What Happens When The Second Male Lead Powers Up [EN]: Chapter 714

“Your Highness, there are other people here…”

“What does that matter?”

The man replied as if it were nothing. Gain couldn’t keep up with the conversation at all.

Then, the Palace Lord hugged Hyegom and lowered his voice even more.

The dimly lit warehouse, tinged with brown, held an even more secretive atmosphere.

The table, which had been supporting at least three servings of food, was emptied in less than thirty minutes.

“You know better than anyone that it matters. Duke Leopold Lasso, our prisoner of war, is watching, and Isabel doesn’t know about it yet. What about Lynn? And what about Prince Dioph, who’s waiting at the main estate?”

-Kki-aong?

“Does he not know that his eyes belong to the Imperial Family?”

‘You certainly have a tendency to underestimate Jibril Dioph.’ And the Crown Prince was clearly enjoying that fact.

The cloth doll sitting on the table wiggled its legs as if intrigued.

Gain knew exactly what he was about to do, but more importantly, there wasn’t the slightest tremor or anxiety in the man’s soul.

His own sea, which filled his cracks, was telling her that, and nothing else.

The Crown Prince’s old wounds remained as scars, but now even those scars were gradually fading.

“As the heir to the Liester Empire, I shall demonstrate one of my abilities here.”

Cedric Liester was moving forward, leaving the past behind.

“…Your Highness?”

-Awoong?

“Crown Prince?”

“Duke Lasso, even so, the Crown Prince is a bit…”

Leaving Gain alone in this place.

“This is neither a secret nor a rumor, and no one can use it to slander me.”

-Aeooong

Suddenly, the man with broad shoulders grabbed the hilt of Hyegom.

‘Whoosh!’ Immediately, flames erupted from his palm and began to be absorbed into the sword.

Of course, it was a power that didn’t harm the Palace Lord in the slightest.

The two people who didn’t understand the situation widened their eyes, and Johann Haynes drew a pleasant curve at the corners of his drooping eyes.

Gain suddenly turned to look at her teacher’s profile and thought.

That guy must be a proud disciple to the teacher, for sure.

“Goodness, Your Highness! Does Hyegom even consume Ether [magical energy] now?”

“If I command it.”

-Whoosh…!

Finally, his body emitted a bright light, and the voice answering the Palace Lord sounded a little younger in the meantime.

Isabel, finally grasping the situation, hurriedly covered her mouth with both hands.

Lynn, sitting on the Palace Lord’s lap, shone her eyes like a child who had received a wonderful toy.

Duke Lasso still didn’t seem to realize exactly what was going on, but just as the Crown Prince’s height was almost halved—

“Good heavens, how can such a miracle be… ! Does this truly mean the Liester Imperial Family has received the blessing of the Main God?”

He exclaimed with a pale and weary face.

Two or three pigeons clustered together, blocking his beak.

‘Swish…’ Thus, when the light containing the sun subsided, and even the fire and heat completely disappeared…

“I shall be off.”

The youthful voice declared.

Little ‘Saydi’ looked healthier and more confident than ever.

It was flawless control without any excess.

“…Alright, Cedric. Let’s just do something about the sleeves and pants.”

Then, the Palace Lord, with a face that had let go of everything, sat Lynn on the chair and tidied up the Imperial Grandson’s appearance.

The hand stroking the child’s rosy cheeks was as gentle as ever.

He looked much less worried than Gain had thought.

No, he even seemed to be pleased.

A smile that wholeheartedly supported the Crown Prince’s decision and cheered him on forever.

A whisper full of trust. Eyes that seemed unable to bear how proud he was.

“Do you remember our plan? First, steal the Sun Halo Herb. Second, capture Maiker Lasso and quickly and easily recapture the Lord’s Castle. And also, moderately get the things we need for that.”

“The priorities seem to be reversed.”

“Both are equally important. I trust only you, Saydi.”

The boy wasn’t sweating like before.

Rather, his eyes were full of spirit, and his upright back exuded confidence.

The little one boldly glanced at Isabel and Duke Lasso once each.

And finally, after taking one pigeon, he stared intently at his teacher, Sir Johann Haynes.

Until he said this.

“Come back safely, disciple. Leave this place to me.”

“Hmph.”

Leap, leap, leap! The child fearlessly jumped over the towering piles of boxes.

Reaching the window blocked with an X was instantaneous.

‘Creak, creeeak.’ Opening the window made a somewhat grating sound, but thankfully, there was no particular reaction from the warehouse entrance.

“…”

-Thud!

Saydi glanced at Gain and then disappeared out the window. That was the end.

“Woaaa…”

“Amazing, right? That’s a handsome uncle’s superpower.”

“Yeah, handsome.”

“Handsome? Is Cedric Uncle handsome now?”

“Uung.”

As Lynn nodded, holding half a cookie, the Palace Lord smiled so brightly that his pupils couldn’t be seen, and he was delighted.

Even Hana, the Emperor, hummed lyrics, saying, ‘I have lived long enough in this world to see this.’

The pigeons and divine beasts, as well as the foolish Duke Lasso, were all gleeful.

Gain alone couldn’t join in that atmosphere.

…And she sincerely hated herself for it.

“It is truly amazing. I have often heard that purple tulips bloom in the Imperial Palace, but I never knew that the gods would bestow such abilities…”

“Sir, did Haynes know? I must offer a dawn prayer to the Main God who watches over His Highness.”

“…I happened to find out. My disciple has a firm heart.”

“…”

…It felt like only she was stuck in a musty and dark corner.

Cedric Liester, Leopold Lasso.

Everyone else is getting better, but only Ham Gain is pathetically…

“Then, Palace Lord…”

“Shall we review the next plan in the meantime?”

Suddenly, a sharp voice like an awl popped out from her pocket.

Gain immediately bit her tongue.

Fortunately, her friends seemed to be too happy with the smoothly progressing operation to notice her ugly side.

Isabel unfolded the map again, and this time, everyone’s heads, including the Palace Lord, gathered in one place.

The chattering of her friends continued. Gain closed her eyes tightly and repeated inwardly.

Ham Gain.

No matter how you feel, no matter how pathetic you are, now is not the time to show it.

Don’t feel inferior to someone who is doing well.

Instead of congratulating them, don’t twist yourself like a twisted breadstick and ruin the atmosphere alone, please.

You’re old enough. Do you have time to act pathetic?

Don’t make mistakes here.

“…What time did you say the celebration was?”

Gain asked in a calm voice. Johann watched her subtly.

“They said it starts at eight o’clock.”

“Eight o’clock. Still have time. It would be perfect to identify the other nobles who were invited before then. Listening to you talk earlier, it seems the knights were quite disappointed. Are the guests not good?”

“Hmm. I have studied and know which families our family interacts with and which merchants we trade with, but… I am in the dark regarding the detailed specifics. That is mainly the work of the secretaries…”

“Well, Dioph will take care of that. Once the reconnaissance is over, we’ll split up from here, right?”

Gain, who spoke cheerfully as usual, tapped the map and rummaged through her pockets.

It was to record the travel time and number of people with a quill.

“Oh, right.”

The pen isn’t here. She suddenly looked at the woman across from her.

As always, her gentle and dark eyes were solely capturing Gain.

“…”

“That…”

Only then, really belatedly, did Gain realize.

That the person in front of her had noticed her ‘strangeness’ from the beginning.

That even though she couldn’t fully understand it, she had been concerned all along.

‘She’s my mom…’

‘When did I give birth to you to be called mom? Mom is what you call the person who gave birth to you.’

…Because she said such nasty things, she must have been hurt.

She knew that well, but she couldn’t bring herself to apologize right away.

For some reason, the Ether was churning, and she felt sick along with it.

A slight dizziness came over her. In an instant, all sorts of thoughts flooded Gain’s mind like a tsunami.

“…”

Honestly, if I had a daughter like me, I think I would be tired and hate it.

My real mom used to say that all the time. She said she already gets annoyed just when I call her ‘Mom.’

What did the person in front of me do wrong to have to take in a child like me?

How can I compensate for the loss of losing a beloved daughter overnight?

A person who probably has never lied in her life, how did her fate get so twisted…

-Thud

“Gasp.”

Gain flinched and woke up from her thoughts. The teacher was holding her wrist.

The mint-colored gaze seemed to pierce through her, but the voice flowing out was as gentle as a flower breeze.

“It seems you’ve been neglecting your Ether circulation these past few days, disciple.”

“…Ah. Yes, a bit.”

She answered vaguely and turned her gaze away, and her eyes met the Palace Lord’s.

He was wearing his usual worried expression.

A face that sincerely cared for Gain and deeply thought about her.

A clear gaze with not a single point of hypocrisy to be found.

A strong will to put aside anything and help her.

…But for some reason, she felt a sense of frustration.

“It’s okay. I was too nervous, I just got a little dizzy. Hahaha. Could you give me that quill? Isabel.”

Only after saying that did she realize that she had called her ‘Isabel’ instead of ‘Mother.’

Gain slowly swept back her bangs and raised her head.

“…”

“…”

A face in despair came into view.

She made a mistake. For the second time.

This time, it might be irreversible.

*

“…Then, Prince Sarhentini. If you need anything, please ring the bell at any time.”

“Yes. I don’t need anything right now, so leave.”

‘Thud!’ The prince, sitting on the sofa, gestured as if he was annoyed.

The attendant hesitated for a moment whether to offer tea or alcohol, but upon seeing his resolute profile, he gave up.

Soon, the door closed, and only the red-eyed handsome man remained in the reception room at the end of the hallway.

He slowly counted the numbers until the attendant’s footsteps disappeared beyond the corner.

“…Three, two, one.”

-Thump!

And as soon as his finger stopped, he got up from his seat.

He didn’t want to use mana unnecessarily and arouse suspicion, but in preparation for any situation, he took out a staff from his pocket and shoved it into his sleeve.

From now on, there was quite a lot to do.

To avoid being caught by the nagging bully Palace Lord, he had to do it perfectly without mistakes…

-Knock knock knock

“What is it? I said I didn’t need anything earlier…”

Wait. Why is the sound of knocking coming from the window?

Jibril frowned and turned his head.

A very bad feeling scratched past his amethyst earrings.

“…”

-Knock knock knock

“…”

The man found a boy standing on the wide roof, knocking on the window.

A familiar black hair. Familiar orange eyes.

A face he knew well since Jibril was bullying his innocent tutor.

“…Oh, yeah. Go down carefully. Say hello to your parents for me.”

‘How do the nobles of the Divine Nation educate their children?’ Just as he was muttering that and trying to ignore it—

-Bang bang bang!

“If you don’t open it right now, I will make you the future Prime Minister…”

“Ah! I know, stop it, damn it!”