What Happens When The Second Male Lead Powers Up [EN]: Chapter 837

The next morning.

Gain’s eyes widened at the explanation she had just heard.

“Wait a minute. You attacked an angel in your dream?”

-Kkeing?

When she asked, holding her palm in the air, the man nodded calmly.

“I don’t know when I’ll get another chance. He was someone I’d seen somewhere before.”

“No, I was feeling nauseous yesterday even though I didn’t eat anything. By any chance, did he have brown hair? And was he slender and pretty?”

“His eyes were purple.”

“Purple? That’s different from what I saw in my dream.”

-Step, step, step…

Gain, who almost raised her voice, walked through the forest and looked over the Crown Prince’s shoulder.

Then, the man on the other side met her gaze as if he had been waiting and smiled.

The irises, like containing amethysts, sparkled beautifully, reflecting both the shade of the April trees and the sunlight.

Gain was sometimes at a loss for what to do with the Prince’s gaze. She knew there was no reason to be, but she felt strange.

The divine beasts following them closely seemed eager to hear the Prince’s follow-up.

-Kkia, kking!

“Oh, our Demi is so pretty. Selected as one of the top 10 divine beasts by the New York Times.”

-Eesh…

“Demi, you didn’t just sigh, did you?”

The group was now heading towards the divine artifact, the ‘Shrine of the Tree and Wood’.

The banquet held at Lord Blanquer’s castle the previous night, hosted by the young Duchess Eva Blanquer, had been a resounding success.

More than a dozen magic reporters from the Imperial Capital attended, and even a low-ranking researcher from the Magic Tower enjoyed the privilege of directly advising the Crown Prince on investment in magical science research.

Cedric praised the efforts and achievements of each of them, expressing his hope that the Blanquer Duchy would play a significant role in the future development of magic in the Empire.

Jacques, the knight commander of the Duchy’s Order, who had successfully defended the Magic Tower and the eastern border for over a year, received a shining commendation and jewelry from the Prince (the scene of Herrit handing him a handkerchief as he wept was undoubtedly the highlight of the previous night’s event).

In addition, Marquis Francois Duhem presented the latest developments in magical tools and the plan to build a portal within the Fenetian New Nation… And occasionally, the Swallow also seemed to say a few words…?

Well, anyway, a lot happened.

Gain had been focused on drinking for most of it, so she didn’t remember much.

These days, it felt like no fun lasted long. So, let’s cut to the chase.

“Purple, huh…”

As far as Gain knew, there was no one in the world with purple eyes other than that Prince, who was called the ‘Moon of the New Nation’.

There was no talk of there being two of them in the entire continent…

…Hmm. Or is there? I shouldn’t be sure of anything when my memories are gone, right?

“…”

“…”

Then, the Prince gave her a reassuring, smiling look. Ah, that’s right.

“Are you sure? You weren’t just dreaming what you wanted to dream, were you?”

Cedric glared at Gain with fierce eyes.

“…He had wings on his back, and when I tore his clothes, there were six of them.”

“Oh. If that’s true, he must be a real angel? So, if we put all the information we have together—the angel in question can use pure aether [a powerful, ethereal energy], we know him, the person who gave me the necklace was probably him, his eyes are brown and purple at the same time? He has six wings. And he knows my name and calls me sister… Contact with the Prince is definitely very effective.”

“The angel also knew my childhood name.”

“Huh. Aren’t you guys childhood friends at that point?”

Gain, who had been counting on her fingers, looked up at the man with a grimace.

“But why can’t you remember? Your Highness is too much…”

“You’re not one to talk.”

“We’re here, you two.”

At that moment, David’s low voice echoed from behind.

Gain and Cedric turned to the front, pretending to be nonchalant.

A very, very large—the most magnificent and majestic ancient tree on the continent—was hidden in the heart of the Blanquer Duchy, standing with its arms open as if to greet them.

Flower breezes blew from all directions.

-Swaaaaa…

“…Wow…”

“…”

The tree, imbued with great divinity, looked the same as it had on the day Gain visited this place long ago.

There were a few less leaves than before, but she could not forget that impressive appearance, the presence that had been passed down from ancient times, the star-like knots, and the countless forms of its stories.

The tree’s trunk still had the ecstatic green Physis [a vital life force] embedded in it.

At the spectacle, which was like the reality of a miracle, the paladin blinked for a moment.

“The generous Crown Prince and his party, please wait a moment. We will begin the ceremony soon.”

“So be it.”

The Prince replied, and the young Duchess Blanquer, after bowing, stepped forward and began preparing the ceremony to offer to the Patron God.

Today’s event was a kind of repayment for gaining victory with the power of the Shrine.

Herrit, dressed in precious clothes, and the Duchy’s workers were also busily helping Eva, and the territory’s residents, who had been selected as volunteers, rolled up their sleeves and carried the ritual tools and clean water.

While waiting for Bishop Eva’s starting bell, Gain stretched her neck and looked around.

-Swaaaaa…

“…”

The figure of nature, which had protected and prospered this place for thousands of years, was looking down at them, covering the sky like a roof.

Long vines stretched out everywhere, and nameless flowers bloomed without order.

Moss and broken rocks that had clearly lived longer than her…

Wait a minute, broken? Why does that side look like that?

“…Why did I come here?”

Gain, startled, turned her head. The Crown Prince was looking straight ahead with his hands behind his back.

“Your Highness, we’ve been here before, right? What was the reason back then? I really can’t remember.”

“…Masquerade.”

“Ah! That’s right, we did.”

That’s right, the masquerade. The two of them had to go through such terrible things in the past.

She remembered that they didn’t want to name each other as masquerade partners, but somehow the situation got twisted.

There was someone else who was closer to Gain…

“A golem probably appeared here. Back then, related extra editions were distributed in the Imperial Capital.”

Zibril, who had been quiet all along, added, and Gain clapped her hands as if she felt relieved.

“Ah! That’s right. I remember now. Hey, you have a good memory?”

“…”

“And we… I…”

‘I won’t do that again.’

“…Got scolded. For going to catch the golem.”

“What?”

“That’s right, I think I got scolded by someone?”

‘We are partners, aren’t we? Where is the partner who only goes together when it’s easy and good, and goes separately when it’s difficult? Besides, you didn’t discuss it with me this time either.’

…That day, the same voice she had heard in her dream echoed in her head.

Gain looked up at Cedric with surprised eyes.

Since their vessels were connected through a side path, intense thoughts also overflowed to the other side.

The Prince immediately frowned and looked down at her.

At the same time, there were sharp fragments piercing through the two people’s minds.

‘That’s right. But it’s dangerous, no. Your Highness is all right.’

‘Your Highness’. The man who completely dominated one side of their past.

Golden hair fluttering in the breeze and eyes sparkling like jewels.

But at the same time, he was not the Yeser Fenetian in front of them.

The two paladins could swear on their hearts.

‘-Padddeudeuk!’

‘Your Highness, close your eyes!’

…That Prince is not this Prince. But how?

‘Your Highness, are you hurt anywhere?’

‘Yes, I was in the sanctuary, so I’m fine. Everyone, come here. I’ll heal you.’

…’Heal’? Sparks flew from the eyes of Gain and Cedric, who were swimming in the waves of thought.

Besides, ‘sanctuary’?

Was there a priest on the day they jumped into the forest to catch the golem?

‘-Kwaaaang!’

Flash! The question was like a signal flare. Fragments of shattered memories rush in like a tsunami from the other side of her head. Flash, flash! Like magical lights, they illuminate various parts of the brain and quickly illuminate the fragments of time that had been buried in darkness. ‘Papapapa…!’

‘-Kureureureu…!’

‘Your Highness!’

‘Sir Christel, no!’

‘Your Highness, just hold on! You’re there, right?!’

The ground cracking like dry cheese, the drooping body of Duke Cecil Blanquer, red blood, a roar covering the screams, a fall, and…

‘-Bbee, bbee bbee!’

‘-Flap, flap flap!’

Birdsong. Wing flapping. A soaring angel. Gain’s memory seems to fade for a moment around that time. But this time, a red light comes on in Cedric’s memory.

‘-Paaaaa!’

‘-Uuuuuung!’

‘-Saaaaaa!’

‘-Jiiiiiing…!’

The Blessing of the Sea, the Comet Sword of Mars, the Ark of Bireom, and the Shrine of Tree and Wood. The four divine objects gathered in one place are emitting straight beams of light as if drawn with a ruler. Upward, higher, beyond the distant sky to a point in the universe. The four attributes of divine objects originally had the effect of amplifying each other’s power as they got closer, and the group at the time was a novice who could not perfectly control the given treasures. In short, all conditions are completely different from now. Memory fragments begin to overload the two men and women’s heads at an even faster rate.

‘-Thud!’

‘Heok!’

A man falling to the dirt floor, heavy breathing, a black scabbard lifting his chin, a conversation that is difficult to understand, perhaps a warning—

‘Get, lost…!’

‘-Kwaaaang!’

‘Seidi!’

Wince! The tearing scream belongs to Elizabeth. The whole world is golden, golden, golden, the light point of sound, space, and universe that was fading away…

‘-Kugugugu…’

Then, like a lie, the time of the past regains its normal flow.

The colors that make up the world slowly spread back and the creatures calmly add outlines.

‘Flap, flap!’ An angel with only one wing is flying into the air.

He stretches out his hand desperately towards the sky. His gaze gradually rises along his fingers.

The place the man desires is none other than a ‘hole’. A long breath pours out.

“Ah…”

A large, black hole was pierced in the distant sky.

Gain and Cedric stand in the middle of the past and see it.

The Prince’s beautiful eyeballs reflect moisture.

‘Eunseo,’

‘-Thwack!’

Wince!

“Heok, veranda…”

Gain muttered with wide eyes.

When she came to her senses, she was out of breath as if she had sprinted.

The Prince was looking at her, moving his chest heavily.

“…What was that?”

“It looked like an apartment veranda [a roofed, open-air gallery or porch]. It’s not a space in this world. Why would the Prince of the New Nation go there…? Prince, Prince.”

“Hmm?”

Gain called the man mindlessly.

Yeser Fenetian gently raised the corners of his lips and approached her.

In his hand, he already held a glass of wine, sloshing.

“…By any chance, can you use aether?”

“No.”

Yeah, his face is familiar, but his expression is unfamiliar. He wasn’t someone who made that kind of face.

I’ve never seen him drinking either.

“You couldn’t use it originally?”

“Yes.”

“But why… Why do I have those memories…? Excuse me, but you’re not lying to us right now, are you?”

“Everything I say is true.”

At that moment, Dioph cut in firmly.

Gain checked his unwavering face and immediately asked back.

“How do you know that?”

“…I can know. Don’t ask me how I know, because I don’t know either.”

He answered irritably, touching his amethyst earring.

The magician’s trinket scattered a subtle light like the moon for a moment.

The two paladins barely took their eyes off it and looked back at the Prince.

“Then, then…”

Spilled water, no, like a spilled sea.

It was very difficult to find the right and appropriate sentence in the middle of the clues that had been swept away all at once.

Gain slapped her forehead with her palm, making a grimace.

…No, what should I ask first?

This person seems like he will only tell us the truth, but I have no idea where to start or how to dig out the truth.

Is my emotional state too severe because the Blessing of the Sea has become stronger?

So I can’t quickly organize this or that.

“…You.”

Then, the Prince opened his mouth instead.

His eyes were sparkling sharply like the jewels embedded in the spearhead of the Imperial Family.

“Was there someone who borrowed your body and pretended to be the Prince?”

“…”

“…”

“…”

-…

To the one line of question that pierced through all the questions, a silence like pouring ice water flowed.

The divine beasts watched them silently without any movement.

“…Yes. You guessed right.”

The Prince answered with genuine joy. Finally, a sigh came out from Gain’s solar plexus.

Good Lord, they caught the first clue of the angel.