What Happens When The Second Male Lead Powers Up [EN]: Chapter 790

Ressentiment (1) [Ressentiment is a French term referring to a sense of resentment and powerlessness, often leading to a desire for revenge or a revaluation of values.]

For a moment, the entire land turned golden, a sign from the Lord, if it wasn’t an illusion.

-Kugugugugung…!

The ground roared once, like a premonition.

It was neither the sound of drums nor horns, and certainly not an ordinary earthquake, which rarely occurred on the east coast.

However, the soldiers, caught up in the excitement of war, didn’t try to identify it.

As the Lord’s golden spear, the harbinger of headwinds, began to emit an exceptionally brilliant golden light, they were even more ecstatic and cheered even louder.

The royal palace seemed to be a sea of fire already. Explosions from deep within could be heard even here, and occasionally, roars like those of demonic beasts overturned the flow of air.

The knights following Elysee Venetian shouted at the top of their lungs, as if to cough up blood.

-Paaaaaa…!

“Waaaaa!”

“We will besiege the Duke’s residence and capture the traitor Wilhelmina Sneider!”

“Show no mercy to anyone allied with Sneider! Annihilate your brothers, sisters, parents, and neighbors! There is no mercy for Sneider, who dared to plot a rebellion against the royal family!”

“All troops—! Execute all the Sneider rebels!”

“Yaaaaaa…!”

Each soldier of the Holy Nation Army had a blood-stained piece of cloth tied around their arm.

This was not because they were all wounded soldiers, but because it was the only way to recognize each other in the chaotic war.

Nearly eighty percent of the existing Holy Nation Army had deserted or turned to Sneider’s side, and most of the soldiers were commoners who knew nothing about politics.

Farmers, fishermen, butchers, and midwives… Moreover, the Riester Empire Army and the Corleone support forces were mixed in as temporary allies.

Elysee, on horseback, gritted her teeth as she looked back at the people.

“Waaaaa! Aaaaaa!”

“Long live Princess Elysee!”

“Long live the Crown Princess! Long live! Long live…!”

“…”

She would surely annihilate Sneider.

Even if her vessel shattered and her body burned, she would uproot the Sneider family at all costs.

She would burn the entire Holy Nation so that not even their wicked compost remained in the soil, thoroughly overhaul the political world so that a new wind could permeate, and then….

‘Elysee.’

‘However, not all destruction is unnecessary or useless. The ashes of a burned field will be good fertilizer.’

‘Do not forget the lives of those who die without even a name to leave behind.’

…She would engrave everyone’s name on the bedrock of that land.

And thus, she would build a country where no one is forgotten.

‘Do not forget that history is watching you.’

Even if it meant erasing the name of Venetian.

“…”

-Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

-Pooooooo…!

While the Crown Princess’s divine artifact emitted a dazzling light like the sun at midnight, the armor of the Imperial Army, gleaming faintly even in the darkness, was densely lined up on the right side of the Holy Nation Army.

At the forefront were glittering figures such as Marchioness Caroline Mutte, Duke Cecil Blancar, and Prince Lorenzo Corleone.

Their knightly orders, with helmets pressed down, held their weapons at the same angle without a single error, aiming straight ahead.

The Imperial Guard, cloaked in capes embroidered with the imperial family’s crest, watched over the Empire’s First Sword with coldly subdued eyes.

Two of them held the flags of Riester high at the far ends of the formation, and directly behind them, the flag of the Corleone Principality soared high. Along with three large, fluttering carpets….

-Whoooooosh…

“…”

The Emperor’s deep crimson cloak and chilling silver hair fluttered in the dawn breeze.

The eastern sky was black as if the sun would never rise.

However, Frederick Eve Riester looked at the distant horizon and the royal palace closer than that, and was certain.

Today. Everything ends here.

-Sreung!

“Riester—!”

“Waaaaaaa!”

When the treasured sword Durandal finally soared and pierced the sky, a war cry that seemed to drop even the moon shook the heavens and startled the beasts, spreading to the opposite side of the continent.

“Ha!”

“Giddy up!”

The Emperor and the Crown Princess spurred their horses simultaneously.

The final battle had begun.

*

‘Go.’

I ask the Lord, what is the reason?

-Ssaaeek!

-Kwagwagwagwang…!

“Aaaaaaack!”

“No, not here either… Not here…”

Raising a human to the highest place and then dropping him to the bottomless underground, seemingly fulfilling his desires completely and then snatching them away from his grasp as if to show off, kneading his heart day and night as if it were a mudskipper in a tidal flat [a fish that lives in muddy areas], suddenly throwing him into ice water, and repeatedly bestowing unwanted joy and laughter, sorrow and tears, anger and screams for decades—what is the reason?

“Save me, please save me, keok!”

-Sseokeong! Puk!

“It’s coming, it’s coming, it’s coming, damn it!”

“Run—!”

-Kwaaaang!

“No, it’s not here either… No. No…”

‘Finally discover the fate that has been hidden and grasp it in your hand.’

What is fate?

“There are people here! There are people trapped here! Please save us! Je—”

-Kwagagang! Kuuuuung…!

“…Kristana is not here. Then….”

Even while watching soldiers dying and spewing blood right in front of him, even while watching the debris of the mercilessly exploding holy stone bombs, even while watching the people screaming for their lives and the already dead and silent piles of corpses all around him….

Werner Venetian was only focused on one thing. ‘His work.’

“…There. That’s right. I should go there.”

The State Preceptor [a high-ranking advisor or teacher] groped through the war-torn capital barefoot, searching for Kristana Venetian with eyes that gleamed like the shell of an insect.

During that time, his stamina miraculously did not decrease.

He had become very strong since he had received Bojena’s liquor and food in a certain tavern.

Although he had no right arm, and the right leg that the old woman had attached was about to fall off, he had regained his extremely beautiful appearance instead.

He also did not feel hunger, and his phantom pains faded without medicine.

‘You will become more precious.’

-Tak, jjik….

“There… Surely there….”

-Tak, jjiik….

In the meantime, countless soldiers passed by him.

Imperial mages, knights of the Valentine family, lowly beings calling themselves vigilantes… But none of them recognized him or stopped him.

No one even noticed Werner’s scythe with its gruesome appearance.

Thus, the State Preceptor succeeded in reaching the main gate of the royal palace without being disturbed by anyone.

It was the point where more than half of the huge walls that stretched in all directions had collapsed.

-Keureoeoreong!

“Haaack, euaaaack!”

-Kwareureureung…!

“Oh my god, it’s collapsing again! Run away—!”

When the red dragon coiled on the wall roared, spewing flames, both the knights who had learned swordsmanship and the commoners who had held a sword for the first time ran away in the same way, not knowing what to do.

However, Werner did not budge in the face of the Lord’s disaster.

The great monster did not see him, and he did not see anything at all at the moment.

In fact, he had witnessed a much more appalling sight just a few hours ago.

‘[The Venetian royal family’s desires will be judged right here!]’

‘-Swaaaaa…!’

Dirty golden light.

‘[Repent!]’

‘-Kwareureureure…!’

Vulgar voice.

“…I’m tired of it. I’m really tired of it….”

He had definitely killed him that day.

The memory of being thrilled and liberated from head to toe by the sensation of a dagger piercing his back and tearing his heart was vivid.

The freedom he had obtained with difficulty was instantly plundered.

“What’s with the propaganda… What’s with the resurrection… I’m tired… I’m so tired….”

‘I’m tired of it to death.’ Werner muttered wearily and passed through the castle gate.

As expected, no one blocked him.

“How can those who call themselves the royal palace guards! How can they kill the workers of the castle so mercilessly!”

“Shut your mouth!”

-Sseukeong!

“Keuheok!”

“I’m tired… I want to end it all….”

While the King’s consort did nothing, more innocent lives were swept away once again.

However, Werner still believed that he would become more precious, and on the other hand, he did not believe the grating prophecies.

He also still believed that he could achieve his final goal if he met Kristana….

“Oh my god, my son! Why is my son here!”

Abruptly. The man opened his eyes wide and stopped in his tracks.

“No, no… My baby, it’s Mom… Aaaaah! Please open your eyes! Aueueue…!”

Right under his chin, a familiar blonde woman was sitting with her back to him, wailing.

The young man in her arms, unable to open his eyes, also had clear blonde hair.

Bleeding from his entire body, cooling down like a discarded amethyst….

Werner’s scythe moved quickly.

-Puuk!

“Aaaack!”

Blood spurted out, and the crying woman collapsed as she was.

The State Preceptor stared blankly at the face of the middle-aged woman who had fallen on top of her dead son.

Suddenly, hot breath rushed up as if he had run through the desert.

“Heok, heoeok, no, no. This woman is not her….”

He thought it was Kristana.

He thought it was Kristana and that wretch, but it wasn’t.

The State Preceptor’s eyes rolled, revealing the whites as if they would pop out.

“Then, then… Kulk.”

…Then.

“There, I should go that way. Because it is the garden that His Majesty cherished….”

Werner, covered in blood, trudged between the spires.

Behind him, another commotion was already breaking out.

And until the war was over, no one came to check on the fallen mother and son.

*

It surprisingly didn’t take long for us to enter the cave-like room in the basement of the castle.

“No, really. It just slid open like that?”

“Hahaha. I guess so.”

“How did the Palace Lord know as soon as he saw it?”

Gaine’s voice echoed in the room.

That was because this was the most secret space in the royal palace.

When we barely managed to descend to the depths of the earth where our breath could be seen, an enormously huge stone door blocked us like a gatekeeper.

After barely managing to push it open and enter, an ether barrier of a scale we had never seen before blocked the group once again.

Just a moment ago, I had instinctively put my hand on that barrier.

I just felt like I had to. Of course, that was the only way.

“There’s probably a spell on it that only someone with royal blood can解除 [jiěchú – remove] this barrier. The person who made this was obviously Yuri Venetian….”

“So, that’s even more amazing. That the Palace Lord and Prince Yeseo are really intertwined like twins!”

‘Our Palace Lord is actually Korean!’ Gaine said, her blue eyes sparkling.

There was a sentence that suddenly came to mind with the word ‘twins’….

-Step

“Wait.”

“There’s a corpse ahead.”

At the warning of the two men, my mind went blank.