A pocket dimension, a spirit spring, and advanced weapons: none of them belong to me. They're the female lead's equipment. The brave and wise War God Prince isn't mine either. He's made for the female lead. I'm just a supporting female character, cannon fodder. The female lead sees me as a thorn in her side and even wants to harm my whole family. Can I just lie flat? Can I accept my fate? I have to fight back. Let's see how this little cannon fodder escapes the female lead's golden finger. This takes real skill.
