What Happens When The Second Male Lead Powers Up [EN]: Chapter 763

The Consequences of a Sub-Male Lead’s Strike- Episode 763

Matchmaking (2)

“Michael is the name of an archangel. Like ‘Gabriel.’ And…”

“It’s also Prince Yeser’s father’s name.”

On the way back to the multi-purpose room, Sir Johann answered kindly.

Perhaps because of that thought, I kept glancing at the super-sized bulletin board.

As I lowered my voice as much as possible, Perry bowed his head along with me, swaying up and down.

“That note from earlier, do you think someone really left it for him?”

-Grumble

“Well, ‘Michael’ isn’t a common name in the Divine Kingdom, but it’s not exactly rare either.”

“I see.”

Well, yeah. It’s too dramatic a coincidence.

Of course, considering that everything that makes up this world line is rushing towards one ending, and that most of the facts we discover eventually have some meaning, it’s not a very dramatic flow, but…

Wait a minute, Jung Yeser. Let’s try to stop thinking like this. Whatever it is, let’s not be swayed by those grandmothers [a figure of speech for gossipy or meddling people].

“I think I’m getting a lot of random thoughts because I don’t have any friends. It’s too quiet around here.”

“With all due respect, Your Highness has always been a thoughtful person.”

“……”

“Sometimes I find it interesting because I can’t figure out what you’re thinking.”

“……”

No matter how much I thought about it, the word ‘interesting’ from Sir Johann didn’t seem like a compliment, but anyway, he was smiling like an angel again this time, so I just nodded.

I quietly looked back at the people of the Divine Kingdom receiving healing and care from the priests in the lobby.

To be honest, from the moment I grasped the reality here, I wanted to step in and help…

“It’s troubling for me to see you like that.”

“……I really can’t fool Sir Johann.”

“I would gladly be fooled if you wished, but your eye color doesn’t return easily, so it’s too dangerous.”

He said softly, leading me to the stairs.

He was right a hundred times over, so I had nothing to say.

If I didn’t have Francois’ magic stone glasses, I would have been in real trouble.

After pouring out a large amount of ether to chase away the ‘Fallen’ at dawn and brightly illuminating my growth, my eye color has been fixed in purple ever since.

If I hadn’t used ether after that, the situation might have been different, but after coming to the Pantheon, I used my power again to feed and care for the divine beasts.

Only around evening did my eyes finally change to a color that looked like a drop or two of brown water had fallen.

So this is…

“…Is the presence of my Crown getting stronger? Just like His Majesty Hahnan said.”

‘-Finally, the vessel resonates with the ether.’

‘-For the time being, you will need spiritual cultivation and healing.’

That night when Jung Hyunser’s phoenix appeared in my dream and I got a nightmare-like clue about ‘Godslayer’.

The Elder clearly said that. That my vessel is resonating with the ether.

In short, until now, I was just busy taking and using the overflowing ether, but now my soul is becoming strong enough to fully contain the Holy Grail of Wishes.

Beyond simply ‘borrowing’ the power of the Holy Grail.

“That seems highly likely. Fortunately, only traces of the Crown are visible, and there is no afterglow. If Your Highness stays within the Pantheon, the 33rd Cavalry will continue to be safe.”

“Yes. Loyalty.”

I wasn’t stupid enough not to know the meaning of his repeated requests.

I chuckled with Perry and gratefully received the escort.

Then Sir Johann spoke with a beautiful smile.

“Come to think of it, you said you served in the military. Was it tough?”

“Well, yeah. It would be a lie to say it wasn’t hard, but in my hometown, most men go there by obligation. Fortunately, there was no corruption in the barracks, and of course, doing the Yugyeok [a physically demanding exercise or task] twice still hurts a bit when I think about it. But my brother did winter training twice, so it’s okay. Even the bland and spicy Haemim [a type of Korean seafood stew or dish] got used to it after eating it repeatedly. Ah, it’s like a red, spicy sauce with seafood.”

“Hahaha. You ate well even in the military.”

“Yes. And my senior private, who was the same age as me, is a really good friend, so we still keep in touch. After we both returned to school, we even went to the Yonko Games [a friendly sports competition between four universities] together once.”

“Goyeon…?”

“No, Yonko Games. What Yonko Games is with my senior private… The schools that friend and I attended were different…”

“Ye-e-e-e-p!”

Oh my! I, who was rambling on about my military stories, flinched.

Perry, who jumped up, also stuck to my back.

Sir Johann, who didn’t erase the smile from his lips, slowly rolled his eyes to check the direction of the sound.

The voice that rang through the lobby was very young.

“Let go! I’m going to fight with you until I find my brother! I’m not going!”

“Oh my, young lady. You can’t do this here!”

“Noooo! I know how to sword fight too! I’m not going home!”

‘Yepeueueung!’ A girl with her hair tied up in round buns like dumplings on both sides was lying on the Pantheon lobby floor, acting spoiled.

Next to her stood a woman who appeared to be the child’s maid or nanny, not knowing what to do.

The little girl was probably only seven or eight years old, but at a glance, she was a precious young lady from a noble family.

The colorful silk clothes she was wearing were clean, and even her leather boots and hair accessories all looked custom-made.

I stopped abruptly while climbing the stairs. Perry also wagged his tail, showing interest in the small commotion.

“Goodness, how could this…? This is a place where the sick and the poor rest. If you don’t need urgent treatment, please leave the temple.”

“Princess, please get up from your seat and return home.”

“I’m sorry. I’m really sorry, priest. The young lady isn’t usually like this… Young lady, before your poor nanny faints in shame before the Lord, please. Please.”

“Noooo! Yepp is coming here!”

The girl flailed her arms and legs, resisting fiercely.

A perfectly good boot came off and flew away. The startled patients in the lobby flinched.

I stopped Perry, who was trying to chase after the shoe, and carefully observed the child.

Cheeks flushed red, a face about to cry with a deeply furrowed brow.

There was quite a distance between the little girl and us, but I couldn’t miss that expression. Most families who have raised babies would know.

“Wait, isn’t that the youngest princess of the Valentine barony?”

Around that time, the priest Hilda, who had appeared from somewhere, spoke to them.

I opened my eyes wide and looked back at Sir Johann. ‘Valentine’?

“Y-yes, priest. This is Baron Lavinia Valentine’s eldest grandson and Princess Herarda Valentine’s eldest daughter, Princess Dorothea.”

“Yes. How could such a precious person be causing a disturbance in the sacred temple…?”

“It’s not a disturbance! My brother disappeared, but everyone won’t say anything to me! Even my mom doesn’t come home! Everyone avoids me and doesn’t say anything!”

‘I’m going to find him here!’ The child screamed at the top of her lungs, her neck flushed.

Only then did something suddenly come to mind.

‘Looking for a younger brother, name is Yepp
Five years old, short, black hair, chubby and cute’

That child, she’s the owner of the note I saw on the bulletin board earlier. She’s Yepp’s sister.

And if it’s Valentine…

‘【Wait and see. Do you happen to know the Valentine barony of Venetian?】’

At that time.

‘I think I’ve heard of it somewhere.’

‘【Write it down well. Valentine doesn’t have a good relationship with the Schneider ducal family, and politically, they’re close to Grand Duke Carmingha. A Valentine ancestor immigrated to the Empire in the old days and received a title, and his name is Emmanuel Calamar…】’

Jung Hyunser had repeatedly urged me before. In the ‘Dongsan’ world line.

‘Ah! That’s right, Ganael’s!’

‘【Yes, Ane. Anyway, that family and Carmingha are important. Remember it well.】’

Write it down well, and remember it well.

Carmingha and Valentine were scheduled to play a key role in the war of Toegye Gong, so don’t forget.

Looking back on Yudith Carmingha, the Grand Duke who recently prevented the madness of the battlefield and saved countless lives, none of my brother’s advice was to be discarded.

And we are not in a position to be picky about anything right now.

We have to catch them no matter what.

“…Sir Johann, this might be an opportunity.”

“I’m uneasy. Things rarely go smoothly when Your Highness says that.”

Ahem.

“Who do you think I am? Aren’t I the son of God who went to the army? Watch carefully.”

I raised the corners of my lips at him—Sir Johann smiled as if he couldn’t stop me and lowered his head—and strode towards the lobby.

The little Valentine princess was still throwing a tantrum, loosening her belt.

The nanny couldn’t bring herself to touch the child’s body, but she couldn’t scold her either, so she was at a loss.

Of course, the priests were not much different. Knowing that fact well, the girl gritted her teeth and took an even more aggressive route.

“I’m good at sword fighting! I can go find him! If Mom can’t find him, then I will…!”

Rumble! A dagger suddenly popped out from the waist of the lying child.

I immediately grabbed the child’s wrist and snatched the knife away. Clack!

“It’s dangerous. You could hurt yourself like this. The nanny or someone else could get hurt too. Do you want that?”

“…Who are you?”

The tearful princess’s voice suddenly sank.

The child was frozen stiff at my sudden appearance.

Hilda and the other priests also looked quite surprised.

“I’m a friendly person. Who are you, princess?”

“…Me? Sniff. Dorothea.”

“Nice to meet you, Princess Dorothea. But you can’t achieve what you want this way. A way that causes inconvenience and harm to others will never work anywhere. Do you see those sick children and elderly people struggling over there? It’s really hard to sleep on such a hard floor.”

“…You said you’re a friendly person! I don’t listen to strangers! I’m going to talk to my grandma and mom!”

‘I’m going to find Yepp!’ The princess screamed again, tearing her voice.

It was obvious that she couldn’t overcome the immediate frustration and excitement.

I handed the dagger I had taken from her small hand to Sir Johann, dusted off my seat, and stood up.

Then, I turned to the child’s nanny and said this.

“I can’t help it. Since the princess refuses to talk, we can’t do anything more either. Let’s go, teacher.”

“……”

“Yes, yes? Young master, young master. But the young lady is my…”

The middle-aged man’s eyes widened. The spoiled princess had the same expression.

“No, you have to go out with us. Since it’s useless unless her grandmother and mother come anyway. Priests, go and see to your work. Goodbye, Princess Dorothea. We’ll be on our way.”

“…Huh?”

The child gasped and looked at me, but I didn’t pay any more attention.

Instead, I only whispered to the nanny, ‘Never look back. Now is the time for discipline.’

When Sir Johann gestured slightly, Hilda also took her colleagues and left the scene.

We pushed open the main gate of the Pantheon as it was.

And walked down the front steps, step by step.

-Squeak…

The moment the heavy door slowly closed its mouth…

“I won’t do it! I won’t do it, I was wrong! Nanny! Thea was wrong!”

‘Don’t leave Thea behind!’ I heard the princess crying as she ran towards us.

I smiled bitterly and exchanged glances with Sir Johann.

*

Meanwhile, speaking of a combination that no one in Liester expected.

They were engaged in espionage under the benevolent moonlight of the royal capital.

-Step, step, step…

-Rustle, rustle, rustle…

“…I’m really worried. What do you think about the funeral? Seriously.”

“They should at least give a condolence payment.”

“No, it’s not about the money… Are you perhaps talking about my funeral?”

What’s with this bastard? Gain rolled her fierce blue-gray eyes.

Cedric hadn’t done anything particularly well, but he glared at her without giving in.

Gabriel didn’t want to get involved in their unnecessary friction, so he stepped a couple of steps away.

But it was impossible. He was immediately grabbed by the back by the carp with legs [a metaphor for someone clingy or persistent] and dragged along.

“Ugh, you’re just disgustingly strong!”

“Hey. Is it okay for you to run away like that too? Huh? If we hold a funeral, that means goodbye to Christel forever… Is that easy for you? Have you ever contemplated such philosophical questions in your life?”

“Look, the only ‘Christel’ I know is you. With absolutely no romantic meaning.”

‘And why should I contemplate such questions?’ The wizard grumbled.

Gain clicked her tongue and let him go. It was then.

“Everyone gather! All the people of the royal capital, gather here!”

“Marquis Citron has something to say! Everyone gather and listen!”

Young men standing on a fountain shouted, holding their hands to their mouths.

The three men and women frowned at the same time. ‘Citron’?