What Happens When The Second Male Lead Powers Up [EN]: Chapter 830

Dartanyan and Moon Hunting (2)

It was past midnight on Sunday when I finally realized how foolish I had been.

‘The Greatest Fanfiction Contest Ever – You Too Can Become a God of a New World!’

Kanaria, the mobile content platform boasting the largest scale and the most users in the country.

I stared intently at the fanfiction contest guidelines before scrolling down the screen.

A promotional event was underway, offering 10,000 won [approximately $7.50 USD] Kanaria vouchers to one hundred randomly selected readers who shared the contest news on social media and left a URL and message of support in the comments section.

I was so busy making PPTs [PowerPoint presentations] during the day that I didn’t even know this page existed.

Looking at the number of comments, over ten thousand people had already participated…

· LOLOL [laughing out loud] Kanaria being Kanaria again, these crazy bastards should just increase the roulette odds instead of doing useless shit

“Gasp.”

My eyes widened at the intense reaction. I glanced at Lord Johann, who was lying down reading a biography under the bed, swallowed hard, and carefully scrolled.

Of course, most users left URLs and supportive messages normally.

But quite a few people were skeptical about the contest itself…

· Rather than spinning the Kanaria roulette, I’d rather sit my family down and play a Kanaria fish sauce taste test at home LOLOL At least that’s fun

└ Stop abusing your family, please

└ Fish sauce roulette, Kanaria is so harmful…

└ But fr [for real] LOLOL What kind of idea is giving 5 eggs when you spin the roulette? What are you supposed to buy with 5 eggs? They prettily charge in units of 10, so having 5 eggs is so annoying, I’d rather have a free cuckoo egg rental

└ I bet Kanaria executives get their salaries by spinning a roulette too~~? And they definitely decide their vacation days by spinning a roulette~~^^ Fighting!

· Contest grand prize is 3 million won LOLOL Who are they kidding with 3 million? I’ve already spent over ten million on Kanaria

└ Just stop spending

└ Stop spending, damn it LOLOLOL

└ Ten million won ㄷㄷㄷㄷㄷㄷ [an expression of shock or disbelief]

└ With that money, you could just buy a car

└ He already exchanged all his assets for Kanaria eggs, so he doesn’t have enough to buy a car 🙂

└ But isn’t he right? Kanaria webtoons cost 60 eggs per episode to own, so 3 million is 300,000 eggs, so you can only buy 5,000 episodes, right?

└ Only 5,000 episodes ㄷㄷㄷㄷ

└ 5,000 episodes ㄷㄷㄷㄷㄷ

· But who the hell came up with the idea of holding a fanfic contest? Who would like this? Which executive approved this?

└ You’re online right now

└ unni [older sister, used affectionately] love yourself

└ LOLOLOLOL

└ LOLOLOLOL Seriously, why make friends when the Kanaria comments section is so funny

└ Loser ㄷㄷㄷ

└ Loser LOLOLOLOL

· My writer didn’t even know about this contest, can they even use the hotel meal voucher? What happens if the writer and fan are awkward with each other?

└ Just go in together and sit separately

└ If that’s the case, just give out individual meal vouchers LOLOL

└ My favorite writer lives abroad, what happens in this case…ㅠ,ㅠ [crying emoticon] If the writer has to enter the country, does the company support the plane ticket? When I see the events held by Kanaria, the intentions are always good, but they always mess up in the middle,

└ Teacher, Kanaria doesn’t mess up often, they always mess up and sometimes get lucky

└ Good phrase, let’s send a truck [a form of protest where a truck with critical messages is sent to the company’s location]

“…Hmm… There are a lot of angry people. Well…”

Eunseo never spoke well of it either.

I saw comments like, ‘Forget it, I’ll hold my breath until Kanaria fish sauce merch comes out,’ ‘Shouldn’t we just do a group boycott?’ and quickly pressed back.

Of course, most people seemed favorable, but there was a considerable amount of negativity towards the contest itself.

Besides, like Hyung [older brother or close male friend] said… There are privacy issues with serializing our story as is.

“…Maybe I should talk to Eunseo.”

I muttered to myself.

In fact, I never intended to keep all of this a secret from the beginning, it was just that Hyung and I ended up in a situation where we couldn’t tell the youngest the whole story.

It’s not that I couldn’t tell her if I wanted to, but I felt like I had clearly missed the timing.

Would it have been better to reveal the truth all at once when I first introduced Lord Johann?

No, no. She cherishes and loves Toegye [a prominent Korean Confucian scholar] so much, how would she react if she knew it was Hyung and Mom’s work…

Haa.

“…I think I was too short-sighted…”

“Hmm?”

Lord Johann, who was reading the story of Jang Yeong-sil [a famous Korean inventor] with great interest, turned to me. I sighed deeply, holding and rolling my old phone instead of the new one.

“As Hyung pointed out, I was so excited to get a plausible clue that I didn’t properly look into the realistic problems. If we were to serialize our story as is, it would be revealing all the facts to Eunseo in writing. It’s too sudden for a little kid who’s only nineteen. Besides, even if Hyung doesn’t, Mom is likely to want to keep her identity a secret, and I didn’t even seriously consider that…”

…Wow, I’m really an idiot. Can your head really be emptied this quickly?

Is this what happens when a person is cornered too much?

“…You presented a new possibility when all paths were blocked. I think you’ve done a great job just by that.”

“…”

I turned to Lord Johann with surprised eyes.

The man covered his chest with an open book, wearing a milk foam-like smile.

I felt a tingling in my chest at the encouraging words. Father Herrit…

“Even if it’s a plan whose realization cannot be guaranteed, you’ve established a new direction to overcome the situation.”

“…”

“While the Princess Consort is working tirelessly in her own way, the disciples on the other side will also be working hard. If they haven’t forgotten the teachings they received from me.”

He made a slightly mischievous expression.

“I’m quite a strict teacher.”

“…Hahaha.”

“So don’t worry too much. And…”

The Cardinal blinked softly, choosing his words.

“They say, ‘Children of the new country go to bed early and wake up early.’ It’s time for you to sleep.”

“Ah.”

But today is Sunday…!

“I’ll turn off the lights.”

-Click!

When Lord Johann pressed down on a certain air current, the lights went out as if by magic.

I was long past being a child, but I didn’t want to go against his words, so I fumbled to cover myself with the blanket and lay down.

To be honest, I didn’t think I would be able to sleep…

“…”

“Good night. My…”

Thanks to Lord Johann’s comfort, my consciousness quickly faded.

*

…What new possibility!

“Ah, Teacher! I thought things had been quiet lately, but you’re doing this again. Is it fun to suddenly pop into people’s dreams?”

-Gurgle!

Gain, who had risen from the water, burst into anger.

She had awakened from the blue-filled surface again.

Bubbles rose, and the roughly worn outer garment fluttered here and there along the waves.

Dreaming in the water made her feel tired and disturbed for half the day, so Gain didn’t want to meet this person again if possible.

But this was already the fourth time, or so it seemed. The middle-aged man in the dream chuckled and looked down at her.

-It’s fun. It’s my joy these days. Or rather, should I call it my afterlife joy?

“Teacher!”

-And you should say it right. It’s not that I came to your dream, but that you keep looking into my mirror.

“What does that… Do you mean me?”

I was about to retort immediately, but I couldn’t lie, so I obediently asked back.

Then the other party curled up the corners of her lips.

-Yes. You don’t even eat properly because you’re thinking about what you’ve lost all day, and you don’t seem to know how to have fun.

“…”

-Even a kid who hasn’t even dried the blood on their head is still the owner. If you seek this body’s wisdom, I must help you!

“…”

Gain looked up at her with a blank face.

She now knew clearly who the woman in front of her was.

‘Vas’s Mirror of Hope.’ She was Inecker Vas, the legendary cardinal of the Venetian Theocracy, the original owner of the relic necklace she possessed.

However, the clues provided by the middle-aged woman had been of no help so far.

For example, ‘You can’t remember because you believe you’ve forgotten.’ ‘Seize it, bring it to mind, pull it out of the water.’

…Who wouldn’t want to do that? I can’t.

“…I appreciate you caring. But what can I do if I really can’t remember? These days, I even think I’m going to get depressed. I never show it on the outside…”

‘I’m having a hard time because I’m losing confidence in myself every day.’ Gain hugged her knees while floating in the water, complaining.

Then Inecker took the oar and rested it on the bottom, making a serious expression.

-Oh dear. Why is a young lady only making gloomy noises?

“…I know. I think I had a much more positive personality during the war. I’d get hit with a rock if I said this anywhere else…”

-Oh ho. There’s a precious pearl embedded here.

‘There seems to have been contact with the vessel.’ Then, the middle-aged woman changed the subject and moved the oar.

Gain frowned and glared at her.

She’s a kind adult who cares, but she never has a productive conversation…

-Egiya [term of endearment, like ‘baby’], let’s take a look!

-Swish…!

“Ugh!”

As soon as Inecker rowed, several streams of water swirled around one of Gain’s hands, creating bubbles.

The cold and ticklish sensation made her wake up in a flash. What is this…!

-Bubble bubble…

-It’s nice to see you again, Sir Christel.

“Huh…?”

A man made of hundreds of millions of water droplets was whispering while kissing her hand.

His form was not clear because he was made of water, but Gain could swear she recognized him at a glance.

The beautiful golden hair, the clothes, the unique gestures were definitely…

“…Prince Yeser Venetian?”

-Bubble bubble…!

As if her question was a spell, the man’s appearance collapsed in an instant.

Gain was startled and quickly pulled her hand away.

At the same time, new bubbles rushed in from all directions, creating another figure.

-Popping…!

-…As expected, noona [older sister, used by a younger male] is good at pretending.

“…Huh?”

Familiar brown hair, cheeks flushed with rose color. An expression as if he was embarrassed. A hand held again.

Gain’s eyes widened as if they would pop out.

Her surprised mouth kept gaping like a hungry carp.

“Wait a minute, you…”

-Gain.

“…”

Thump. Her heart tumbled at the chillingly familiar call.

Hugging her trembling soul, Gain was sure.

This is the person.

“You…”

This is the person I lost, the person in the pendant. No doubt.

-Gain…

-Bubble bubble bubble…!

“Uh, wait a minute! Wait a minute! I have a few questions to ask!”

She screamed at the top of her lungs, but the man who had given her a kind look melted away in an instant.

Gain thrashed her arms and legs wildly, writhing in loss.

“Don’t go! Don’t go, please! I…!”

-Thud!

Flash!

“…I! I…”

“Ouch.”

Right next to her, someone made a very familiar voice.

Gain gasped and turned to him.

“…Huh? Prince?”

The prince of the Theocracy, his cheeks slightly flushed, was smiling with drooping eyebrows.

Gain looked down at her hand with a dumbfounded look. Just now that was…

-Clatter, clatter, clatter…

Inside a carriage leaving on a long journey. A tightly clenched fist came into view. Crazy!?

“I’m sorry! I’m so sorry, Prince. I made a mistake while sleeping!”

…It was a business trip where nothing went right from the start. I’m going crazy.