What Happens When The Second Male Lead Powers Up [EN]: Chapter 273

Langbuiye Caravan and the Intruders (3)

Well, it wasn’t like anything was going to happen to us right away. Thank goodness for Leah!

-Creeeaaak

“Shhh, it’s okay. I’m here, so you don’t have to worry about anything.”

‘Oh, our Leah is so brave.’ I comforted the lesser panda while looking out the window.

Demi and Peri also hugged her tightly. The wails of the spirits could be heard faintly.

-Woooooo…

-Aaaaaah!

They looked like red will-o’-the-wisps [ghost lights] at first glance.

Legless shadows in the shape of people were wandering around the ruins as if lost.

It was the first time I felt cold since coming to the desert.

I couldn’t see their faces or clothes because they were far away, but it was truly eerie.

Joan now had a very sullen look on his face.

I couldn’t tell if he was having fun or scared to death.

Christel was clearly the former, and Sant was the latter.

We quickly sat down, huddled together like mussels.

The Crown Prince, like a beast stalking its prey, had a sharp expression on his face.

“But they’re not coming this way. Are they like earthbound spirits?”

“That’s correct.”

Sir Johann answered the protagonist’s question. The explanation that followed was also easy to understand.

“The spirits of Unio are only found in the ruins. They are bound there and cannot leave. There is also an interpretation that they stay there voluntarily.”

“Then what they call evil spirits is…”

“A bad name given by tomb raiders. They harass humans who invade the ruins. They don’t harm ordinary residents.”

“Hoo.”

I sighed as I watched the ominously swaying ghosts.

I was still creeped out and scared, but on the other hand, I felt relieved that they only appeared in such places.

Then they won’t come to the villages where people live. They won’t attack the caravan either.

Because we don’t do bad things.

…Thinking that far, a question suddenly arose.

“Sir Johann.”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

“Can’t the power of a priest drive away spirits? No, not necessarily drive them away… Is it difficult to help them rest in peace?”

“That’s the strange thing.”

Sir Johann tilted his head. Everyone’s eyes were on him.

Even in the midst of all this, Leah, taking courage, gently wrapped her hand around Sant’s trembling hand.

“Since they are just the souls of the dead and not demons, they cannot be repelled with water or fire. I can understand that far, but it’s strange that even aether [a magical energy] has no effect. The Papal States has been investigating for a long time, but there have been no significant results.”

“Heo. There are all sorts of things in the world, really.”

Joan grimaced.

Even so, seeing him take out charcoal and drawing paper, it seemed he was getting inspiration from this situation.

In short, they were beings that could not be erased by any power in the world.

They were vengeful spirits that were not affected by the aether of priests, the mana of wizards, or the weapons of warriors.

How did they become so full of resentment?

How did they end up spending a thousand years there?

“Aigo. Our Tite has become a rice cake ice cream [very cold and stiff].”

-Awoo

At that moment, Christel quickly got up and looked for the blind cord.

Now that I saw it, the harp seal she was taking care of was also scared and had turned cold.

I quickly wrapped the little one up like a crepe and handed it to Crown Prince Cedric.

He, who had been sitting elegantly, showed a ‘what do you want me to do’ reaction, but I didn’t care and put it in his arms.

I hope the baby doesn’t get suffocated by being pressed against his chest… Let’s not think about that.

“How dare you,”

-Aeueueung

“Because the Crown Prince is warm. Please take care of the baby.”

I smiled and tapped his shoulder like a button.

The Crown Prince starts warming up.

“Your Highness, come and look over there. The sunset is amazing!”

Christel, who was covering the window, smiled brightly and called me.

Joan, who hated the spirits, didn’t want to miss the flower sunset either, so he covered the side of his face with his hand and looked outside.

Sant wriggled and made room.

I quickly got off the bed and hung on the window frame with the troublemakers.

I staggered for a moment, and the Crown Prince clicked his tongue behind me. I’m the older brother.

“Wow…”

Then, the most wonderful and romantic scenery on the continent unfolded.

I stared blankly at the sky outside the window.

At the end of the heavenly palace, which started with a deep golden color on the horizon and spread to orange, red, and purple, hung a dark purple night curtain.

The scattered bluish-gray clouds resembled the rockers of a cradle.

It was as if the sky was boasting to us, ‘Look, I have so many colors.’

It was a scene I used to see on the website of a travel agency I secretly accessed while working.

I’m not the type to be moved by natural scenery, but strangely, the corners of my mouth kept going up.

The ghosts’ wails coming from afar were a little disappointing, and I also felt sad that Eunseo and my brother weren’t by my side.

But I thought it was a grateful and happy thing to be with my friends like this.

I pressed my forehead hard to see the back of the wagon.

Demi also leaned her body so much that her belly fat became flat.

-Clatter, clatter…

-Grrrr

The long procession carrying the sunset was diligently moving its hooves.

The endless sand moved like waves in front of the wind.

The workers who protected their bodies with fluttering cloth looked like part of a masterpiece.

I opened my mouth wide. I’ve been saying this every day since I possessed this body, but I have to say it again today.

“It’s really amazing. It’s wonderful.”

-Squeak…

Peri happily agreed. Then Joan suddenly raised his voice.

“Oh! I think that’s our accommodation over there? Is that the caravan serai [a roadside inn] or whatever?!”

“I think you’re right, Baron!”

Sant replied in an excited voice. We all rushed back to the front of the window.

Sir Johann laughed softly.

The caravan serai wasn’t going anywhere, but the troublemakers and I stuck together so as not to miss the wonderful scenery.

“It’s beautiful even from here. The window looks mysterious.”

As I admired softly, Christel’s cheeks moved up and down.

We still had a long way to go, but there was definitely a very large and exotic building at the end of the land.

I glanced at the Crown Prince.

The guy sitting on the bed was busy showing Tite the fireballs and didn’t pay attention to us.

I bit my lip as if I was about to burst out laughing.

*

The desert after sunset was quite chilly.

If you mixed a highway rest stop and a motel and built it in the desert, it would look something like this.

I’ve never been to a motel, though.

“Welcome, Baron Langbuiye. We sincerely thank you for visiting our caravan serai again.”

“It’s been a while, Monica. You look radiant. I’ll be in your care.”

“It’s an honor. Madam Baron, you must have had a hard time coming all this way.”

“You guys are the ones who are having a hard time. Please take good care of our children again this time.”

While the Langbuiye couple was greeting the innkeeper, Sir Johann grabbed Joan three times and brought him back, as he was about to run off to a strange place.

The troublemakers were not getting out of the wagon in case of emergency.

Sant, who belonged to the Papal States, was relatively calm, but Christel and I moved our heads until our necks hurt, saying we were looking at the buildings and people.

The Crown Prince was the only one who acted differently. Even though it was his first time in a place like this, he was as calm as a local.

To be exact, he was like a royal from the neutral zone. Consistent guy.

-♬♪♩······!

“Wahahaha!”

Music and laughter leaked out from somewhere. It seemed like the sound of bells was mixed in too.

Smell, noise, color. Everything that touched my skin was so different that I forgot my fatigue and became excited.

I eagerly took in the sights through the purple veil I was wearing on my head.

“Actually, I thought you would come during the Great Festival.”

“Oh, the journey was a little late. Isn’t that always the case with our work?”

“That’s right, Madam. It’s a blessing from the Lord that you arrived safely…”

Our first caravan serai, ‘Chaum,’ was a large-scale, three-story accommodation in the shape of a donut with a hole in the middle.

I don’t know what the other caravan serai are like, but anyway, this was the structure here.

The mud-colored building, occasionally painted with a clear sky blue, looked hundreds of years old at first glance.

Most of the passages were open and airy unless a door was absolutely necessary, and all the entrances were pointed arches.

The courtyard with old tiles was decorated with a fountain and flower pots decorated with turquoise.

The first-floor gallery was lined with a lobby, restaurant, stable, pawn shop, lost and found, and more.

People wearing turbans were busy walking around.

There were also a few soldiers who looked particularly different. Papal States troops, right?

I came here with a serious mission, but it’s so fun like an amusement park that it’s a big problem.

“But thanks to you coming at this time, there are many empty rooms, so you can stay comfortably.”

“Hehehe. That’s right, there are advantages and disadvantages.”

“But the people who came with you are…”

Manager Monica carefully examined us.

Everyone had changed into neutral zone-style clothes, so she must have been curious about our relationship since we were traveling with the Baron’s family.

“Are you dancers?”

“……”

Wait, are you talking about me? Did you ask me if I’m a dancer? Because I’m wearing a bejeweled veil?

“Keuheuheuk.”

“This is my daughter Christel. The ones next to her are her friends.”

While Christel was holding her forehead, Isabel corrected her with a soft smile.

Joan was the only one who didn’t understand the situation and whispered, ‘Your Highness, do you make a living by dancing too?’

Monica apologized to me with a troubled expression.

“I’m sorry for not recognizing you and being rude, Prince. You came on a desert trip with your friends.”

“Yes, it’s okay.”

“I pray that you have a good time under the gaze of the Lord. It will be a valuable experience.”

She gave us a friendly blessing and then skillfully helped us fill out the accommodation form.

In the meantime, the caravan serai staff unloaded the luggage and moved it to the room.

It wasn’t necessary to write our real names, so when the Crown Prince wrote only his initials, I also wrote ‘J. V.’

Sir Johann wrote ‘Johann G.’, and Sant wrote ‘Sant R.’

Joan, who was more confident than any of us, left a fancy signature next to ‘Joan T. As.’

And finally…

‘Christel.’

That was all.

A deep sadness flashed across Isabel’s face as she received the accommodation form.

I tried to say something, but in the end, I couldn’t make a sound and closed my mouth.

The quill and ledger went around the yard like that.

Even as we headed to the room we were assigned, there was no particular change in Christel’s attitude.

*

Why didn’t she write her last name? Just to keep it short? Or because she didn’t want to write Sarnese?

Then she could have written her mother’s last name.

Does she still think she’s not a member of the Langbuiye family?

But…

-Thud!

“Umm.”

I groaned softly and woke up.

I couldn’t open my eyelids quickly because I had tossed and turned until dawn.

My body and mind were excited, the bed was unfamiliar, and most importantly, Christel’s actions had been bothering me all along.

Isabel’s hurt expression was not easily forgotten either.

The lesser pandas, who had been curled up at my feet, slowly climbed up as I tossed and turned.

For reference, Tite slept with the Crown Prince in the next room.

The harp seal had been unilaterally a little afraid of him until recently, but it seemed to have gotten quite close to him yesterday.

-Squeak

“Oh, what time is it?”

-Squeeesh

“Eight o’clock? Hehehe.”

I let out a hollow laugh because I was so dumbfounded even after saying it.

As I kept my eyes closed, the little ones wriggled and dug into my arms.

I stroked the three troublemakers and continued my midnight worries.

First of all, it was difficult to go and ask the reason directly.

I now readily admitted that Christel and I were close.

Aside from the original sin-like secret, we told each other almost everything.

But no matter how I thought about it, this was a sensitive topic.

No, maybe I was making a big deal out of a problem that wasn’t a big deal.

Only two months had passed since that trial, and everyone was being careful when the story of Simon de Sarnese came up…

-Thud!

“Hey, kid! What are you doing in the guest room!”

-Thump thump!

Ugh, no more sleep. I half-opened my eyes and got up from my seat.

Rather than continuing to worry about a problem that had no answer, it was more productive to figure out the source of the noise.

I stroked Ttuksim, who was resting in the silk nest on the bedside table, and was shocked that the clock really pointed to 8:03 (“Demi, did you learn human language?” “Kieung.” “No way. Did I master the language of the divine beast?”), roughly combed my hair with my hands, and came out to the living room.

The accommodation was in the form of a suite.

The four male members used one room, and Isabel and the two female members stayed together.

The Baron and his wife, of course, took a separate room.

By the way, where has that thumping sound been coming from since earlier…

-Kkiwoo!

Our action leader did something again today!

Demi stood up, puffed up her body, and pointed her front paw at the paper stuck in the crack of the guest room door.

Instantly cutting off the breath of the target fruit was one of the lesser panda’s cruel habits.

I’ve been through it a lot too.

“Good job, Demi. Someone must have been making a fuss leaving it there.”

-Kureut

“Thank you.”

I gently picked up the sand-covered paper. Soon, a desperate sentence caught my eye.

The letters were very large and crooked.

‘Looking for my ten-year-old sister, India.

She went into the Chaum ruins during the Great Festival and has not returned.

My sister is not a tomb raider. She’s not a thief either.

She is a wonderful archaeologist who followed the adults because she wanted to see the treasures in person.

If you have seen India, please find the theologian Marion at the Chaum Caravan Serai pawn shop.

Appearance: Short with long hair. A red dot under her right eye…’

Oh my god. She must have lost her sister in this dangerous wilderness.

It seemed that a child named Marion was putting this in each room herself.

I wish I could help.

“You’re up to something again.”

“Eok!”

I screamed and grabbed my chest.

Then I opened my tightly closed eyes and slowly turned around.

This bastard, he’s definitely trying to kill me with a heart attack by appearing without a sound.

The main male lead is scarier than the spirits. Romance fantasy readers.