What Happens When The Second Male Lead Powers Up [EN]: Chapter 506

Confession and Revelation (6)

First, I had a gut feeling that something was fishy.

“Heh….”

Second, I felt like something was off.

How is this possible?

“Your Highness?”

“Just a moment. I’m just organizing my thoughts.”

“Okay, roger that.”

First of all, they couldn’t read my mind.

I shouldn’t be too sure about anything, but this wasn’t about their abilities, but about me.

I wasn’t born here.

‘Jeong Ye-seo’ wasn’t a creation of the Primeval God, so it took tremendous power to cross space and time, and Camille couldn’t see my future yet.

In short, my existence inevitably had its own special characteristics.

So, the warning that woman gave me a little while ago wasn’t possible because she read my mind.

Probably….

‘「To be precise, you have come to our domain.」’

They must be watching us from somewhere.

They didn’t read my mind, but blocked my actions.

‘「We are beings who fill the void.」’

“I see. So, that’s what those sisters are….”

I quickly raised my head and looked around.

The milky white interior of the tent filled my vision.

But in that space a few hours ago, this place had a gray color like something out of a black and white movie.

The red flames were as blue as ominous reversion.

Overall, it was a visual that could only be believed as a dream.

‘Domain,’ huh.

“Your Highness, you’ve got that calculating look in your eyes.”

“Calculating?”

“Something you don’t have in your life.”

“Well. I don’t know, since my life is so lacking.”

Gain and Jibril Diop were chattering right next to me.

I could hear Joan and Dduk-sim giggling.

Even in the midst of that, I stared down at the lizard kid and wracked my brain.

I had a similar experience recently when I saw the aurora in the hills.

There was a constant electric crackling sound in the sky, and I guessed that something was happening outside this world based on that.

However, that day I was directly interrupted when I talked about my brother, and I even lost consciousness….

“When I was talking while watching the sunrise earlier, it was fine again.”

I muttered to myself. A little while ago, I even mentioned my mom in connection with my brother, but it was fine.

So, what was the problem with the aurora that day?

Why shouldn’t I talk about what I saw in the ‘domain’ earlier?

“Wait, just a minute. Come to think of it, during the Yuliter incident….”

“It’s fun to watch Your Highness get absorbed in thought. Right, Sam?”

“I thought the same thing.”

“At that time, definitely….”

‘「Mom, Mom…. Mom…!」’

‘What are you saying? Why are you crying?’

The day I raided Yuliter Statia’s artificial space with my friends.

I was the only one in the group who could hear her voice.

At the time, I was too distracted to digest all the information, but it seemed like now was the time to review it.

‘「To meet a soul wandering away from the world… you need great power. A power great enough to imitate the Primeval God…. I also heard the story in the pure white interstellar space.」’

I recalled Yuliter’s words and pursed my lips.

This was too difficult information to look back on. Where is the ‘pure white interstellar space’?

Was it perhaps the place where I met the three sisters? But there was no basis for such an inference.

That place wasn’t white at all, nor was it a space where stars could be seen.

Like this, there were several phenomena that had been exceptionally applied only to me so far, and at first glance, there was no consistency at all.

What exactly is the standard?

Even if it’s a phenomenon to maintain the order of the world, there should be at least a minimum principle.

“…. Hmm. I need time to sort it all out.”

“There’s plenty of time, Your Highness! They said we’re eating lunch here and going down in the afternoon.”

“That’s a relief.”

I looked up at Gain and smiled.

My friends sighed in relief when they saw my reaction.

I felt sorry for making everyone worry unnecessarily.

Besides, there were so many things to deal with right now that it was a bit burdensome to put so much weight on this.

Never forget to write it down in my notebook, but let’s solve the immediate incidents one by one. That’s how it’ll work.

Because I’m not alone anymore. The only part that bothers me is….

‘「What shall we do with the split sky?」’

‘「What can we possibly do?」’

‘「That is the ultimate arrangement.」’

“Hmm.”

The white line in the sky wasn’t the result of their creation, and they said there was nothing else they could do.

So, the reason they silenced me was because ‘the end is approaching’ and….

‘「Everything has already been prepared, but there will be a price for the choice.」’

‘Ugh…!’

It must be because ‘I have a choice.’ What choice are they talking about?

In the first place, what’s the point of hiding it if even the person involved doesn’t know?

They’re trying to protect the world in their own way, but the explanation is so unfriendly.

Since it’s a world where the sky has already collapsed once, I understand being cautious as a person involved(?), but….

“Ah, but I would like to say one thing.”

-Beep beep?

“I’ll allow it as long as you don’t faint at the end.”

Dduk-sim tilted his head as if he was dying of curiosity, and the Crown Prince sharply snapped at the end of my words.

The group’s eyes turned to me. I slightly raised only one corner of my mouth and replied.

“Just now, I was silenced. Someone blocked what I was trying to tell you with an unknown force.”

“…. What?”

“Huh?!”

“Your Highness?”

It’s okay to say this much right away, right?

* * *

On the same day, at sunset.

Penetian military camp in eastern Shin-guk. Near the ‘Necropolis of the Puppeteer’.

“We greet Princess Eliser Penetian!”

“We greet the one who leads the Fire Wheel of Shin-guk.”

“Your sacred Highness!”

The front of the largest tent in the barracks was crowded with people, even at the late hour.

It was because nobles who wanted to show their face to Princess Eliser Penetian flocked together, even skipping meals.

More than half of them had brought troops from near the capital.

It was by no means a normal situation.

As the war dragged on, it was common for the power and justification of the ruling class to weaken.

Especially when the allies are at a disadvantage like now.

-Whirr, crackle, crackle….

However, the sacred fire containing gold was illuminating the area around the Princess’s tent like midday.

She, who had loosely tied half of her golden hair, stood at the entrance in comfortable clothes and greeted the nobles.

“Your Highness, I heard that you saved the flood-stricken commoners with grace. The noble rumors are spreading to the capital. I thank you on behalf of all the people!”

“There’s no need for that. I just did what I had to do.”

“Your Highness! The healing of my daughter, whom Your Highness blessed, has ended safely. How can I repay this grace….”

“Your daughter is a strong swordswoman. She overcame it with her own strength, so there’s no need to thank me.”

“Princess. Although it is very late, I congratulate you on your birthday. The people of the capital also celebrated by setting up large markets here and there, and enjoyed a festive atmosphere for the first time in a long time.”

“That’s good. If innocent people can relieve their worries even for a day.”

“Indeed, you are born with the qualities of a wise ruler.”

They poured out praise until their mouths were dry, and Eliser didn’t bother to hide or reject it.

Instead, she only gave a subtle and dignified smile.

Her ancient sculpture-like face radiated beautiful radiance day and night.

This was the result of a terrible learning.

She was learning the basics of imperial studies, which she had only learned from books and had not been able to practice for nearly thirty years, with her whole body on the battlefield where blood splattered and flesh fell.

“Of course. Even in this chaotic era, you are steadfast, so you will become a great king in the future.”

“That’s right!”

Originally, the Princess had a personality that disliked flattery from birth.

She had also learned that it was poison that blinded the eyes and deafened the ears of the king.

Moreover, she spent most of her life on the border, with the army.

The battlefield was a place where complex politics were not needed.

Everyone ran with one goal in mind, and division was never accepted.

Flatterers with honey on their tongues were of no use at all.

No matter how I thought about it, throwing them to the beasts was a hundred times more productive.

“…”

But at least not here.

The heir to the throne wanted to become king against her nature.

She changed.

“Isn’t the collapse of the black market rather a boon [benefit]? For our Shin-guk, it’s a good thing because we’ve uprooted the dirty crime den, and the Empire must have been embarrassed by the unexpected variable.”

“Yes. Although the front line has been pushed back to the east, Shin-guk has six clearly visible Pleiades [a star cluster]. The war is just beginning.”

“I agree. Also, the number of casualties among our allies is less than expected. Since the Princess takes care of them day and night, the morale of the soldiers is also high….”

Eliser let the nobles boast like peacocks in front of her and fawn over her.

She did not refuse any birthday gifts, and gave most of them as rewards to ordinary soldiers and knights who had made contributions.

The extremely precious treasures were kept for the time being, and she invited those who offered them to dine with her separately.

At this meeting, she also subtly mentioned that she did not have a fiancé yet.

It was to show the possibility of a state marriage and create power.

“Also, the harmony between our paladins [holy knights] and priests is harmonious, so what could be a more positive sign than this?”

“That’s right. I admit that Liester’s war luck has been good so far. But no matter how great the Emperor is, he will not be able to pass through the Necropolis [city of the dead].”

As she began to act like a flexible politician, politicians flocked to her like ants.

That was what she wanted.

Swish, Eliser’s blue eyes moved.

“Duke.”

She called out to an old man who was passing by in the distance.

Dozens of pairs of eyes instantly focused on him. The atmosphere became a little awkward for a moment.

But the Princess pretended not to notice with the face of a nonchalant royal.

As taught by her two precious teachers.

One of them was him.

“…. Princess.”

Her negative example. Her political enemy. Her poison.

Duke Wilhelmina Schneider.

“Good work. Thanks to your hard work, the military camp is peaceful today.”

“…”

Eliser praised Wilhelmina in front of many nobles, as if it were natural.

It was an act of engraving on everyone that she was the absolute ‘superior’.

It was also a more effective strategy when nobles who praised her were forming a market like now.

The Duke couldn’t have known this. But now the Princess knew too.

In this structure, she was unconditionally advantageous.

“…. It is an honor.”

Because Wilhelmina Schneider, who is obsessed with justification and honor, could not have had the temperament to openly destroy this order and rebel.

She was a hypocrite who longed for a ‘beautiful picture’.

Respect from the heart, natural admiration.

The Duke, who was a murderer and a criminal, was someone who pursued such a false name that did not suit her.

It was Eliser’s relative who secretly taught this.

Another teacher, Judith Camingha, saw the talent of a ruler in her.

The Princess opened her mouth with a calm look.

“Stop patrolling and rest now. Isn’t it time for you to think about your age?”

“Hahahaha!”

“Your Highness, Duke Schneider has just turned sixty.”

“He’s close to youth in the political world.”

“Ah, I made a mistake.”

‘It’s an age close to retirement on the battlefield.’ She threw a shameless joke.

A burst of laughter erupted among the nobles.

Among them, the older warriors laughed more cheerfully.

Wilhelmina smiled along without a trace of shaking.

“I will withdraw according to your orders. I hope Your Highness has a comfortable night.”

“I will.”

“The wind is cold. Guests, please do not harm Her Highness’s precious body.”

“Hahaha! I will, Duke.”

“Your Highness is a Cardinal [high-ranking priest], so you have a lot to worry about!”

The nobles joked. The corners of Eliser’s eyes narrowed slightly.

It was an indirect warning. To me, it meant ‘don’t show off your power too much.’

And to those gathered here, it meant ‘don’t stand in line too actively.’

‘Because all of that won’t last long.’

“…”

Wilhelmina bowed with a flawless and polite gesture and left the scene.

It seemed like this was enough for today.

The Princess dismissed the nobles who had come to see her with a suitable excuse. Frankly, she was a little tired.

It was a sensation she had never felt even after catching a hundred demons a day or running around the battlefield like a ghost all day.

“Then I will withdraw now.”

“Rest in peace, Your Highness.”

“Yes. Let’s talk again tomorrow.”

When the Princess promised the next time, the faces of those who had not properly mixed words brightened.

Eliser walked through the tent entrance and slowly headed to the bed.

-Step, step, step….

The path was full of tributes and birthday presents.

Even in this chaos with so much to think about, it was a headache how to deal with those things.

It would be best to send them to Count Roseharder so that they could be easily used at any time, but….

“There’s still no news from Martier.”

I had a bad feeling.

Eliser, who sat on the bed without a sound, loosened her hair tie languidly.

The last contact she received from her beloved battle priest was a secret letter saying that her father seemed to have headed to the Crescent Moon’s head.

This was very unexpected information. Why….

“Why to the north, ugh!”

Her mouth was blocked. It was a night raid.

-Swae!-

“Keuk!”

‘Whiririk, rustle!’ ‘Thud!’ Everything happened in an instant.

A shadow that had risen from the darkness without a sound pounced on her from behind and knocked her down onto the bed.

Eliser immediately took out a dagger from under the pillow and aimed for the opponent’s neck. ‘Swae!’

Red drops of blood fell on her forehead.

“Ugh…!”

“Shh.”

The man was a Cardinal with eyes like a gentle breeze.