What Happens When The Second Male Lead Powers Up [EN]: Chapter 875

“It’s become a headache, in many ways. Not just for us, but for Sir Zestria and his group as well…”

‘This is quite the handful,’ Gain muttered, looking around the campfire.

Cornelius was glued to Prince Yeser, not wanting to be separated for even a moment. Iseol—the princess had cried so much that her eyes were swollen like a frog’s, making it hard to tell if her eyelids were open or closed. The Divine Relic of Shinmool Iran—with this, all four attributes of the Divine Relics were gathered in one place, and Gain and Cedrick had been suffering from a heavy headache since earlier. And even Karme, a prisoner of the Imperial Army.

…Seriously, what is this random combination? ‘Karme’?

“The more I think about it, the more absurd it is. I can understand you being here, but why did Karme come along?”

“Oh, honey! It’s not like I wanted to come! That troublemaker over there singled me out and insisted I come along. How could I resist?”

-You are the owner of the Wind Sprite! How lovely.

Karme, sounding wronged, pointed at the Divine Relic, who was sitting with its roots and branches neatly folded.

Every time Dduk-ssim [onomatopoeia for the sound of something sticking or adhering] made beeping explanations, it would smile sweetly and say, ‘Oh, really.’ It looked so innocent.

The Divine Relic carefully examined and stroked Herrit, who was sitting between Gain and Cedrick, then gifted the child with a bouquet of beautiful baby’s breath and lilies.

Watching the child smile brightly while holding the bouquet made me forget all my worries, at least for a moment…

“Thank you for safely protecting Prince Yeser. This is…”

Martier, who was boiling sheep’s milk over the campfire, suddenly spoke.

Gain, who was counting dates to give to the children, abruptly looked up.

The battle priest’s voice was tinged with emotion, but she didn’t shed a single tear, even with her eyes bloodshot.

“…This is an offering in place of the late Crown Princess. We are deeply grateful for your grace.”

“……”

It was a gesture of gratitude to the Imperial Crown Prince and his party, and to the Liester Royal Family and its monarch at the apex.

The woman hunched in front of the fire, bowing her head, and Cedrick silently nodded in acceptance.

Yeser Fenetian watched them silently, patting his younger sibling’s back.

The child clutched his clothes tightly, not letting go for a single moment.

Even as tears dripped at the mention of ‘Crown Princess,’ she never let go of her brother’s hand.

The pigeons fluttering around the girl’s feet occasionally nudged the tips of Cedrick’s shoes, expressing their joy.

-Crackle, crackle…

Sparks flew from the campfire.

After a long silence, Martier spoke again.

“……By the way, I heard rumors about the Papal States on the way here. The World Tree of the temple is being poisoned and dying.”

“Oh.”

Gain raised her eyebrows as much as possible, successfully managing her expression.

“Oh my, is that so?”

“Also, rumors are spreading as far as the border that the Grand Vicar…fell into the outhouse and contracted a severe skin disease.”

“Wow! That’s terrible. I hope he focuses on moisturizing for the rest of his life.”

“……”

While Gain, having glossed over the topic, hid the rag doll deeper in her arms, Cedrick and Jibril exercised their right to remain silent as if they had made a pact.

Martier threw dry branches into the fire, glancing around.

The Imperial knights guarding them from a distance came into view.

They had been working hard all afternoon, calming down the shocked residents and maintaining order.

It took them more than half a day just to manage the scene where people who had witnessed a talking and moving ‘Divine Relic’ were uncontrollably overwhelmed, bowing and praying.

The fact that His Highness and his party had been digging for five days in search of traces of the Holy Grail could easily be guessed just by looking at the state of the land.

However, the presence she had felt all the way here had vanished without a trace.

“A small number of elite troops in red armor were chasing us, but their presence has not been felt since we got closer to Gigolt.”

“The Grand Rouge. The Imperial Family’s guard.”

“……Indeed, they were sent by His Majesty. I understand.”

‘I never thought I could shake them off in the first place,’ the priest nodded.

Then, Karme, who was pouring warm sheep’s milk for the children, opened her mouth wide.

“Chasing? Oh my, are you saying we were being followed? And I was the only one who didn’t know again?”

“Before leaving the royal capital with the princess and the Divine Relic, the trial was just beginning.”

Martier continued, unfazed.

Gain thought she roughly understood the dynamic between her and Karme.

A combination of a quietly pushy priest and a mostly loud but well-following holy knight. Well, not bad—wait a minute.

“Trial?”

“Yes, the trial of Duke Wilhelmina Schneider and her accomplices. Now that the languages of the continent have begun to be understood again, it seems that His Imperial Majesty and Cardinal Boutier have no intention of delaying the punishment of the war criminals.”

“Ah! I see. I had forgotten about that. If we can communicate, the trial will naturally proceed faster…”

Gain’s expression turned serious again, and she exchanged glances with the others.

To inflict a punishment more terrible than death on the living Duke Schneider, they needed the Palace Lord and their teacher even more.

To put it simply, the Iran fruit that he had abused was still in Johann’s safe.

With the royal capital in ruins, Johann Haines was the only one who could figure out where the fruit was buried.

“If we succeed in the moon hunt, all problems will be solved.”

At that moment, the prince, who had received a cup of sheep’s milk, said.

Everyone around the campfire looked at him for a moment.

“When the moon returns to the continent and the angel of the Main God descends again, there will be no unsolvable mysteries. This place will finally be complete.”

“The angel of the Main God? Is that a real person? Who is it?”

Cornelius asked in a nasal voice, surprised.

The prince whispered to his only sibling.

“The benefactor who gave me back my life.”

The light green eyes widened with difficulty.

“The person who erased my brother’s past, cultivated his present, and saved his future.”

“……Wow……”

“The owner of my vessel.”

“Gasp, then, then we must meet again!”

The princess made eye contact with Iseol and answered resolutely.

However, there was a hint of confusion in the eyes of the two girls, which the prince did not miss.

Perhaps the experience of meeting ‘Marquis Serenite Yeser’ was very intense for these children.

Surely the shadow of memory had not been completely removed.

-That’s good to hear.

At that moment, the Divine Relic lowered its subtly glowing horns and whispered.

-I have also come to receive moonlight.

-Tomorrow is the full moon.

“……”

Gain suddenly remembered what she had heard in Gigolt Village.

‘Sir, the full moon is in three days.’

…Even though there is still no moon in the sky.

Even though the shadow of the moon, which is too dark to be seen at night, is hanging blackly in the middle.

-The largest and brightest moon on the continent will infuse the Fruit of Fate with energy.

“……”

The Divine Relic whispered cautiously as if revealing a secret, and perhaps a glimmer of light flickered in Herrit’s eyes.

Gain took a breath and swallowed hard, fixing her gaze on the Divine Relic.

-Saaaaaa……

-Look at this. It is still asleep. The weary soul……

The Divine Relic slowly took out from its bosom a certain fruit, about the size of the Crown Prince’s upper body.

Gain felt a strange sensation at the red form exuding a familiar heat.

Hey, hey, hey. This is the Crown Prince’s energy……?

“……The Divine Relic made it with the Crown Princess’s body.”

“What?”

“Huh?!”

“Huh?”

The moon hunt party turned pale at Martier’s bombshell explanation.

Cornelius tightly grabbed his brother’s sleeve and said in a trembling voice.

“The Divine Relic……The Divine Relic says that if that fruit receives moonlight, it will become complete. A vessel, a vessel will be formed. That will wrap the seed inside the fruit! Then……”

“……”

“Then……”

The child wanted to end with a hopeful sentence, but she couldn’t bring herself to finish and lowered her gaze.

That was only natural. The Divine Relic had never promised anything.

It had simply hidden its ether and come all the way here to receive moonlight for the complete result of the fruit.

Gain quickly said in a bright tone.

“……That’s right, maybe the Divine Relic’s arrival is ‘fate’! We were worried about what to do after finding the Holy Grail since we don’t have an earth-attribute Divine Relic. But now I really feel like we’re going to succeed, thanks to the Divine Relic. Really. Truly.”

“So, where are you going to find that damn moon?”

Thump. Jibril Diop, who had been listening all along, threw a date into his mouth and asked.

Karme laughed as if she had heard the strangest question.

“Young master, why are you saying such disappointing things? Since you’re doing a moon hunt here, shouldn’t we just cheer on the nobles and receive the moonlight when the time comes?”

“Logical……People need to have that level of freeloader tendencies to live comfortably.”

Gain was genuinely impressed. Martier gave a more realistic reaction.

“But that old woman……I heard she’s a madwoman. Is there any place left to dig up according to her advice? Your operation can only succeed if traces of the Holy Grail come out from underground, right?”

“Ah, that’s……”

Blue eyes rolled towards the darkness.

The old woman, tied tightly with ropes and with sturdy shackles on her hands and feet, was lying down under the tent.

Our alchemist con artist is sleeping so early for once.

“She seems to be encouraging us to dig up the Primus area. In fact, the place where she recently set up explosives and committed arson was also there. But that’s absurd……”

“It’s not Antepa, it’s ‘Anpeta’! It’s spelled A-N-P-E-T-A!”

“Oh my. Now she’s causing trouble even in her sleep.”

Burbling! The old woman, who had suddenly shouted her name, quickly became quiet as a mouse.

Gain glared at her and continued.

“……Shameless old hag. She thinks it doesn’t matter because her house is outside the village. Primus is where the residents live, and if the ground weakens……”

‘Make it happen!’

“……Wait.”

Cedrick and Gain said at the same time. Their eyes met immediately. ‘House’?

‘Make it happen!

The house of the genius alchemist.’

……That old woman’s house?

“What, what’s wrong now?”

Whack! Gain turned to Jibril with a terrifying force.

Not only the magician but even Perry, who was sitting on his shoulder, flinched.

“……Hey. Isn’t there bone ash under that old woman’s shack?”

Monday, May 18th.

The day the second season of The Ex-Employee Became a Princess in Another World began.

“……Tite?”

I hurriedly looked up, stopping as I was putting on the dress shoes that Jung Hyun-seo had passed on to me, saying, ‘They don’t fit my instep, but I’m too lazy to return them.’

The subway for work was waiting for me, but I could listen to Sir Johann’s story for another thirty minutes, no, even an hour.

He was a grateful benefactor who read many parts of the square file—we still called it that even though it was no longer square—that I couldn’t read, and even helped me write the manuscript.

“Yes. Take a look at this.”

The man said with a smile.

“Tite sang a lullaby in front of her disciples. The lullaby that the Palace Lord taught her.”

“……”

For a moment, there was an emotion that welled up and caught in my chest.

I smiled brightly and took the tablet PC.