What Happens When The Second Male Lead Powers Up [EN]: Chapter 51

“…He’s angry.”

“How could I not be angry right now–”

-KWAANG!

What a surprise! We quickly looked up at the sky.

The giant jaw of the ‘Tyrant Thunder Dragon,’ which had approached in no time, was mercilessly striking the sanctuary I had deployed.

It was ruthlessly snapping its teeth, like a child trying to take a doll out of a snow globe.

-Kwang! Kung!

“Your Highness… You truly are a strong priest, just as I’ve heard.”

Sir Elisabeth exclaimed in admiration, like a sigh.

I had never been attacked from above before, so I didn’t know, but whenever the Thunder Dragon exerted physical force, a golden dome sparkled above my sanctuary.

The circle was acting as a shield not only on the ground but also in the air.

The sanctuary is a circle that blocks all power against the priest, but it was only absolute against opponents with weaker divine power than himself.

The Thunder Dragon is a demon, so naturally, its divine power would be weaker than mine.

Besides, my aether [a mystical energy or life force] is now so full that it’s overflowing.

Really, thank goodness.

-Kwang! Kwaang! Kwang!

-Kuaaaaa!

Seemingly enraged by the unshaken sanctuary, it opened its mouth wide and roared.

Demi curled up at my feet, and the three people except for the Prince reflexively covered their ears.

At this rate, it felt like our eardrums would burst and we’d die before being physically harmed or eaten by it.

-Kwang! Kwang!

“Demons are weak against water and fire, but is the power of water not working at all?”

“I’ll try it!”

I shouted to the Prince, and Cristel answered.

Her blue-gray eyes were strangely excited. She carefully moved the tip of her right hand.

Then, the water barrier that had been enveloping us as if to protect us from before slowly rose.

The Thunder Dragon seemed to be focused on us and hadn’t noticed it.

-Kwaang! Koong!

-Chwaaaaa!

A shower of water poured down on the Thunder Dragon’s huge head. Then,

-Chijijijijik!

-Kuaaaaa!

Sparks that could easily roast four people flew, and the Thunder Dragon roared again.

There wasn’t a single scratch on its skin, where the water droplets had cleanly evaporated.

I felt my head cooling down.

“…The electric attribute offsets the weakness of water.”

-Kwaang! Kung! Kung!

Perhaps resentful of being provoked, the Thunder Dragon struck the air even faster than before.

My ears were ringing and the ground beneath my feet was buzzing.

Even if it was the same electric attribute, the situation might have been different if the opponent was small and manageable.

But the Thunder Dragon was originally said to be a legendary demon that appears once every two hundred years.

I don’t know why it appeared in such a short cycle, and even from the first advance…

There was one more thing to check. I looked at Cedric, the Prince.

“We need to see how it reacts to metal.”

The orange iris shone as if understanding my words. Soon after,

-Pabat!

The dagger attached to the side of his boots soared into the sky.

The blade, which rushed straight for the Thunder Dragon’s eyes,

-Chijijijijik!

-Kuaaaaa!

Was struck by sparks in the air, turned black, and fell.

“Ha.”

So…

It meant that if I went outside the sanctuary with a sword, it would be like holding a lightning rod and getting struck by lightning.

Water didn’t seem to do significant damage, but at least it could draw its attention or provoke it.

We also have MVP Divine Beast.

-Kwaang! Kwang! Kwang!

“We need to aim for its hind legs. That’s where its center of gravity will be!”

At my shout, Sir Elisabeth adjusted her sword.

Cristel offered her opinion to me, and the Prince simply stared at me with a calm gaze.

Even in the midst of all this, I thought of my younger sibling.

The little one who dreamed of being a Tyrannosaurus until the age of seven.

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“Demi, can you do it? You’re the top hitter today too.”

-Kkiiiii!

The Lesser Panda wiggled its two front paws with a ferocious look.

Its white cheeks and trembling whiskers were full of motivation.

I held Demi in my arms and filled it with aether.

Cristel slowly grew water droplets while checking the situation between me and Demi.

-Kwang! Kwang! Kwaang!

“Hey! Dragon Bonehead!”

Dragon Bonehead… she shouted.

The Thunder Dragon really seemed to be offended by those words, as it opened its snout wide and growled.

Cristel smirked and poked the demon’s head from the left with a thin stream of water.

-Kuaaaaa!

-Chijijijijik!

The demon turned its head to the left and shot sparks.

“Demi, now!”

-Kiit!

-Kwarururu!

From the right dirt floor of the Thunder Dragon, a giant Venus flytrap rapidly grew.

The green vine, which was probably 2m in diameter, soared towards the sky.

Next to it, a Lignum Vitae [a dense, resinous wood] tree was growing.

The Thunder Dragon turned its head in the opposite direction at the unusual noise,

-Chwaaaak!

-Krrrreureureu!

Two gym ball-sized water blobs burst in front of the demon’s eyes.

The Thunder Dragon shook its head greatly. Indeed, unlike its leather, its eyes seemed to be vulnerable to stimulation.

-Jjeojeojeojeok…

Taking advantage of the gap, the house-sized Venus flytrap opened its mouth wide.

It looked like it would cover more than just the Thunder Dragon’s snout.

I could feel Demi struggling, sucking up my aether. Following that,

-Kwak!

-Kueooooooo!

The Venus flytrap bit down on the Thunder Dragon’s head!

The Thunder Dragon, with its snout and vision blocked, staggered while shaking its head wildly.

Sparks immediately erupted on the leaves, but Demi held on without giving in.

-Chijijijijik!

“Nowhere to go.”

Sparks even flew into the sanctuary. But my circle was fine.

I didn’t build up my endurance in front of Cardinal Boutier just to be defeated by a demon.

The panicked Thunder Dragon floundered. Its front legs were too short to remove the Venus flytrap.

It was an opportunity.

-Tat!

The Prince was someone who didn’t need my signal.

He instantly leaped out of the sanctuary and moved to the Thunder Dragon’s left hind leg.

Sir Elisabeth, who jumped out almost simultaneously, aimed for the demon’s right hind leg.

“Princess!”

“Yes!”

Cristel prepared her finishing move.

In the meantime, the Prince and Sir Elisabeth slid their bodies, drawing their swords horizontally.

The two sword lights were as cold as frost in May.

-Ssaeak!

-Kwakwang!

-Kueooooooo!

Deep, red knife marks were carved into the two large hind legs.

The swordsmen quickly hid behind the trees, avoiding the tail.

Just as the demon was struggling in pain and staggering backward,

-Jjeojeojeojeok…

Real frost appeared under its feet. It was an unexpected ice rink!

The Thunder Dragon lost its balance due to the sudden slip and staggered greatly.

Its heavy body was falling slowly, like in slow motion.

Cristel finally exhaled and smiled.

-Kuuuuung!

-Kueooooooo!

It was a vibration similar to a mountain echo. The ground shook, and the fallen demon roared.

Almost there.

“Sir Elisabeth!”

“Give it to me!”

I threw the Lignum Vitae stem that Demi had grown to her, who was relatively close.

She immediately grabbed the branch with her left hand and leaped. The sword in the right hand of the Lady of the Small Count,

-Kwak!

-Krrrreureureong!

Instantly pierced the Thunder Dragon’s tail and stuck into the ground. The demon drooled and begged for mercy.

She quickly let go of the sword and jumped up.

-Tadat!

-Chijijijijik!

While Sir Elisabeth was in the air, the demon briefly sparked.

It was a situation where she could have been electrocuted if she had been just a little late, but the Lady of the Small Count was calm.

The Lignum Vitae in her left hand moved to her right hand like flowing water,

-Kwaaaak!

-Keheooooooo!

Instantly, it was plunged into the Thunder Dragon’s eyeball.

Sir Elisabeth gave strength until the blood vessels stood out on her forehead and pushed the tree trunk all the way in.

I held Demi tightly. I swallowed hard, wondering if the Thunder Dragon would make a final struggle.

And finally,

-Keuheueueueu…

-Tuwoong!

The demon dropped its head, letting out its last breath.

Sir Elisabeth landed on the gravel field, gasping for breath. Her forehead was a little wet.

“Thank you so much for your hard work, Sir Elisabeth.”

“Ah, it was nothing.”

“Hahahahaha.”

I burst out laughing at her typical reaction, and the tension was relieved.

I released the sanctuary and put Demi down. Sir Elisabeth suddenly asked.

“Your Highness, how did you come up with the Lignum Vitae?”

“It’s the wood used for the renovation of Juliette Palace. Originally, rosewood or ebony would be used, but she said she brought a stronger tree because I might break the room again.”

In other words, the strongest tree I knew was that.

I was proud of Demi for understanding the order perfectly.

I thought the tree would be a safe weapon since it doesn’t conduct electricity, but I was glad that Sir Elisabeth really wasn’t hurt.

“It feels strange to catch it like this. When I was young, my dream was to become a Tyrant Thunder Dragon.”

At Cristel’s words, Sir Elisabeth laughed out loud and took a step towards us.

For a moment, my lips hardened. It was then.

-Kueooooooo!

“Elisabeth!”

The Thunder Dragon’s roar and the Prince’s voice erupted at once.

-Pajijijijijik!

-Kwagwang!

A large mass of sparks spewed out from the jaw of the fallen demon.

Sir Elisabeth’s body was thrown straight out.

“Kuk!”

“Sir Elisabeth!”

Cristel and I ran quickly towards her, who had fallen. I was out of my mind.

“Sir Elisabeth, are you okay!?”

“I’m, okay…”

Cristel carefully turned her over and laid her down. Fortunately, there was no bleeding.

She hadn’t been directly hit by the Thunder Dragon’s breath, but she seemed to have been caught in the shockwave while standing next to it.

Only then did I let out a thin breath. A few scratches were visible on the Lady of the Small Count’s cheeks.

She slowly gave strength to her waist and raised her upper body.

“Your Highness…”

“Descend the mountain, unharmed. That is an order.”

The Prince, who had already arrived, said in a low voice. His sword was soaked with the demon’s blood.

Looking back, I could see the Thunder Dragon’s corpse, which had been finished off by the Prince.

“What are you talking about? I’m fine too.”

“Can you hold a sword with a broken arm?”

“……”

Sir Elisabeth bit her lip.

Cristel and I were startled and examined her right arm.

I hadn’t noticed it at all until the Prince spoke.

My heart sank when I saw the limp affected area.

I had memorized a few more healing circles in preparation for today, but there was nothing that could heal this level of fracture.

I gritted my teeth.

“I’m sorry, Sir Elisabeth. I’m still lacking as a healing priest.”

“No, it’s my fault for being careless, Prince Yeseo.”

The Lady of the Small Count smiled. A different kind of cold sweat was forming on her forehead.

“I’ll call the Marquis. I don’t want to hear the resentment of your fiancé.”

The Prince said. At his second sentence, Sir Elisabeth finally nodded her head slightly.

She rummaged through her bosom with her left hand and took out a transparent marble.

It was a disposable magic tool that every participant in the ‘Demon Subjugation’ had received.

The left hand, with the yellow diamond ring sparkling, gripped the marble tightly.

-Kwajik!

Then, the marble shattered and a red mana beam soared into the sky.

Looking up along the straight line of light, I could see the same red lines being drawn in various directions in the clear sky.

It meant that a considerable number of participants currently wanted to withdraw.

“Good heavens, Elisabeth!”

Following that, a familiar voice echoed from the valley.

Marquis Francois Duiem, who had appeared in an instant with his specialty ‘Instant Movement,’ was approaching us with a worried look.

He was the organizer of the competition and the only paramedic.

As his younger brother, the Commander of the Duiem Guard, had said, he had been honing his magic, waiting only for today, in order to save people and help them descend the mountain like this.

“Why is your arm in that state? Goodness, you four caught that thing!”

The Marquis’s pink eyes trembled.

He had a confused look on his face, unsure of whether to be more surprised by the Thunder Dragon’s corpse or the unexpected patient.

Sir Elisabeth frowned.

“Uncle, let’s just go down…”

“Yes, we need to hurry if we don’t want to be scolded by Prince Calamar. To catch a Thunder Dragon…”

The Marquis looked at each of our faces one by one and placed his hand on Sir Elisabeth’s forehead.

It seemed that companion movement was possible with just that level of contact.

Cristel gently grabbed and released the Lady of the Small Count’s left hand, whispering that she would see her later.

Then the Prince opened his mouth.

“Marquis.”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

“What is going on?”

The Prince shook his sword once and aimed it at the Marquis’s chin.

His eyes flickered like the surface of the sun.

“Your Highness.”

“Quiet.”

I tried to stop him, but he even blocked my mouth.

I was also curious about how things were going, but I thought he was really harsh, even though Sir Elisabeth was hurt.

“A legendary demon that was the winning offering two years ago appeared in the first advance. Is that common?”

“Please have mercy. It’s the first time it’s happened.”

“Then what is your hypothesis?”

The mid-bass voice poured out only clear questions. The Marquis slowly closed and opened his trembling eyelids.

He was more passionate about researching demons and magic tools than anyone else in the empire.

He must have had something in mind.

“…It’s because the sacred objects here are not one.”

The explanation that flowed from his mouth was something no one expected.