What Happens When The Second Male Lead Powers Up [EN]: Chapter 796

Werner blinked, aghast, but the King did not stop.

‘Thump! Thump! Thump!’ With unbelievable strength, she grabbed the Marquis by the hair and began to drag him up the stairs. ‘Aaaagh! Aaaagh! Ack!’ His body, being dragged, let out a tearing scream every time it hit a corner.

Suddenly, sensation returned, and primal fear surged like a tidal wave.

Yet, Christiana remained expressionless.

Even as her husband screamed, his voice cracking, begging her to let him go and calling her name, she silently looked ahead and walked.

– Shiiiek, thump! Crash! Shiiiek, crash-bang! Thump!

“Haa, aaaaagh! Keuk, please stop! Your Majesty! Your Majesty…!”

“……”

Revenge was not Werner’s alone.

Time flowed slowly, as if circling hell nine times.

– Step.

“……”

“……”

– Whwooosh…

When the movement finally stopped, they were standing in a space where the salty sea breeze rushed in.

The sunlight was still weak, not yet illuminating all life on earth.

Faint explosions and cheers could be heard in the distance. The smell of ash and iron was thick everywhere.

Werner blinked blankly, blood running from his nose. It was only after a long while that he realized.

“…Your Majesty…”

The spire of the main castle. This was the highest cliff of the noble Venetian fortress.

– Shiiiiiek…

“…Your Majesty, Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Please don’t do this, Your Majesty! Your Majestyyyyy!”

The woman, holding a chipped sword in one hand and her husband’s head in the other, strode towards the edge of the cliff.

Werner frantically flailed his arms and legs, struggling.

He spat out black water, screaming desperately, and when there was no reaction from his wife, he raved like a madman.

His bulging eyes were consumed by blood vessels, turning black and red.

“Aaaagh! You betrayed me first! You babbled about taking me as your consort, cherishing and loving me forever, and then you played around with a commoner! Aaaagh! Answer me!”

“…You were a spy planted by Wilhelmina Schneider in the royal family. A puppet deployed from the very beginning to manipulate me.”

“You were the one who committed adultery! You carried that bastard’s seed and even gave birth to a dirty little thing! You brought that rat into the castle and raised it! You abandoned and mocked me! What did I do wrong! What!”

“As the Marquis Consort, you killed a priest of the Papal States, killed a prince of a nation, and killed countless others again…”

“It’s because of you! You killed them! If it weren’t for you, they would have lived, not me, but you…!”

“Were you a human being with no connection to the Schneiders at all?”

“You…”

A pause. Werner stared up at his lover with dazed eyes.

Christiana’s flesh-colored eyes were focused solely on him.

It had been a very long time.

“Without borrowing the family’s power even once, without giving the family’s influence even a single help, not knowing anything about your sister’s schemes, just…”

“……”

“I asked if you had thought of me solely as your partner.”

“……”

Her voice was very tired and hoarse.

Werner looked at her for a moment with swollen eyelids and distorted tattoos.

Soon, a tear fell from the man’s left eye.

“…Are you asking something obvious?”

“……”

A smile emerged along with a hissing sound.

It was the very affectionate smile that had greeted her when she returned from weeping in the Pantheon [a former Roman temple, now a church, known for its architectural grandeur].

Christiana slowly raised the corners of her mouth as she faced him.

The wind at the end of the war swept away their fate cleanly.

“…I see. So that’s how it was.”

“……”

– Thwack!

“Haaaaaack!”

‘Shiiiek, shiiiek….’ Christiana grabbed Werner’s hair again.

Werner flailed his left hand, gasping for breath.

“It’s true! Aaaagh! It’s true! I’ve always told the truth! Always! Only the truth to you…!”

“…Then shall I tell you one truth as well?”

– Whiiiiiiiiish…

Werner’s upper body was already completely leaning out of the building.

All the sweat evaporated, turning into a terrible chill.

The Marquis Consort trembled his chin and blurted out whatever came to mind.

“You! You need to keep me alive to hold a war crimes trial! Think carefully, you! Think carefully! You need to keep me alive…!”

“I have never slept with Michael.”

“……”

“……”

“…What?”

The Marquis Consort blinked. His breathing was ragged, as if it would break down at any moment.

It made no sense at all.

Of course, it was a lie. A lie.

A blatant lie.

“Lie.”

“Why? Didn’t you want that?”

“No! No! Not that it’s not, no! Don’t talk nonsense! Don’t try to deceive me! Do you think I’ll believe you again? You fool! You dullard! Such nonsense…!”

– Thud!

A hand fell away.

– Shwaaaaaaa…

A tingling, floating sensation enveloped his entire body.

It was only after a long while that Werner realized his body was plummeting towards the ground.

Confusion, confusion, a terrible confusion he had never experienced before was dragging him down.

For a moment, no sound could be heard.

The last thing that caught his eye was Christiana’s face, tearful and radiantly smiling.

“……”

He learned for the first time that a smiling face could look sad.

No sooner had the lesson spread than gravity pulled him down.

– Whiiiiiiiiish…!

“Ah….”

The world completely distanced itself from him. And so, the love of Werner Venetian came to an end.

If it could be called love.

*

‘Do not worry. The creation of the Lord God can never kill Your Highness….’

– Crack! Thud!

“Aeuugh!”

…But his life did not end. Truly, it was a wondrous harmony of God.

“Ugh, cough, cough….”

‘Pat!’ A grotesque fluid mixed with blood and ink flowed down his tingling esophagus.

His body, engulfed in shock, was as hot as a furnace.

Werner struggled to blink his eyes and secure a clear vision.

This was the narrow courtyard of the main castle.

“Haa, ha…. Cough, cough….”

A gaunt body with only skin attached to bones seemed to have avoided a complete fall by getting caught once in a large garden tree within the castle.

The branches soon broke, and he fell to the ground, but the soft soil and grass cushioned his body.

Of course, he was not in perfect condition.

His left leg was completely broken, bent at a strange angle, and his left elbow was swelling rapidly.

But this time, he felt no pain. It was no longer because of the old hag’s nasty magic, nor was it because he had suddenly gone mad.

“Haha, hahaha….”

The joy derived solely from ‘survival’ was consuming his brain like mold.

He was still a war criminal, the one who murdered the prince of the Divine Kingdom, and the one who plunged a scythe the size of a torso into the back of the crown princess.

There was no end to the list of large and small crimes he had committed, but in any case, he was a human being with a precious life.

Still. Miraculously!

“Alive, I’m alive…. Cough, alive….”

He was not dead yet, and even though it was broken, one arm and one leg remained.

His vision was also clear.

Werner looked around at the bushes that cradled him like a cradle, his eyes sparkling like a child’s.

He felt a great sense of relief, and for the first time in a long time, even a sense of happiness seemed to wash over him.

“Yes…. From here, I have to start again…. Again….”

There was no scythe, no cart, no cloak to conceal his existence. Yet, he was full of confidence.

His heart swelled with the belief that the Lord God himself had saved his life.

Now, if he returned to Christiana again, he would be able to find the answer to the chaos.

All the hardships he had experienced until just before felt like a play that had ended in a flurry.

– Rustle!

“……”

Clearly, it was until he made eye contact with a man.

“……”

The surroundings were so quiet that it felt like he was dreaming.

But the other person’s presence was too vivid to be a dream.

The one who appeared through the bushes had snow-white hair and clear mint-colored eyes, and his whole body was covered in blood under his ascetic and clean face.

It was such an excessively unrealistic combination that he doubted his own eyes.

Perhaps because of that, the smell of blood was intense all around.

“…You’ve come at a good time.”

But slowly, Werner tilted his head.

Thanks to the grace of the Lord God, his neck bones were also safe.

“You…. Cough, you must support this body.”

Then the man asked back.

It was a voice as soft as the spring breeze, but somehow there was a strange tension in the question.

He seemed to be trying to confirm the identity of this side even though he already knew it.

Werner immediately glared at him, setting a knife at the end of his eyes.

“…An impudent imperial soldier.”

“So you still don’t recognize me.”

Saying that, the man burst into a pleasant laugh.

For no reason, a chilling feeling ran down his spine.

Before Werner could point out anything, he added in a gentle tone.

“I don’t need support. Because I’m going to die here.”

“…What?”

“I thought about it for a moment…. It would be more miserable to die without knowing me.”

Then he concluded with a rather serious expression. A hollow laugh came out on its own.

The stranger was not holding a weapon in either hand.

He was quite tall and bulky, but it was impossible to break through the Lord God’s protection with that.

Werner Beatrix Schneider was a being favored by God.

His face, swollen hideously in places and covered in blood, soon became even more arrogant with solid faith.

If it could also be called faith.

“Not even knowing the subject, daring to spout ridiculous words….”

“……”

“The creation of the Lord God cannot kill this body.”

“Ah. A creation of the Lord God….”

The man drooped his eyebrows as if he was disappointed.

Werner was aiming at him with fierce eyes.

Soon, the following question came back.

“Then I’m curious. What about the existence that tore through the eyes of the Lord God?”

“…What?”

“The stain of the Lord God?”

“……”

White hair flowed down like warp threads. The contemplative jade gaze was strangely languid.

“Can the barb of the Lord God also be called a kind of creation? She wouldn’t have wanted it at all.”

“…What kind of….”

Werner made an arrogant face.

The man, confirming that expression, muttered ‘That’s right.’ as if he had realized something, and groped in the air.

“I can just experiment right away.”

– Puh-wuck!

“Keuh-heok!”

Johann Heinz’s right hand pierced Werner’s chest as it was and came out through his back.

“Ah….”

– Thud….

The cardinal’s hand held a violently throbbing heart.

“Ah, ah, ah….”

Werner’s eyes creaked and moved to the sky. Blood poured from his wet mouth.

He waited for the miracle of the Lord God until the last moment.

He offered fervent prayers to the God who had protected him until now, and begged for mercy from the sacred gaze that was still watching over him.

According to the prophecy, he was going to be an even more precious person.

There was no way his fate would end like this.

Absolutely, definitely not. He was clearly still ali….

– Pu-wuck!

“Eugh….”

But the moon was already gone. The heart was shattered as it was.

Soon, his eyeballs were also stabbed with a quill, stained with a period.