What Happens When The Second Male Lead Powers Up [EN]: Chapter 859

Only a small lamp illuminated the dark room.

“Your Highness.”

“I’m going to take a leave of absence from that company… a vacation.”

I said slowly, stopping the nosebleed that was flowing.

The breath that had been building up to my chin was gradually subsiding.

“The team leader told me to use it… I’m finally using it.”

“…”

“I’m going to meet my friends.”

I smiled slightly to indicate that I was okay, but Sir Johann didn’t smile back at me as usual.

The man carefully observed me, then silently brought a stool from one side of the room and sat down.

Even though it was a stool much lower than the desk chair, his height made our eye level match appropriately.

I massaged my still slightly trembling shoulders and looked down at the phone in my other hand.

The newly replaced device could no longer share my daily life, but I still couldn’t put it down.

Because precious records and photos still remained here.

Because this was the little evidence of that place. At least until I meet everyone again….

“…Hoo.”

“The Princess Royal did not die because of Your Highness.”

“Ah…”

I was surprised and looked up. His calm jade eyes were quietly watching me.

Since the two of us shared the same room, there was no way the Cardinal wouldn’t notice my nightmares.

Even in my dreams, I struggled to suppress the aether [a magical energy or life force], but I couldn’t fool Sir Johann.

I must have been talking in my sleep, and occasionally screaming.

I awkwardly twitched my lips, completely failing to manage my expression.

Not going to bed until late, lying face down with the lamp on, and suffering from nightmares….

What a terrible roommate.

“Did you hear that?”

“You are feeling unnecessary guilt.”

He pointed out sharply in a low voice. I didn’t try to deny it.

The fingertips that were fiddling with the phone were cold.

“…Yes. I know that very well, that she didn’t die because of me…”

“…”

“I couldn’t keep my promise to reunite the three of them… I think that keeps bothering me.”

I know. That it was not an easy promise.

War is just a word of two syllables, but within it, the lives and deaths of countless people cruelly intersected, and endless hardships and battles continued for a long time.

I was lucky enough to only experience it superficially, and the world line was constantly monitored by Bojena….

Perhaps from the beginning, what I could do was extremely limited.

“…I clearly know it in my head, but it’s not easy to accept in my heart.”

“…”

“I also know that Her Highness would never resent me…”

Still, I didn’t want to give up.

The night I jumped off the veranda alone, I had a clear hope.

The day I held the sleeping prince’s hand, I had a clear determination.

Even though I was a cowardly commoner, I was full of the will to move forward.

If I just stay focused and do my best….

“If I had done better, if I had tried harder… wouldn’t the result have been a little different? I shouldn’t have done that back then. I should have done that back then… It’s hard to shake off those thoughts.”

“…”

…Yes, it seems the shock of seeing Elysee’s body was great.

I thought I had become quite used to it while volunteering at the military camp aid station.

“This is just my personality… It will take some time to get better.”

I smiled awkwardly and lowered my gaze.

Maybe it was because it was late at night, but I felt a little tired.

I secretly took off the tissue that was blocking my nose. New nosebleeds flowed out, as if to say it was impossible.

With an embarrassed expression, I quickly pulled out a new tissue.

“But I have to work hard. Sniff.”

“…”

“I’m going to do my best. Maybe this job will be the easiest of all the things I’ve experienced so far. I just have to take dictation… Ah, of course, without typos and easy to read.”

Fan fiction in my fate. The more I thought about it, the more I laughed in vain.

I had never even imagined it in my life, so it still didn’t feel real.

Then Sir Johann, who had been listening silently, opened his mouth.

“I am not a teacher who raises weak disciples.”

“…Yes?”

Suddenly? I blinked and raised my head.

Under the soft light, the man was raising the corners of his lips slightly. Sir Johann?

“You don’t have to do it alone.”

“…”

“Those who have received my teachings will not give up their memories so easily.”

‘Herrit too.’ I was momentarily speechless at his beautifully curving eyes.

It seemed that I was gaining confidence again, just because Sir Johann, of all people, said this to me.

I thought it would be okay to have a positive mindset once again.

Before I knew it, my nosebleed had stopped like magic.

Soon, I was able to give a heartfelt, bright smile. ‘Yes.’

“…I don’t know how lucky I am to have Sir Johann by my side. Thank you.”

“Of course, I would also recommend spiritual healing.”

“I’ll get treated by Bishop Blaise Bonn again when I go over there. Even if I have to wait a few months.”

The Cardinal returned a smile that looked like a painting to my promise.

Then, he led me to the bathroom and added.

“It’s about time for my disciples to start having a hard time.”

“Yes?”

Did I just hear wrong? I turned to look at him, stopping myself from rolling up my sleeves to wash my face.

“…Relationships are not creatures that breathe with only one side’s efforts.”

A handsome eye smile followed like an accessory.

Since it was absolutely true, I nodded my head as if possessed.

Thanks to that, by the time I turned on the faucet of the sink, my heart was much lighter than someone who had a terrible nightmare.

-Swish…!

“…”

Yeah, let’s do what we can if we can’t do what we can’t.

Let’s not despair in advance and let’s not collapse in advance. Not all the cards are on the floor yet.

-Splash!

I squeezed my eyes shut and put my face in the cool water.

The heat that was steeped in fear flew away in an instant, and I felt like my soul was being washed away.

*

-Pat-pat…!

“Ugh, why is it leaking again.”

Gain, who was climbing the World Tree stairs of the Papal Palace, frowned.

Tite, who was being carried on her back in a blanket, wiggled her butt while singing.

-Aeuk?

“Woong, aning [aegyo term for ‘no’], Water is dripping from Nuna’s necklace. It’s totally okay.”

-Awoo♬

The baby divine beast, realizing that she wasn’t blaming herself, began to sing a lullaby again.

Cedric, who was walking ahead, briefly looked back at Gain.

Before their eyes even met, she sensed his question and answered, squeezing the water from her clothes.

“Water suddenly fell from the water mirror. This is the first time this has happened.”

“I hope there’s nothing wrong with Serenité.”

“…I doubt it. And I don’t think Bishop Bas has the ability to reflect even that in real time in his relic.”

‘Not that I’m trying to underestimate him.’ Gain quickly added to herself regarding the water mirror.

Fortunately, the Princess in the pendant was still pretty without any major changes. Whew!

-Clang!

“Please show your pass or something that can prove your identity.”

Soon, the Papal Palace knights blocked the Crown Prince and Prince, who had arrived in front of the massive main gate, with their spears.

Cedric silently rolled his eyes upward and looked at the sky.

‘Peep—.’ A small wren was seen flying in a circle clockwise.

The man nodded his chin subtly.

Meanwhile, Prince Yeseo lifted his veil and gave the knights an elegant eye smile.

-Flutter!

“Well. I don’t think I need an introduction.”

“Oh…!”

The knights, who recognized the purple eyes and sun-like blonde hair, immediately lowered their heads.

The sight of a group of hard and shiny armor, like the shell of an insect, bowing down was truly spectacular.

This seemed to be the dignity of the ‘royal priest,’ called the bloodline of the main god.

Although the Venetian Divine Kingdom had long been a defeated country, and the future of many royals was in a fog….

“We meet the one who has been resurrected as the sacred crescent moon.”

As expected, Prince Yeseo Venetian was different.

Officially, he was also someone who had died once here.

“We meet His Highness Prince Yeseo Venetian.”

“Nice to meet you. May the Main God bestow grace upon you.”

“Your Grace is boundless, Your Highness.”

Because this is the Papal Palace.

It would be natural for the most devout believers on the continent to be united.

Gain wondered when ‘that person’ would appear and counted the numbers only in her mind.

Behind the group, Jibril Diop and Perry were already putting on a performance that was faithful to the concept, swaggering to the fullest.

One, two, three….

-Kugugung…!

“Prince Yeseo, welcome.”

“Your Highness!”

Exactly three seconds later, the huge main gate woke up and slowly opened its eyelids.

Friends who had been waiting, having received Dduk-sim’s call in advance, revealed their happy faces through the gap in the door. Yahoo!

“Benjamin. Ganael.”

“…It has been a long time since we have seen such a precious person.”

Benjamin Girardine and Ganael Calamar, the servants of the Juliette Palace, once assisted Cardinal Aurelius Boutier and came here.

The Prince looked back at them with a gentle gaze and received their greetings, and then entered the temple without anyone’s interference, as if it were natural.

Ganael quickly took the Crown Prince’s robe and took care of his horse, Charlemagne.

The group’s attitude was so authoritative that the Papal Palace knights, who were intimidated from the start, couldn’t even think of mentioning the complicated entry procedures.

At this rate, the Secretary-General would not know about the visit of the uninvited guests until at least ten minutes later.

“By the way, this is the Eucharist to be offered to the Main God. It is a rare wine made by properly mixing purple tulips, sun halo grass, and moon halo grass that only bloom in the Imperial Palace.”

The Prince explained, gesturing to the rear. Benjamin was surprised and looked at their luggage.

Indeed, now that I see it, all of the group’s saddles were decorated with purple tulips.

The Papal Palace knights were shocked and opened their mouths wide.

“Good God. Could it be the one I’ve only heard of….”

“Yes. It is a miraculous medicine that most powerfully draws out the stamina and aether [magical energy] of a holy knight.”

‘Gulp.’ Someone swallowed loudly.

Gain rolled her eyes and preemptively checked the knights’ ambitions.

Then Diop looked at her with a pathetic look. That was you just now.

“His Majesty Emperor Frederick has specially allowed me to manufacture it. Shouldn’t the Eucharist commemorating the victory be special?”

‘The Main God will also be pleased because it was made according to the royal family’s long-standing secret plan.’ The Prince whispered secretly.

However, his words were clearly heard by all the holy knights in that place, that is, the majority of the Papal Palace knights.

Benjamin bowed politely to the upper ranks.

“We will do our best to serve you so that there are no accidents.”

“Yes. Please take care of it as it is the wine to fill the Holy Grail.”

The Prince, tilting his long neck, answered beautifully. Then he added this.

“Also, I heard that His Eminence Cardinal Ari Schött wants to meet me. Please tell him that he is welcome to come anytime.”

“I will obey your orders.”

The polite servant began to guide the honored guests to their lodgings.

Gain and Herrit exchanged greetings with Ganael in a low voice, trying hard not to laugh too much.

“Hoo….”

It was the moment when they finally entered the heart of the Temple of the Boundary. My heart was pounding for no reason.

Wow. This is the first time I’ve ever made such an evil plan.

If it were the Princess I remember, she would never have opposed it.

*

Um, so….

I was sitting in front of my laptop with a serious frown.

‘If the number of characters is less than 5,000, it will be released for free.’

‘You cannot upload it if you do not agree.’

“…But this is fan fiction. Shouldn’t I not get paid?”

Besides, it’s still in the contest stage. Did I press something wrong? Go back, go back….

-Click, click click!

“Ah! The fan fiction contest category is… not here. It will be created on the day the contest starts.”

I learned something new. So, about 5,000 characters per episode is enough….

I diligently took notes and nodded my head.

I heard Sir Johann, who was sitting on the sofa drinking masala chai [a spiced tea beverage], making a sound in his throat.

Anyway, the start wasn’t bad. Hmm.