What Happens When The Second Male Lead Powers Up [EN]: Chapter 747

Premonition (2)

We were in great shock.

No, really.

For a long time, everyone was speechless, wearing grimaces like people chewing Gongjin pills [a type of traditional medicine known for its bitter taste].

“······”

“······So, to summarize the situation so far.”

I pressed my temples and calmly started counting on my fingers.

It’s definitely a shocking situation, but when you think about it, isn’t this not the first time something like this has happened to us?

It was a hundred, a thousand times wiser to share information as quickly as possible, organize our thoughts, and quickly decide how to act in the future.

Because even while we’re stuttering, the situation outside the territory will surely be going crazy!

“Count Arno van Roy, you are a man of Princess Elysee, but you also swore allegiance to Duke Wilhelmina Schneider to carry out a double agent mission. To gain his trust, you even risked your life with a black magic oath.”

“Uncle, you really went too far… What were you thinking when you went that far?”

Ms. Gain rebuked.

It sounded like a sharp tone, but I could easily read compassion in her voice.

She was originally that kind of person.

If she knew someone’s weakness, she could never truly be harsh.

“Meeting us at the Yeriho black market was also to find Werner Venetian, who had hidden there… Of course, you failed to capture him. Later, as the war intensified, a crack finally occurred in Venetian. Duke Schneider’s rebels and Princess Elysee’s New Kingdom forces clashed in Cheonro, and you faced Adriana Albina, the Land Attribute Cardinal and countess, one-on-one.”

Thanks to that, we were able to come here without getting caught up in a big fight.

Not only that, but we also discovered Lilianer Venetian’s underground passage and secret tomb.

In the Raso Territory Castle, where royal blood flows, we found the ‘Papal Document,’ and learned about Pope Mateus Roseharder’s lonely struggle and the terrible secrets surrounding the founding of Venetian.

Also, what Wilhelmina’s specific goal was in upholding the legacy of the Venetian dynasty.

Furthermore, what their royal capital was made of….

‘[Elite Seo. A clue came out of Mom’s room.]’

‘Godslayer.’

What you can do with it. Now I know everything.

“······You and the countess fought fiercely for several days······. In the end, the situation ended with inflicting fatal wounds that threatened each other’s lives.”

“But this uncle is an ordinary human, so he hid in Memphis to try to survive somehow. He was carried to Teacher Johann in the form of a living corpse just before he made acquaintances with the Grim Reaper. On the other hand, that cardinal with a flower in her hair······.”

“She wouldn’t die alone, she couldn’t die like this. She must have had that kind of mentality.”

Gibreel Diop spat out.

I fidgeted with Ms. Gain’s hand for a long time, glanced at Count Roy, and hurriedly looked for Cedric.

Our eyes met as if he had been waiting.

“Will Her Majesty in Cheonro be okay? Do we not need to go back······.”

“You’re worrying unnecessarily. Well, I guess.”

‘You have never seen my mother’s power,’ The Crown Prince added indifferently with his arms crossed.

Then the patient on the bed said something similar.

“Since His Highness the Grand Duke is on the battlefield… He will somehow be able to stop it.”

“Is that really true? Then, will there be no major damage to our side or the Crown Princess’s side?”

I knew very well that there were powerful people gathered there, but I was still worried.

Who would be comfortable in this situation?

A holy knight is going to burn himself to carry out a terror attack!

“······More than that.”

‘You said you were going to the royal capital.’ Instead of giving a specific answer, the count brought up a completely different topic.

The man’s long eyelashes, trembling slightly, looked somehow pitiful.

I believe he can recover completely, but it didn’t seem like it would happen anytime soon.

“I want the young master to take this. But… never touch it with your bare hands.”

“Yes? Ah, that black pouch?”

“I think he’s referring to the tree fruit inside, Lord Guju [referring to the protagonist, Guju, as a term of respect],” Sir Johann replied in a soft voice, taking the silk pouch into his arms.

He seemed to have moved a little faster because he was worried that I would touch it first, but that must be a misunderstanding.

I nodded obediently and looked back at the count.

Then he whispered with pale, almost blue cheeks.

“······It’s the Iraan fruit that was smuggled from the black market.”

······Yes?

“Yes?”

“What is it? Iraan? Iraan fruit?”

“Could it mean the divine object ‘Spirit of Iraan’?”

Ms. Gain, Cedric, and I spoke at the same time.

As the man moved his dry lips, Francois, with a serious expression, knocked on the door and entered.

We gave him a seat, but also listened intently to Count Roy’s whispers.

Concentrating so much that we could hear each other’s breathing.

“I have no face to see Your Highnesses in this state… With my current body, I have no choice but to become the young master’s prisoner.”

“······.”

His gray-purple eyes drew a beautiful arc like silk clouds. I gaped.

“Please don’t lose that, and I warn you repeatedly, no matter what happens… Don’t touch it with your bare hands. It holds a special divine power that causes madness.”

“Madness? Ah, come to think of it, one of the Spirit’s unique abilities is…!”

That’s right! A brief realization struck my head.

I hurriedly took out the notebook from my arms and flipped through the front pages.

The Spirit of Iraan is definitely the most gentle and kind-hearted divine object on the continent, but apart from that, the abilities the Spirit possesses are truly terrifying.

I went home, read the original work thoroughly, and took notes diligently.

I also received various help from this in the black market!

– One divine object has three unique abilities (excluding basic attributes).

– Unlike the imperial divine objects that exist in fixed locations, the divine objects of the New Kingdom are known to freely roam around.

Okay, I found the divine object section. Spirit of Iraan, Spirit of Iraan….

‘Unique abilities: Life force, purification, madness.’

Here it is, madness!

“······It is the decisive evidence to reveal Schneider’s evil deeds to the world.”

“Huh? That fruit is evidence?”

Ms. Gain raised her head, startled, while looking at the notebook with me.

I was also surprised and blinked. What evidence?

“······Could it be.”

Francois, Cedric, and Diop muttered at the same time.

I felt a chill down my spine and looked back at the three royals. Why are you all….

“Uncle Delicious [referring to the protagonist, Guju].”

“Yeah, yeah?”

“King, you know.”

Lynn, who had been in Ms. Gain’s arms for a long time, suddenly called me.

I was startled by the unexpected remark because I thought the child was asleep.

Suddenly, the king?

“New Kingdom. King. Sick.”

“······.”

“Woo-oong.”

······.

“Count, right? It’s not what I’m thinking, is it?”

I was out of breath for no reason. I looked at the cardinal urgently, like someone thirsty for certainty.

But he was just rolling the cameo necklace around with his bandaged fingertips.

Like someone who believes that anxiety will really subside.

“······Whether it’s the New Kingdom or the Empire. It won’t matter anymore.”

The man looked beyond the distant ceiling, then back at me.

For a moment, a light that I couldn’t understand what it meant floated up and sank deep below his pupils.

“Did you say you were the archangel of the Lord God, kind young master? I’m ashamed, but… I have a favor to ask.”

“······.”

‘According to the spy, she is suffering from madness these days.’

What His Majesty the Emperor once said echoed in my head like a siren.

I looked back at Sir Johann’s arms and swallowed hard.

“······Please, be sure to punish the one who dared to harm the king’s mind.”

“······.”

And I squeezed my eyes shut.

······Wilhelmina Schneider, you are truly the worst villain.

The Emperor and Grand Duke’s conversation, unexpectedly, did not last long.

Before long, Frederick Liester turned his horse around.

-Clatter, clatter, clatter….

“His Majesty is returning! His Majesty the Emperor is returning!”

“No, already?”

“Marquis Mute also rushed away earlier, did something happen at the exit?”

The knights rushed out and paid their respects to the Emperor’s early return from the front patrol.

Frederick dismounted and immediately entrusted the reins, then began walking towards his camp.

The Liester Empire’s temporary barracks in the heart of Cheonro were very chaotic, but they had somewhat the appearance of a campsite.

In the decent and wide alleys, tents with only pillars were set up, and large fire pits were placed around the rarely existing springs.

However, since it was unknown how long the ceasefire would last, most soldiers wore weapons on their waists or backs.

The horses also consumed enough water and feed, but they couldn’t take off their saddles.

“Duke Blanquer.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“Has there been any other reply from the Ark of Biryeom?”

The Emperor asked with sharp eyes.

The wizard, who was walking with a cane, immediately shook his head.

“No, Your Majesty. The Ark has not returned since leaving towards the Imperial Palace.”

“······.”

Frederick paused in thought.

It had been four days since he had received contact from the Crown Prince’s party.

In the meantime, the Archangel of the Lord God had perfectly proven his theory.

Indeed, there was a passage with ugly secrets lurking beneath the puppeteer’s Cheonro, and the 33rd Cavalry successfully advanced to the foot of the royal capital through it.

Furthermore, they captured Duke Leopold Raso, a member of the Venetian royal family and Cardinal of the Air Attribute, and were about to strike his territory soon.

If it were them, they would have successfully occupied that land by now.

“······There was also a report that they are protecting the New Kingdom’s young princess.”

“Yes. It was quite encouraging news.”

The Duke replied. The Emperor’s eyes, which had been counting the air, sank darkly.

Even though they had not achieved as overwhelming achievements as the Crown Prince’s party, word came that other cavalry units were also advancing, besieging the royal capital from all directions.

He had heard several times that they had occupied small villages or signal fires.

However, that was also until three or four days ago, and these days, carrier pigeons seemed unable to enter Cheonro at all.

······In many ways, the time was right.

“Since there was an agreement with the Grand Duke, we must speed up the advance.”

“Your Majesty, by speeding up, do you mean······.”

As expected, Camille, who was following with a cane, looked at the Emperor.

He turned to the prophet and raised the corners of his mouth with a smirk.

“Didn’t I tell you once? That nothing is visible around Prince Yeseo, and therefore even my future near that guy is not visible in your eyes······.”

“······.”

“I find that a very pleasing warning.”

“Your Majesty.”

Camille’s face hardened.