfather.”
“You…!”
“Don’t ask for answers. Teach yourself. You’re an adult, after all!”
It was genuine, and an attitude she’d learned from Jin Si-heon.
If she provoked this much, the Angel would surely charge at them.
That’s when Jin Si-heon would swing the blade.
But…
The Angel feigned a furious charge, then suddenly flapped its wings and retreated.
“Huh?”
“I’d dearly love to teach you lot a lesson about weaponry. But I’ve no time.”
Dungeon Break in 00:03:53
“Now that the blade has fallen into your hands, my chances of eliminating you in time have vanished. I acknowledge that.”
……
“But you must accept something too. You will perish alongside me in this hell!”
The Angel rose slightly into the air.
The Core it needed to destroy was moving away.
Geum-hui barely managed to stand, but the Angel deftly sidestepped her paw with mocking ease. Jin Si-heon gave chase, but his body hadn’t fully recovered yet—he could barely keep pace.
“Kyeeeee!”
Next, Jang Mi-sam threw herself forward. But his massive vines couldn’t so much as graze the Angel before plummeting from the second-floor balcony.
Crash! A pained cry rang out from the first floor.
The Angel burst out laughing.
“Hahahaha! Finally, you lot gave me something to laugh about!”
“…Don’t mock us!”
Lee Ji stepped forward, gripping the blade.
She had no skill in swordplay. She didn’t know how to ambush.
But she wanted to do her best.
The Angel grinned widely, his mouth split, cackling.
“Don’t mock? Ha, you’re asking the impossible! You’ll just trip over that blade!”
Dungeon Break in 00:01:41
“Hmm… still, just to be safe, perhaps I’ll retreat for now.”
The Angel looked up at the skylight cut into the ceiling. It was small, but an Angel statue could just barely squeeze through.
“I’ll watch your final expressions from up there!”
He flapped his wings, rising from the balcony railing. Perhaps he was about to shoot straight toward the light—
“…? Ugh, gah!”
Suddenly, gray smoke surged up from the first floor, obscuring his vision.
“What is this! Who’s there! Could it be…?”
“It would be presumptuous to call it that.”
It was Klaus’s voice.
“Proper fire craft is… *cough!* …an excellent skill of the blacksmith, would you not say?”
“You bastard…! Where did you get this wet kindling!”
“It fell down just now.”
“What?”
Only then did Lee Ji realize the smoke smelled of roses and ginseng.
“Jang Mi-sam!”
“I’m fine! In fifteen years, I’ll have recovered from today’s burn! And more important than my condition—”
Dungeon Break in 00:00:48
There was no need for Jang Mi-sam to finish.
Everyone here knew what they had to do.
The Angel threw itself into the black smoke. Its wings beat, scattering the haze.
Lee Ji, gripping the blade, charged fearlessly into the smoke. Geum-hui followed swiftly behind her, with Jin Si-heon close on his heels.
“Lee Ji, go up! Up!”
Geum-hui hoisted Lee Ji, who held the blade, high into the air. Jin Si-heon scrambled onto Geum-hui’s shoulders, and Lee Ji lifted him up as well.
Jin Si-heon received Klaus’s final blade and raised it with all his might.
Magical power, warm as his own flesh, rushed through his skin and veins. It was enough for one massive blow.
Finding the target was easy. The cursed thing’s desperate wing-beats reached his rabbit ears crystal clear.
“…!”
The moment the wind pressure cleared the smoke, the blade plunged down through the Angel’s skull.

* * *
Meanwhile, three minutes earlier.
Association Alert: Warning! Yangju City OO Mountain B-rank Dungeon Break hazard detected!
The S-rank Hunter who confirmed the alert first threw himself into the dangerous dungeon without hesitation.
Before Han Ji-hyeok’s eyes.
A peaceful rural landscape unfolded.
A field where wild grass grew freely, low hills, and a ramshackle wooden two-story house that someone had clearly built by hand.
But the ominous atmosphere emanating from that two-story house made Ji-hyeok tense.
His premonition proved right. Grimoire 998 cried out.
[The Core is in that building! It’s in a highly unstable state!]
“Understood!”
‘I’ll have to blow the whole structure apart!’
While gathering magical power into his weapon.
To prepare for any contingency, Hunter Han Ji-hyeok sent Grimoire 998 through a window. He didn’t want to risk hitting any magical reflection devices inside.
“Grimoire. What’s the situation inside? Can I use my skill?”
A wise Grimoire would provide the best answer.
But unexpectedly, Grimoire 998 hesitated slightly before speaking.
[I’m not certain. In my 300 years, I’ve never seen such a peculiar sight.]
“I beg your pardon?”
[A bear holding a girl, holding a rabbit, holding a blade, charging at an Angel.]
“…I’m sorry?”

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