What Happens When The Second Male Lead Powers Up [EN]: Chapter 634

Interstellar Molecule (1)

Sub Male Lead on Strike-634

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Interstellar Molecule (1)

‘In this folder’

······Blink.

‘Do you want to save’

Blink, blink.

‘The file?’

Blink, blink, blink!

-BEEEEEEEEEP!

A yellow warning light flashed over my head. Headache and fear gripped me.

*

Huh-uh!

“Jeong Hyun-seo!”

‘Jeong Hyun-seo, Hyun-seo, Hyun-seo!’ Several echoes reverberated.

Cough, cough, cough! I hurriedly gasped for breath and sat up.

My throat, constricted, coughed several times before finally calming down.

My whole body was damp with sweat, and I vividly felt thick drops of sweat trickling down my Adam’s apple.

Perhaps because I had been exerting all my strength and generating heat until just before, the air felt chilly and cold.

I quickly wrapped the robe around my legs.

I felt somewhat relieved that Gaga Bag and Seongjang, which retained my body temperature, were nearby.

“Huh?”

No. I can’t relax yet, Jeong Ye-seo!

“Here······. It’s that place. That place.”

I hurriedly looked around and muttered to myself. Suddenly, a chill ran down my spine.

A space that was all white, with no sign of life.

A pure white blank space that felt qualitatively different from Dduk-ssim’s artificial space.

The place where I once met Prince Ye-seo Venetian and the late Emperor Romero Liester.

A world outside the world where ordinary physical laws didn’t seem to apply at all.

‘The pure white interstellar space’.

“Then······. Did I get out okay?”

Only then did a sigh escape my lips. It seemed so, for now.

I had passed through this place once when I crossed over to the world line of , and I had also stopped here once when I returned to my friends’ world line from my veranda.

It seemed to be a space that I inevitably had to cross when moving between worlds.

Looking at the white color that was already familiar to my eyes after having been here several times, I diligently organized my thoughts.

The first thing that comes to mind is······.

‘Do you want to save?’

“······.”

It was the scene I saw a little while ago. Was that a dream, or was it real?

Did Hyung [older brother/close male friend] properly save that world line? I guess he did, right?

If so, I don’t have to worry about that place anymore. It really will be.

I got up from my seat, more resolute than ever with faith in Hyung.

I almost tripped over my own feet because I was so drained, but I managed to regain my balance by leaning on Seongjang.

I felt exhausted and my energy was depleted as if I hadn’t eaten all day.

Since my mind is so clear, it’s obviously not down to the bottom level, but······.

‘Oh my gosh, Ms. Shu!’

‘We will definitely succeed this time! Of course!’

“······Ah.”

Barbara Shu-sensei [teacher/master].

The face of the last wizard I faced came to mind, and my heart instantly became heavy.

It may have been a misunderstanding, but No-eun looked like she was crying.

In the midst of the chaos where seven-colored rainbows swirled like a storm, she was shouting, wielding her staff so hard that her thin arms looked like they were breaking.

It was the only thing that had been the old woman’s only will in the world.

The moment a complex magic circle that I had never seen before opened on the ground, I clearly heard the sound of the sky tearing apart.

However, it was already mixed with darkness, so it was an uncertain memory.

······Are you okay, elder?

“I didn’t even get to say thank you. I’ve been indebted to you so much······.”

My head dropped in apology.

Ms. Shu had clearly summoned the induction ceremony from the day she lost His Majesty the King a long time ago.

It seemed that a much higher-dimensional formula had been added to the magic that distorted space.

Perhaps that was what grabbed and twisted open the mouth of the disappearing rainbow bridge gate.

Fortunately, it seemed to have succeeded the second time······.

Are you hurt anywhere? Are her acorns, Charlemagne, and Bamboo Spear okay?

What about Prince Ye-seo, who was standing in the middle of the bridge? Christel and the Crown Prince······.

I recalled the group left there one by one and shook my head helplessly.

At this rate, my heart would sink endlessly and I wouldn’t be able to do anything.

I can’t go back just because I’m worried, so from now on I have to think about what’s ahead.

Now I’m going back again. To the world line we were in.

“······Let’s see. Is there anyone here?”

I deliberately straightened my neck and calmly looked around.

For some reason, neither the late Emperor Romero nor the prince was visible this time.

It was the same when I came here that my friends weren’t by my side, so I guess that’s how it is.

Then, do I have to wait indefinitely like this and then be thrown into our world without warning again?

Last time, the floor suddenly moved on its own like a moving walk. I have to be prepared to some extent.

-Swish······

“Oh.”

I was rolling my eyes, hoping there would be someone passing by, when I saw a small table in front of me.

I swear it was an object that wasn’t here until a few seconds ago.

I looked east, west, south, and north for a long time like a prey wary of a predator’s attack, and then carefully walked towards it.

There was a round pot on the table.

“Wow, that looks delicious!”

When I found the food in the pot, my eyes widened like lanterns.

It was clearly kimchi stew that had been cooked very deliciously.

Judging from the fact that the red soup was still bubbling, it was a dish that had just been taken off the heat, and also from the fact that it contained canned tuna instead of pork, and that it had plenty of potatoes sliced in it······. It was clearly my Hyung’s signature menu.

I moved my hand as if possessed to find a spoon.

In front of the pot were three bowls of white rice with steaming white steam rising from them.

There was also a plate of burnt seaweed and freshly made water kimchi [a type of non-spicy kimchi] that looked refreshing just by looking at it.

Crazy. My mouth is watering. Is this Jeong Hyun-seo’s gift? Please let it be?

「Please be careful.」

“Ah, shoot.”

Right then, I heard a ‘presence’ calling me from behind.

These people all had no voices, but they had an amazing ability to make their presence known.

I was startled and turned around.

“Oh······.”

But I don’t know this person’s face. Who is it?

「I came along to repay your kindness, but why are you falling for this temptation?」

The man grabbed the hem of his fluttering clothes and walked towards me.

I immediately tensed up and held Seongjang in both hands.

He was dressed in a priest’s uniform and wore a bishop’s hat on his head, and he was the owner of a face that seven out of ten people would turn around to look at if they encountered him on the street.

He had a very sickly complexion, but he was quite tall.

His eyes were the same ordinary color as mine, but his hair was a particularly bright emerald color, which was impressive······.

Wait, emerald color?

“Perhaps······.”

I felt a tingling sensation. As I licked my lips, the priest nodded slightly.

「Yes. My name is Nikola Pompili. I am a priest of the Liester Imperial Palace, and before I got married, my last name was ‘Bakari’.」

“Ah! Hello, Count’s husband.”

He was the owner of the precious sacred object bracelet that we shattered into pieces while opening the rainbow bridge.

I hurriedly bowed my head. Then he gently waved his hand.

「You freed me from the curse that kept me from leaving this world, so rather, I should be the one greeting you.」

「Thank you.」

「Thanks to you, now······.」

The husband smiled with a face that looked like he was about to cry.

「After a very long time, I will be able to go and have an audience with that person.」

“That person······. Are you perhaps talking about the late Emperor Valerie?”

「Yes. It seems that she is somewhere here. I can feel it, although it is not accurate.」

The man looked around the interstellar space and answered. I blankly stared at his profile.

That’s right, Camille had definitely said something like that before leaving.

Sir Pompili had swallowed the emperor’s poison instead of her at a young age and died, and his relic became a powerful sacred object.

Afterwards, the Vatican recognized the miracles and merits that the husband had performed and raised him to the rank of Imperial Saint.

So, his request was to throw this person’s bracelet into the ‘Sea of ​​Silence’ so that it could be with the remains of the late Emperor Valerie······.

“Excuse me, but Sir······. Have you been trapped inside the sacred object all along? The whole time since you passed away?”

「Yes. I was finally able to be released with your help.」

The priest lightly affirmed. I was incredibly surprised inside.

Then, since I was able to meet her here because the sacred object was broken······.

Should I see it as something that turned out better? Can I do that?

「However, I can’t bring myself to leave because it seems that a precious person is alone.」

“Um. Are you talking about me?”

I pulled down the corners of my mouth that were slightly rising. The priest looked at me seriously.

「Yes. Be careful with food. This is what affects the nobleman’s vessel the fastest.」

“Gasp.”

He pointed behind me. When I turned around in surprise, there was nothing there anymore.

I blankly stared at the table and pot that were scattering into black powder.

It felt like I had been hit hard in the back of the head. Whew······.

「Didn’t you know that the food didn’t smell at all?」

······Crazy. Come to think of it, it really didn’t!

“No, how did you know that, Sir?”

Goosebumps rose on my arms and my mouth opened on its own.

The kimchi stew was definitely not Hyung’s gift. The priest said calmly.

「I have stayed on the continent as a spirit for a long time, so it is not difficult to recognize the extraordinary. Let’s go this way together.」

“Ah, yes. Yes? What comes out if we go there?”

I hurriedly followed him, fixing the Gaga Bag that was slipping down.

It’s not in my nature to trust strangers so easily, but the husband’s words that he ‘wanted to repay my kindness’ seemed sincere. His face, which looked like he was about to cry, also felt sincere.

Then the priest turned to me and smiled slightly.

I finally realized that his body was becoming more transparent as it went down.

「I can feel a presence in this direction. Shouldn’t we find your friends?」

*

How long has it been since then? An hour? Two hours?

-Step, step, step······

“Oh my.”

I stopped for a moment because my knees were starting to ache.

The sound of footsteps was just mine, but now I had a kind ghost companion with me.

Sir Nikola would occasionally stand in place and look around, or close his eyes and carefully sense something.

He would also tell me about the late Valerie Liester with a slightly excited look.

He served her as one of the emperor’s many priests, and Valerie cherished him so much that she often took evening walks with him.

He also explained that she had even created a large overnight room in the Imperial Palace so that he could comfortably stand guard.

This was a bit of surprising TMI [Too Much Information].

「When I woke up alone in the morning, there was a new vase of flowers on the bedside table every day.」

I diligently followed him and added exclamations.

“You received a lot of trust, Sir. Isn’t it rare for a boss to cherish a subordinate so much?”

「······Yes. I guess so.」

The priest smiled faintly at me.

Is replacing the flowers in the vase an old expression of friendship in the imperial family?

I should try it sometime later.

“Then what is the best gift to give to a friend outside the Imperial Palace? I don’t know much about elegant ways. The maid who helps me······. Oh?”

I was asking a question because I thought I could get useful information, but an object hanging in the air far away caught my eye.

I don’t know when it was in that spot, but its dark presence was very strong.

The husband, who discovered this, stopped moving first.

I also frowned carefully this time.

-Squeak, squeak······

“What is that? A steel cage? It looks like a birdcage······.”

Wait a minute. ‘Birdcage’?

One side of my chest sank with a thud. I jumped forward like a madman.

Come to think of it, the color flickering inside the iron bars somehow looked familiar.

Shock and worry were mixed up in a mess and I couldn’t tear them apart.

My surprised breath was out of sync.

What’s going on? Is this real?

“No way, no way······.”

-Clang!

Oh my god!

“Hyung! Jeong Hyun-seo!”

-Flap! Flap flap flap!

【Jeong Ye-seo!】

It was a phoenix trapped in a black cage!

I was at a loss and looked at Hyung in detail.

The Seongjang that fell to the floor made a sharp sound like a warning.

Instead of displaying a status window, the phoenix was now speaking human words in Hyung’s voice.

Fortunately, he didn’t seem to be hurt, but he looked exhausted and surprised.

Now I was embarrassed because I didn’t know what was going on, and honestly, I was a little scared. I tried to bite my tongue to avoid stuttering.

“What is it? Why is Hyung trapped in a place like this? Can’t you open it? Can’t you get out on your own?”

【I’m okay, so you run away quickly first.】

“What are you talking about? Where am I going, leaving Hyung behind?”

‘I’ll break this first.’ I hurriedly grabbed the Seongjang that I had dropped.

For a moment, shock flashed across the phoenix’s eyes, but I didn’t care.

My gaze briefly reached behind me. The husband, who had already approached, was looking at us with worried eyes—

-Poo-wook!

「Ah······!」

With a terrible noise, a large scythe pierced his stomach from behind.

Black liquid poured all over my cheeks.

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

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

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[English Translation] Imagine waking up not as the hero, but as the second fiddle in your sister's favorite romance novel! That's exactly what happened. Except, this isn't just any supporting role—it's a fast track to a tragic war and an untimely demise. Forget destiny! This second lead is rewriting his fate. He's dodging the main characters, embracing a life of leisure, and counting down the seconds until he can finally go home. Can he escape the predetermined plot, or will he be forever trapped in a romantic fantasy gone wrong?

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