What Happens When The Second Male Lead Powers Up [EN]: Chapter 846

Now I’m Coming to Find You (3)

Several hours later, it was almost a miracle that the Moon Hunt party managed to settle in an inn near the border.

In other words, Jibril Diop was able to rest just before his mental strength completely bottomed out.

He had known it before, but Christelle Rambouillet and Cedric Liester were truly incompatible in every way.

He fundamentally questioned how they had managed to cross the canyon, fight battles, smash through Duchess Wilhelmina Schneider’s secret chambers, save each other in the end, and survive the war.

From minor things like their tastes to major things like their perspectives on the world, they were completely different.

One was a royal heir who had been raised with the study of kingship since birth, while the other was a shockingly unaristocratic, clumsy tomboy.

Their tastes and thoughts never aligned in any way, making their compatibility truly remarkable in its own way. He was certain that even the best matchmakers in the imperial capital would have a hard time pairing up such an incompatible couple.

– Clatter

“Haa… This shouldn’t be so exhausting.”

Jibril set down his glass on the inn’s table and stretched his neck back.

Darkness, without a single gap, had fallen outside the window.

The man quietly looked back at the lightless sky and thought.

…The angel who flew away with the moon. Was he the string that tied those two together?

– Click!

“You’ve worked hard, Prince. I don’t think you’re the type to do this kind of work.”

– Beep

At that moment, Prince Yser Fenetian opened the door from the other side, bringing Herrit and Wren with him.

All three of them had slightly damp hair, as if they had just washed up.

The prince smiled knowingly, his purple eyes gleaming.

They had rented the ‘special room’ on the top floor of the inn as if it were natural.

The only one in the group who expressed that it didn’t matter which room they stayed in was Rambouillet.

Jibril wouldn’t have hesitated to sleep outdoors during wartime, but there was no reason to suffer now when there was no need to save money.

Contrary to popular belief, he was quite sensitive about where he slept.

The Crown Prince and Prince naturally preferred the largest bed and a secluded space.

“…I saw it well. You’re not suited to cleaning up after others.”

The mage retorted, letting out something that was either a sigh or a snort.

At the same time, the door on the opposite side of the living room burst open.

“Wow, they give pretty good hot water here? I didn’t need to boil my own. Wren, did you already wash up?”

– Kkiu!

“There’s no reason to take long.”

Rambouillet scrubbed her pink hair with a towel, splashing water everywhere. Tsk, is she a person or a Rambouillet merino [a breed of sheep known for its wool]?

The divine beasts that followed her shook their wet fur.

Then, the door to the large room next door opened.

Fluffy Rophy led a man as black as graphite out.

“What’s with singing in the bathroom?”

“Why, should I hold a contest in Your Highness’s room then?”

…That meant Jibril’s short rest was completely over.

He considered ordering alcohol thirty-three times.

*

Today, Modest Bakari, the leader who was only with them until this point, looked down at the large continental map on the table and summarized the situation (for reference, he was Jibril’s roommate).

“Then Your Highness and everyone’s plan is simple. Tomorrow, as soon as the sun rises, cross the border and enter the desert. During the day, move along the shadow of the moon in the sky, and rest at night, while regularly contacting Prince Yser’s vessel and gathering clues.”

“…”

“…”

Is that really ‘simple’? The two paladins glanced at the prince.

The man, who was taking care of Herrit’s evening snack, responded with a gentle smile.

The leader continued with a stern expression.

“However, I heard that your final destination is the Papal State, is that correct?”

“Ah. It’s a bit complicated.”

– Kku

Gain frowned, scratching the back of her neck for a moment.

Demy, who was sitting on the table, also tapped the air with her tail as if she was frustrated.

“To catch the archangel who crossed dimensions, we need four divine objects and the Holy Grail, but the only information we have is that the Holy Grail in the Papal State is broken. We’ll go near the temple for now, but…”

“Then we should prepare for the possibility that we won’t be able to use the Holy Grail.”

The non-combat mage gave a very non-combat mage-like answer.

Gain tilted her head while eating cheese.

“If we can’t use the Holy Grail? Then we just won’t be able to open the dimensional gate?”

“That’s not true. Approach it theoretically.”

The mage replied, pushing up his glasses.

‘Theoretically.’ It was an expression that Jibril had heard so much in the mage council that he was sick of it, but it wasn’t the same for others.

Non-combat mages used that word very often.

“The archangel in question once lived by borrowing the Prince’s body, didn’t he?”

“Ah, yes.”

That was truly a great realization.

After that, the speed at which Gain and Cedric’s memories were restored increased quite a bit.

“And you two saw the scene of him flying to cross the dimensional gate in the recovered memory fragments.”

“Oh, right?”

“Isn’t it amazing? To cross dimensions, you must need the Holy Grail, but it has always been in the deepest part of the Temple of the Boundary, hasn’t it? Then how did the angel who borrowed the Prince’s body open the dimensional gate that day?”

The teenager asked abruptly, looking straight at Gain.

The paladin was flustered and gaped. Teacher, why are you asking me?

“Um… Because he’s an angel? Maybe dimensional travel is quite easy for an angel?”

“No. He was spitting blood.”

‘It was a difficult task for him too.’ Cedric, who had broken the angel’s wings at the time, pointed out sharply.

Then the leader’s blue-green eyes under his glasses gleamed.

“…Then there’s even more possibility. The angel in question may have been carrying a part of the Holy Grail.”

“What?”

“Huh?”

“Ha?”

– Kkia!

The three people simultaneously let out exclamations.

Prince Yser looked back at them and rumbled softly.

‘Flap flap flap!’ Perry started running wildly around the living room as if he felt relieved.

The genius mage spoke with a heavy authority in a voice that still had traces of youth.

“The Holy Grail is not just a treasure made of a plate and a stand. Just because it is physically destroyed does not guarantee that the power of the Holy Grail has also disappeared.”

“…”

“…”

“Oh… That makes perfect sense…”

– Awoo…

Gain grabbed a handful of cheese and quickly stuffed it into her mouth.

Jibril glared at her, wondering if she had a beggar in her stomach.

“Do you have a beggar in your stomach?”

“I can hear you.”

“Excuse me.”

– Kuruk

“Wait a minute. Our Bakari’s analysis and advice are all good, but there’s a problem here.”

The paladin, who quickly swallowed the cheese, raised her index finger.

The prince, who was chatting with Herrit, also looked up with a sparkle in his eyes.

“So how do we find that power? It seems harder than gluing the broken Holy Grail back together. Isn’t it like finding a needle in a desert?”

“Well, actively contact the Prince…”

“Excuse me for interrupting.”

Then a soft voice cut into the mage’s sentence like a cheese knife.

Everyone’s eyes were on the prince and the boy next to him.

“…Herrit seems to understand Liesterian now. He understands your words without my interpretation.”

“…Really?! Really!?”

– Bbippo!

Gain, who was startled, completely forgot her last words, and Cedric’s eyes also widened greatly.

Herrit nodded and smiled brightly.

It was a night when the moon had not yet returned to its place.

But the world was slowly shaking.

*

Tuesday evening.

“Haa… I really like the Rambouillet mother and daughter so much.”

Suddenly?

I widened my eyes at Eunseo’s sudden remark on the sofa, then quickly nodded and started folding the laundry again.

Usually, my brother did the housework, but these days, Sir Johan was helping a lot, and so when I came home from work, I naturally helped him with his work.

Our new lifestyle seemed to be gradually taking root these past few days.

Oh, that’s not what Eunseo was talking about.

“Oppa [term of endearment used by a younger woman to address an older brother or male friend] also sincerely likes Gain and Isabelle. I can see that the two of them care about each other a lot, so it warms my heart.”

“I mean… They’re really tearful… I loved Princess Isabelle so much in the original work, but the love is even deeper here. Every line is a sea of emotion…”

‘This is Rambouillet… This is my favorite…’ The youngest wiped her already reddened eyes with her sleeve and made a nasal sound.

I smiled faintly and folded my brother’s socks.

I wish our youngest could meet Gain and Isabelle in person.

“Ah… Simon is such a bastard.”

Oh my god, Eunseo suddenly became serious and swore.

Sir Johan, who was turning the lint remover, nodded politely. Herrit’s father!

“Jeong Eunseo, put money in the swear jar.”

“Okay. But when I looked earlier, the piggy bank was already full.”

“Most of it was put in by you. Give it to Hyung [older brother] this time.”

“…”

“Let’s give it to Uncle Johan!”

“Huh?”

I blinked and looked back at the cardinal.

Then the man turned off the lint remover and smiled cheerfully.

He seemed to like the youngest’s suggestion.

“It’s my first salary. Should I buy you ‘long underwear’?”

*

The next day. The Moon Hunt party carefully packed their bags and set off.

The miracle of a few hours when Herrit, who was born and raised in the Divine Nation, could communicate, remained a mystery as the language was suddenly blocked again.

The child understood about half of the group’s conversation again during breakfast, but after a few tens of minutes, he couldn’t understand their meaning as if it were a lie.

Cedric clumsily comforted the boy by stroking his white crown several times.

But that was enough, and Herrit soon ran down to give Esprit feed.

The group, who paid the inn fee, set off again as soon as they saw the sunrise, and Leader Bakari accompanied them to the desert to see them off.

He fluttered his navy robe and said this last.

“Like you, my memories are also not clear. They are intricately intertwined from an unknown point, and now I can’t even guess how to unravel them. But…”

He lowered his eyes for a moment and bit his lip. He was clearly choosing his words.

“To be really honest, my prophecies have become free since the moon disappeared.”

A faint smile formed on the teenager’s lips.

“I have received a revelation that I am no longer bound by a great destiny.”