What Happens When The Second Male Lead Powers Up [EN]: Chapter 840

O! My Lord (2)

“So, is this really based on what Oppa [older brother or a term of endearment] experienced?”

Jeong Eunseo asked, holding up her laptop and phone. My heart sank.

“Why? Is it very different? Strange? Can’t you read it at all?”

Is it hard to read because it’s about her own brother? Should I have shown her only small portions as a sample?

What if Eunseo feels uncomfortable and it causes problems with her friends?

“No, no… It’s not serious… Just a matter of taste, I guess.”

For some reason, my sister avoided my gaze and scratched the back of her head.

A matter of taste? Does she just mean it’s not fun for her to read? If so, that would be a relief.

I quickly nodded and got up from my seat.

Jeong Hyeonseo was busy working even on the weekend, so I took her place in the kitchen and prepared Eunseo’s late breakfast instead.

She plopped down on the fixed seat at the island table with a still sleepy face.

-Tak! Chiik…

“I’ll make you scrambled eggs. And stir-fry tomatoes, sausage, and bacon together.”

“Wow. That sounds delicious…”

“Sir Johan, could you put some bread in the toaster?”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

The Cardinal has no complaints about the toaster, but he openly dislikes the range hood, so I can’t even pretend to turn it on these days (but he’s still generous enough to tolerate the air fryer for cooking).

I took out mushrooms and asparagus from the refrigerator and turned to look at my youngest sibling.

“What do you want to drink? Milk? Tea?”

“Tea, I’ll boil the water…”

“I also have the scones Hyung [older brother] bought. You’re going to eat them with cream, right?”

“Yeah, I’ll get the strawberry jam too…”

The youngest, with a bird’s nest on her head, staggered up from her seat and walked.

I chuckled and busily moved around, rolling up my sleeves.

Our family considers breakfast the most important of the three meals.

We strongly believe that you need to fill your stomach to start the day right so you can do anything well, especially since Eunseo is currently carrying out a tremendously important and sacred mission, so I had to feed her well.

As I was cooking with Sir Johan’s help, the little one passed by us and muttered.

“…Uncle Johan.”

It was a voice like a cursed doll rising from hell.

“Yes.”

“…Be good to Little Oppa.”

“Of course, of course.”

“…Ah.”

…She’s already read that far. A bitter smile hung on my lips.

Sir Johan continued to bake bread with a light expression, as if he had heard a morning greeting, and I recalled that day, which already felt like a long time ago, and shook it off.

Soon, Eunseo’s breakfast, steaming hot, was ready.

-Clatter

“…Thank you for the food.”

“Eat a lot and enjoy.”

I brewed a cup of black tea for Hyung too—”What, bring it back as an espresso.” “It’s the same as the youngest’s, just drink it.” “……”—and brewed two cups of masala chai, which Sir Johan especially likes, and sat down in front of Eunseo.

It was a simple delicacy made by brewing chai tea bags bought from the mart, adding hot milk and sugar to taste, and sprinkling a little cinnamon powder on top.

Like Herrit’s father, who loved anise milk even in that world…

“Hoo…”

“What’s wrong? Do you feel sick?”

“…Then is Oppa going to set up house in the Imperial Palace? And have kids?”

“Cough! Cough!”

Cough, cough! I choked on the cinnamon! Keuh-heok!

“Please have some water, Your Highness.”

“Thank, hak, kalak-kalak!”

“I read quite a bit yesterday before going to bed? But the flow right now is ominous…”

Slurping, the youngest, who had devoured half of the scrambled eggs in the blink of an eye, moved her mouth, chewing nonchalantly.

In the meantime, I desperately drank cold water and pounded my chest, trying to regain my composure.

Jeong Eunseo continued, with a unique calm expression that resembled Hyung.

“Listen, I’ve been reading romance fantasy since I was in elementary school, okay? Honestly, even if I only read the first five episodes, I can roughly picture it in my head.”

“Y-yes… Cough, cough!”

“There’s a lot of information you can infer from the title, and you can roughly estimate the female and male leads based on the keywords. Ah, of course, there are various character traits within that too. The attractive ones are endlessly attractive, so if the writer’s skills are good and the flow is smooth, it’ll be a huge hit. If there are more than two male leads, the better you set up the stock battle [competition for the main character’s affection], the bigger the fandom fight gets, and the firepower goes crazy. Honestly, Toegyeong is like that. The proportion of incidents and romance is fairly equal, so it’s easy to read.”

“Yes, ahem, yes…”

My voice cracked.

Eunseo was now rolling asparagus grilled in butter with bacon and munching on it.

As expected of my sister, she eats deliciously while chattering like a machine gun…

“Anyway. I’ve reread Toegyeongeun about twenty-three times?”

“Oh my…”

“First of all, both our Chris and Cedric… The kids Oppa knows aren’t the kids I know. If I hadn’t heard about it in advance, I would have just thought this was a secondary creation written by a young fan.”

“You’re young too…”

“Kak.”

“I’m sorry.”

I quickly bowed my head and apologized.

Then Eunseo took a large spoonful of rice she had piled high next to her and topped it with eggs and tomatoes as a side dish.

Sir Johan skillfully placed kimchi on the child’s spoon with his chopsticks.

“To be exact, after meeting Oppa, the kids…”

The youngest seemed to be struggling to find the right word. She frowned and blinked her eyes…

“…Their actions have changed a lot, but I feel like the big framework of their personalities is maintained? And it looks like it’s going to be a ‘settlement, pregnancy, childbirth, and childcare’ ending. What would have happened if I hadn’t told you?”

“What? Cough, no, I haven’t thought about the specific methods… Of course, it would be nice if I could fly back and forth…”

Did she say ‘reconnaissance aircraft take-off and landing’? Did I misunderstand the policy research service bid?

“This has nothing to do with what Oppa thinks. You don’t know Cedric Liester’s temper at all. Or how tough and tenacious our baby cotton candy princess is.”

“I read Toegyeongeun too…”

Neither of them had any major complaints about flying.

“Are you and I the same?”

“…”

Not the same…? Different? I guess it’s different.

Even though the personalities of my friends, whom I experienced firsthand, are as vivid as yesterday, the perspective of a reader who has constantly studied and analyzed them from an objective point of view is somehow different.

As I quickly shook my head, the youngest looked at me with a very heavy gaze.

“Really… I… The more I read, the more worried I get and I can’t sleep. It’s all so dark before my eyes…”

“I’m sorry for making you worry. But Oppa did his best. I can really swear to that.”

“Yes, you did your best too much, that’s the problem…”

Huh?

“Never mind.”

The child, who had emptied her plate in an instant, began to devour the scones in earnest.

“I’ll read the rest diligently today and tomorrow. Let’s check from time to time what’s happening over there. Who knows? Maybe ‘NemoNemo’ will all turn into ‘LetterLetter’ [a play on words, possibly referring to a shift in tone or content].”

“…Okay. Thank you so much.”

“…Take good care of your health. It looks like you have a lot of family to take care of?”

“Yeah, I will.”

“The divine beasts are so cute. If they had appeared in Toegyeongeun, Kanari would have already been selling a lot of dolls.”

The youngest mumbled, spreading peanut butter thickly on her bread.

I turned to look at Sir Johan and smiled.

It felt like a sprout, similar to hope, was peeking out from one side of my chest.

Please, I hope Eunseo rereading that place will help my friends.

In any way, anything is fine. Even something very trivial is fine…

…I hope they don’t give up on us, on me.

*

Wow, what’s all this commotion?

“Oh, what’s happening!”

“His Highness Crown Prince Cedric has arrived! Everyone, step back!”

“Your Highness, they are from the County of Rot in the southwestern part of the Empire.”

“Good heavens, it’s really His Highness the Crown Prince…!”

When Gain got out of the carriage with her companions, all the roads were already packed with people without an inch of space to step on.

The Marquis François D’heim and Herrit, who had gotten out of the previous carriage, were already out on the road, holding hands tightly.

Gain hurriedly shifted her gaze in the direction the Marquis was pointing.

Behind a noblewoman who was blocking the solemn Imperial carriage procession and shedding tears on the stone floor…

“Your Highness! Please look after the people living on the coast! Please find our lord!”

“Count Montseff went to the sea himself for our sake. But our lord alone can’t possibly stop this disaster!”

“Your Highness! I dare to beg you like this, risking death…!”

At least several dozen territory residents were kneeling and weeping with her.

It was fortunate that the Imperial Guards, who had come out to greet the Crown Prince early, were closely controlling the crowd and moving slowly, otherwise, there would have been a major accident with that many people running around at normal speed.

Even to Gain, who didn’t know much about politics, it was a scene where you could easily attach words like treason or rebellion if you made up an excuse.

She tried to quickly follow Cedric, who was walking briskly, but decided to escort her companion, who had not been resurrected for long and looked thin and weak.

“I’ll hold you.”

“…Thank you. Beautiful knight.”

When she reached out to the prince, who was getting out of the carriage last, he responded with a dazzling smile.

Unlike his angelic appearance, the grip of his fingers was considerable, and her mouth dropped open.

By the time Gain arrived at the scene, creaking and groaning, the situation had already progressed quite a bit.

“Hey, what’s going on?”

Gain, who had slipped in from the back, asked Jibril awkwardly, letting go of the prince’s hand.

He glanced at Prince Yeser for a moment and shrugged.

“That woman is Lady Amelie Rot, and her husband went out to sea to save the territory residents and went missing.”

“Wow, that’s a big deal. The lord has disappeared.”

“Yes. And it’s also exquisitely related to ‘angels’.”

The magician raised one eyebrow and said. Gain blinked and stretched on her tiptoes.

Little Herrit was already holding David’s hand, and François was carefully lifting the countess from the ground.

She grabbed the Marquis’s collar with a tear-stained face and wept.

“Your Highness! Please, please, I beg you! If this continues, all the territories facing the sea will be annihilated! The tides have disappeared, and the ecosystem is completely destroyed. Thousands and thousands of people living in stilt houses have lost their homes and become refugees!”

“Madam, madam. Please calm down.”

“My husband, Montseff…! He went out to search for the territory residents on a moonless night and disappeared! Aaaah…!”

“Someone, bring a priest. Quickly!”

“Yes, Marquis!”

“I know that those who have lost their property, their families, and their lives in the war are important! We have also lost many knights and soldiers… But the noble council of the capital always puts the current disaster on the back burner, so I had no other choice! Your Highness!”

The woman writhed and screamed.

It was a desperate struggle, putting everything on the line, which was hard to find among the nobles of the capital.

“Your Highness—! Please bring back the moon! Please do so for the sake of all the people of this country!”

“…”

“…”

Oh my. Gain swallowed hard and made eye contact with Cedric.

The people were also greatly agitated.

…We can’t give up on our operation like this?