What Happens When The Second Male Lead Powers Up [EN]: Chapter 794

Ressentiment (5)

Why?

“Huff, huff, huff······.”

If I ever meet the god of this world, there’s something I want to ask.

‘You build a bridge to the Divine. In exchange, I’ll do anything. How about it?’

‘「That is impossible.」’

“Lord, Lavinia! Lady Lavinia, this way!”

“Good heavens, what to do. Doctor! Is there a surgeon here!? A physician?! Even first aid!”

“Good God! Count, the Crown Princess of the Divine Kingdom is seriously injured! Count Dupié!”

“You all go and report the news to His Majesty the Emperor immediately! Hurry!”

“Oh, this can’t be. What is that? Could it be a scythe stuck in her? Is it a scythe?”

“No, no, wait, don’t touch it. The blood, there’s too much blood······.”

Why?

‘Why?’

‘「Because the esteemed one has not yet accumulated enough probability.」’

“Cough, ugh······.”

“Your Highness, Your Highness! Don’t close your eyes. Your Highness, you must keep your eyes open······. Can you see me? Can you see my face?”

Why does this have to happen?

“Cough······.”

This is wrong.

“You’ll be okay. You’ll be okay. You’ll be okay. I, I’ll do something······.”

‘Now that it’s not even a novel, why do we need probability! Tell me!’

‘Hey, you cowardly bastards! If you’ve taken a world hostage, you should at least give a proper explanation―!’

This shouldn’t be happening. It doesn’t have to go this far.

“Cough······.”

“Yes, it’s me. I’m here. Please don’t fall asleep. Are you sleepy? Still, you can’t sleep. Just hold on a little longer······.”

There’s no way there’s probability in this kind of tragedy.

“Physician! Are there any physicians from our side or the Divine Kingdom army! A physician who can perform emergency surgery!”

“Lord, most of the non-combat personnel have evacuated outside the castle! By order of His Highness the Crown Prince, the partisans have withdrawn, and most of the civilians in the castle have also evacuated!”

“Good God! How can there be no one in this vast castle······!”

“Isn’t there even a priest to preside over the ceremony?”

“Hey! Watch your words!”

“Huff, ugh······.”

But I’m breathless.

Because it was us, none other than us, who ordered the castle to be emptied so that no one would be left to help at a time like this.

“What do we do, Sam? What do we do now? What do we do?”

Why?

“Cough, cough······.”

“Ah······.”

As the extreme situation plunged everyone into terrible shock and panic, Elysee Venetian was unable to even use proper language.

I could see her eyes, as blue as the vast ocean, slowly losing their light.

By the time I began to recognize the sensation, both hands were already soaked with her blood.

From the Crown Princess’s calloused hands, the omen of the headwind fell out and rolled on the floor.

Lips that once had a healthy complexion were now pale blue, constantly spitting out clots of blood.

The blood constantly gushing from her abdomen was so hot that I was terrified.

I had never seen anyone spill so much blood in my life.

The terror that I had never faced in the Riester military camp’s infirmary, in the Pantheon’s lobby, or in the desolate Yeri Horna black market was engulfing me entirely.

My ten fingers were trembling so much that I really couldn’t hold anything. Beeeeee―

“Healing priest! Isn’t there a healing priest!”

Huff!

“I, I’m a healing priest! I’m a healing priest!”

Beeeeeeee! An ominous ringing in my ears like a siren, the sharp screams of people, and the friction of blades that didn’t stop even in the midst of it all were scratching at my eardrums like sandpaper.

A splitting headache and a heart pounding as if it would burst were no longer important.

I almost screamed and raised my bloody hand.

The Divine Kingdom army, discovering my purple eyes, gasped, and the Imperial army, finally recognizing me in the midst of the chaotic situation, sighed.

“Ah, it’s the Moon of the Empire!”

“Princess Juliette, is it possible? Can you keep this person breathing?”

“······I’ll try, I know the advanced hemostasis circle [a magical circle used for stopping bleeding], I, right now······.”

-Kwaaaaang!

Flinch! It was still the middle of the battlefield.

I hunched my shoulders and blinked frantically.

Only then did the surrounding environment come into view.

Beyond some knights who were encircling the fallen Crown Princess, there were still those who were fighting fiercely.

Soldiers, and a group of blood-colored robes covering their heads, made my stomach churn.

Those who crossed the frozen moat, passed through the collapsed main gate of the castle, broke through Gyu’s defenses, and invaded to seize the castle.

Even if the war situation was reversed and pushed to the brink, a small elite corps moving in search of a single opportunity.

-Ooooooong!

-Jiiiiing······!

“Damn it, black mages! Black mages have appeared!”

“Combat mage division―! Deploy defensive magic!”

“From the fourth row, snipe at long range! Repeat! Calculate long-range trajectory!”

Wilhelmina Schneider’s ‘Saints’.

“Serenite. Focus.”

“Yes, yes, yes!”

The scene in front of me momentarily flashed brightly at the low voice.

The Crown Prince’s large hand firmly grabbed my upper arm and then released it.

Instead of spreading my wings again, I focused all my nerves on my heart.

I couldn’t take Noctiluca, but since I had deployed the Holy Land until recently, chanting a healing circle was nothing.

-Saaaa······

······Huh?

“Wait, just a moment. I’m sorry. It doesn’t work well in one go······.”

Why is this happening?

An enormous sense of crisis and anxiety pressed down on the top of my head.

This wasn’t the time, but the ether [magical energy] was suddenly not listening.

I didn’t even know why, so I felt frustrated and suffocated to death.

Elysee in front of me was losing her vitality every moment.

The scythe stuck in her back was red with metal and black with the handle, and as time passed, the area where the blade had penetrated was rotting into a dark purple color. It was an unusual weapon no matter who looked at it.

Soon, Cedric left to deal with the black mages, and Ms. Gain hugged the stiff divine beasts and began shouting something to the Imperial army commanders.

“I don’t know how much you’ve heard, but there’s no answer but to blow up the entire castle! Yes, there’s a crazy spell to summon the Divine planted in the basement of the main castle······!”

-Saruru······

“Oh, dear!”

“No, what’s wrong? Why······.”

The healing circle, which had risen blue once again, soon lost its power and melted into the ground.

The knights watching me let out a pitiful groan.

I clenched my teeth and clenched my fists so that my fingernails dug into my flesh.

Why, why is this happening! Please!

“We’ll have to transfer her to the Pantheon [a temple dedicated to all the gods]. Stretcher―!”

At that moment, my back trembled as if I had been scolded by a rough voice.

I hurriedly raised my head to check the owner of the voice.

She was an old general with white hair and unusually shaped armor who appeared through the crowd.

There was extraordinary intelligence in her wrinkled eyes.

Even though my identity might bother her, she didn’t bat an eye and put the sword into its scabbard.

“I am Lavinia Valentine. The Princess of Riester, please step aside for a moment. We must send Her Highness the Crown Princess to the Pantheon to receive the healing of the priests there.”

“Ah, yes! Yes!”

That’s right, there was such a method. I quickly withdrew the healing circle and jumped up from my seat.

I intended to accompany her and become an artificial respirator for Elysee.

Since the Holy Knight can replenish her energy just by receiving pure ether, I wanted to do so even if it meant emptying my vessel.

Tete in my arms hadn’t seen anything all along, but she was already shedding droplets of seawater.

As I wiped the baby’s eyes, I felt my own eyes getting hot. It was then.

-Ttinggeureong!

“······.”

Someone dropped their sword over there.

It was a common noise on the battlefield, but everyone’s gaze was focused there like a play.

Someone was standing blankly like a puppet in the middle of the castle that had turned into a battlefield.

“······Elysee?”

“······.”

Kristina Venetian, who had tied up her golden hair tightly and was covered in the enemy’s blood in her old clothes.

“······.”

“······Elysee? Is that my daughter······?”

It was a muffled voice as if wandering through endless fog.

“······.”

“Is that our daughter lying there?”

“······.”

No one in that place answered the king.

No one dared to make eye contact with her, and no one paid proper respect.

The castle floor, where golden spears were scattered, was all covered in blood.

The Crown Princess seemed to have heard her mother’s voice, but she did not show any meaningful reaction.

Only her faintly trembling eyelashes were announcing her survival.

Soon, the Queen’s flesh-colored eyes slowly took me in.

Her face was surprisingly calm, but we all knew that she was being shattered into pieces at the soul level.

There was no vitality in her black pupils.

“······Still······. Is she still alive?”

It was a fading question like someone on their deathbed.

I quickly took off my robe and covered Elysee’s body.

“······Yes, Your Majesty. She will go to the Pantheon soon to receive treatment. Then, then she will be clean······.”

“Okay. Go.”

The king gave a somewhat hasty answer. The audience immediately nodded.

In the meantime, knights who had found a stretcher somewhere began to carry the Crown Princess’s body, which had been pierced by a scythe. For a brief moment, all sorts of thoughts came to mind.

Wouldn’t it be faster if I just flew? But that was too dangerous.

I wasn’t strong enough or good enough to safely carry a critically ill patient.

No, then should I ask Sir John? Yes, that would be good. Once I get out of the castle, it would be better for him to fly and take her······.

“Isn’t it a truly happy scythe.”

Thud.

A rock falling from the center of my head plunges down to my stomach.

“······.”

“Since it has finally found a new cover.”

“······.”

Amidst the voices of people rising and falling here and there, Ms. Gain’s constant shouts, and the unrealistic noise of Cedric’s magic being deployed······.

There was a terribly sounding tone like fingernails scratching a chalkboard.

I creaked my head around and looked in that direction.

“······You.”

Thud.

“······.”

“······You made Elysee like this. You guys.”

A familiar hag like a curse was opening her mouth wide under the robe containing the darkness of the universe.

As soon as I discovered him, I started to run out of breath like a person trapped in a vacuum.

I tried to explode the ether by holding the scepter tightly with my blood-soaked hands.

But since my heart had been trembling since earlier and my vessel was strangely rattling, no matter what I did, the power didn’t gather.

Veins naturally popped out on my forehead and my throat swelled red. Still, I had to do it.

I have to punish that person now. I must.

If I don’t somehow erase those sisters from this world―

“······Lord, Princess! Yeser!”

-Paaat!

“Heoeok!”

Suddenly, my breathing cleared, the bitter smell of blood stung my nose, and the scene in front of me spun around several times.

The person who grabbed my shoulder was Ms. Gain again.

Her watery eyes looked closely at me and quickly checked behind my back.

“What’s wrong, did you see something strange? Your Highness’s ether state is too bad right now.”

“Yes? No, Ms. Gain, didn’t you just hear it? Didn’t you see it? Over there······.”

‘Surely over there.’ The place where I hurriedly turned my gaze was empty like a lie.

Losing strength, I almost dropped my staff from my hand.

My partner hurriedly touched my forehead and soothed me several times, saying, ‘It’ll be over soon. We’re almost there now.’

Knowing that it was encouragement that didn’t fit the situation, I gasped like someone who had completed a marathon and rested my chin on her shoulder.

Everything didn’t feel real. Everything was just so far away that even my consciousness was fading. At that very moment―

-Wheek!

“Ah!”

Beyond Kristina Venetian’s shoulder, who was cutting her sword back towards the main castle again, in the bushes dozens of steps away from the battlefield.

A black robe was seen moving quickly.

I couldn’t even confirm the shape, let alone the face, but I was sure.

I forgot even the current situation and broke out of Ms. Gain’s arms like a madman.

“I have to catch him!”

That’s him!

-Teok!

“I saw it too.”

“Heoeok.”

But Sir John was already holding both of my wrists tightly.

I looked up at him and breathed in a messy rhythm.

As my joints throbbed, reality forcibly returned.

Soon, the man’s mint-colored eyes narrowed with a cool light.

“Leave it to me.”

“Huff, cough, huff······.”

“Your Highness must help the Crown Princess.”

“Ah······.”

“Go quickly.”

It was a kind and calm tone, but it felt like a strange coercion.

It was also what I needed most right now.

I nodded several times and hurriedly got into the carriage prepared by the Valentine family knights. It was a cargo carriage full of the scars of war, but it didn’t matter as long as I could save Elysee.

As I held the Crown Princess’s hand with trembling hands, she also grabbed me with weak strength.

Instead of groaning lowly, I looked out through the narrowing doorway.

“Your Highness, it’s okay! We’ll meet again later!”

“······.”

“I’ll be waiting, Yeser!”

Ms. Gain smiled brightly and wielded a whip instead of her arms, and Cedric didn’t take his eyes off the carriage until the very end.

I barely raised my voice and answered.

“Yes!”

-Deolkeodeong!

Soon, the carriage began to run towards the north gate of the castle.

Deep night. The deep forest of the Blanquer Duchy.

The most unfaithful human in the Empire was standing in front of the most merciful divine object in the Empire.