What Happens When the Second Male Lead Powers Up chapter 295

What Happens When the Second Male Lead Powers Up 295

295

Temple of the Border (3)

“His Majesty, Crown Princess Elissa, is in the temple. We will arrange a seat for you soon.”

Commissioner Ronald Rupert explained it that way. I immediately understood what he was saying.

Elisha was another guest here, and was not obligated to come out to meet us.

I would like to meet Prince Jesse as soon as possible, but there must be dignity and protocol that must be respected.

Perhaps they are looking down at us from a certain window.

I wish I could put my mind at ease.

“Please come in and get rid of your poison. You have been through a long way.”

“thank you.”

I answered. The Crown Prince was only scratching his chin.

The commander-in-chief had a calm face, as expected.

It didn’t take a day or two for this guy to behave like this, but I was embarrassed.

But now I know that this guy is doing this to hide his face.

I also know that I react differently to those close to me… I don’t drink much tea.

“I see you, dear Cardinal Ronald Rupert.”

“welcome. I have often heard stories of the two of you. Blessings to you and your granddaughter.”

Then, the family of Viscount Langbuye paid their respects to the old man.

The deputy general manager ended the brief greeting by giving congratulations to Isabelle and Kristel.

Judging from the nuances, it seemed to comfort the hardships that mother and daughter must have suffered due to the ‘Duke Simon de Sarnez Incident’.

Joan and Sant also bowed to him.

The painter was squeaky, but he did a good job, and the priest showed a surprisingly elegant gesture.

Indeed, the youngest of the grandparents who once belonged to the Holy See is different.

“Welcome, Priest Roseharder. Your father is waiting for you.”

Sant’s expression darkened. I don’t like being called the old castle.

“Yeah…”

“welcome.”

The commander-in-chief, who said so, looked at one place for a long time. For a moment, there was a strange silence.

I was bewildered and looked away.

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Oops.

“·················ogue.”

“·················ogue.”

It was Sir John. I never knew he could have such a cold expression.

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On the day he attacked me, he looked rather sad, so his impression was very different from now.

Mint-colored eyes were shining as cold as ice.

The corners of his eyes were clearly curved, but he didn’t seem to be smiling. The paladin slowly opened his mouth.

“Long time no see, Sir Ronald.”

“······okay. You look good.”

That was the end. When the suffocating awkward atmosphere continues,

“majesty.”

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One of the deputies of the general deputy called him. Tak, the string of tension was broken.

The cardinal then took his eyes off Sir John and looked at us.

There was no sway in the darkened eyes.

He was as cold as marble.

It resembles the statues of successive popes that adorned the temple grounds.

“Welcome to the home of the Holy Father.”

The old man moved forward and took the lead. I checked my back, trying not to be nervous.

Tite, who was held by Kristel, had wide-eyed eyes.

The red pandas also looked very frightened. Gosh.

*

Seriously, living in a place like this would make anyone feel indifferent. or go crazy

– Ttogak, Ttogak, Ttogak

“Umm…”

All sides were transparent. Not an exaggeration, it really was.

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Our faces were clearly visible on the walls as well as on the floor.

I was hopeful, but seeing my expression, the deacon of the shrine confirmed, ‘You are right.’

It was shocking.

The inside of the temple, whose foundation was all made of marble, was covered with holy stones as clean as glass instead of anti-magic stones like the Liester Imperial Palace.

For those of us who know how holy stones are made, it was an incredible material.

The ivory light of the marble pierced the holy stone and gave off a subtle luster.

Here, thick and black branches of the World Tree were wrapped around as if they were tumors.

Either way, it was a bizarre image.

“You’re tired, so I’ll drive you to your bedroom right away.”

“thank you.”

Voices and footsteps rumbled.

In addition, the interior had an atmosphere that overwhelms people, and was decorated with amethyst and gold, and was dazzling.

It was so high and spacious that it didn’t even feel like a ‘home’.

There were few people, but the chandeliers and candlesticks were exaggerated, so I felt uncomfortable.

Again, the majestic Lister Palace was not like this.

Even if it’s equally luxurious, it’s always there… Because it was full of energy and warmth.

Suddenly, I felt a sense of longing. Ironically.

“Wow.”

Eight marble columns running across the lobby were embossed with giant angels.

It looked similar to the stone statue I saw in the tomb of Hanan Lumayyan.

However, this place was full of vitality, as if it would fly off a pillar at any moment.

The four pillars on the left each symbolized the blessing of Changhae, the magic sword of Hwaseong, the ark of Biryeom, and the shrine of trees.

At the time, I was out of my mind so I skipped over it, but the angels in the Chaum ruins did the same.

Then on the right there is probably a god of the new kingdom…

“I have prepared the bath water. Breakfast will be delivered to your room at your preferred time. If you need anything else, please tell the deacons.”

“yes. Thank you for your consideration.”

“Also, free communication with the Crown Princess is difficult. We ask for your understanding as this is to prevent unpredictable friction between the two countries. Of course, the news of the arrival of the imperial dignitary has also been delivered to Your Majesty.”

“All right.”

The answer was entirely mine. After that, we just walked without a word.

Passing through the chilly lobby, through the silent hallway until entering the guest room.

*

I can’t even remember how I fell asleep.

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Obviously, I said goodnight to the Viscounts Rambouye and Isabelle, but my mind went dark after that.

It was as if my brother had appeared in my dream. I was chuckling and laughing. No, were you crying?

– Good!

“Prince, please stand up. Prince Jesse!”

“Ugh…”

I turned around and hugged the red pandas.

Normally, I would have woken up quickly, but my eyelids didn’t move at all because I was tired from waking up on the roof of the cart.

‘Kee.’ Leah, who got up early, came up, stroking my back.

Hehehe, I just need to be healthy and happy…

“Canael, I have 30 minutes.”

“It’s Kristel. A pilgrimage procession is passing by outside! Let’s watch together!”

flash! I got up and pulled the blanket up to the end of my neck.

The red pandas that fell down rolled over.

I saw the main character with his hair loose in front of him.

She was wearing a white pajamas with a tee.

Embarrassed, I checked my clothes, but it was still pajamas.

How did you change clothes and sleep? He hurriedly shoved his nose into his sleeve.

A faint, unfamiliar scent of soap wafted from her body that had smelled like sand.

Last night, Jesse Jeong did an extraordinary job in many ways.

not this!

“How to get to the bedroom,”

“a. We slept in the same cart all the way, what do you think? Hurry up for that. The pilgrimage procession is spectacular!”

“A pilgrimage? ah.”

‘Pilgrimage to the Temple of the Boundary.’ It was originally a religious event that Sant was supposed to participate in.

Kristel giggled and grabbed my wrist, as if my expression was quite stupid.

He roughly put slippers on his feet and followed her, holding Demi in his arms.

Meanwhile, the red panda also smelled of soap, so I was satisfied.

As we entered the adjoining room shared by the party…

“Good night, my lord.”

“Good morning, Sir John. Hello, Father. Joan.”

Father Herrit and Prince Cedric, dressed in light shirts, welcomed us.

Joan felt a sense of unity because she was wearing pajamas at a magpie house like us.

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Once again, it was an unimaginable situation in the Imperial Palace, so I laughed.

Well, those two always wake up like dawn.

As you can see, we already had a good meal together.

“What about Sant?”

“I couldn’t even eat and went down to see my father. It was called from the wind. If you are a father who really cares about his son, shouldn’t he give him a day off?”

Joan grunted.

If it was Sant’s father, it meant Ezart Roseharder’s court lady of the Penetian New Kingdom.

According to what he had studied while traveling with his friends, he was a strict and cold-hearted royalist politician and cardinal.

They were also bad parents who lined up their three sons to rate and grade them.

I made a sharp impression.

“I don’t know if Sant will be able to eat breakfast properly. If the seat is uncomfortable, it is difficult to digest.”

“I mean that. But look there! You can’t miss that.”

Kristel pointed out the window. The gods and I followed her and clung to the window.

Joan opened her mouth.

“Wow······. How many people are there?”

“Iknow, right. Thousands will probably suffice.”

‘If we do well, we will have more than ten thousand people.’ I answered blankly.

The red pandas flapped their tails at the amazing sight.

Under the scorching morning light, an endless procession was walking in three rows on the far-off sand.

About one in a hundred people rode a camel.

It is not certain because of the distance, but half of them were in the uniform of a priest, and the rest seemed to be ordinary people.

Through the rising haze, I saw a man carrying a large wooden ornament.

Judging by the fact that it was at the forefront of the procession, it seemed to be surrounded by the shape of a downward arrow, the symbol of the Orthodox Church.

It’s going to be hot and hard. Why is it like that without a single parasol?

“It is the belief that you can receive the gaze of the Lord if you suffer.”

“Yes?”

We quickly turned our heads. Sir John gave him a friendly smile.

“Because most of the believers long for the Lord’s attention. The more stimuli you give your life, the more dramatic your life, the more her eyes will reach you.”

“What do you like when your eyes touch?”

I asked. And it wasn’t until a few seconds later that I realized I had asked a very ignorant question.

Even if it’s just a fake, he’s a royal priest, how could he not know this?

What will your friends think of you, Jesse Jung!

“I’m curious about that too. It’s something that doesn’t appear in the Bible or in the commentary.”

“·················ogue.”

“But if you think of it as a desire to be loved by God, it wouldn’t be anything special. There will be no one who refuses to do that.”

“That’s right.”

Christel nodded and said. I silently pondered his words.

“uh? Prince, I guess they play instruments too. Let’s open the window!”

Then, the excited Joan rattled the latch.

Click, click! My friends and I carefully opened the window and listened.

It’s not clear because it’s mixed with the wind, but…

-♩♪♬······

-Boo…

It was as she said. A faint sound of a wind instrument was heard.

It was a deep, deep sound like a bagpipe. We looked at each other and laughed.

It’s like a scene from <Walking into the World>.

– Kee-eung, K-kee!

“Perry, it’s dangerous. It’s not about stretching.”

As I grew up, I fell into the thoughts of the gods who were excited by curiosity.

The hot air messed up my hair and the hem of my pajamas.

Tomorrow will be exactly one year since I came here.

From what I have studied hard so far, the ‘temple of the boundary’ does not just mean the boundary between the empire and the new kingdom.

Even in ancient times, when two countries were one, this place was called by the same name, and it was the space where the head of the Protestant Church stayed.

It is not known who called the temple that way or for what reason.

So naturally I came up with this idea.

“·················ogue.”

‘Boundary’ is perhaps the line that separates reality from <After Retiring, a Princess from Another World>.

It was very plausible considering that there is a sacred object ‘Sacrament of Wishes’ that possessed me here.

There······.

“It is the love of God.”

A murmur leaked through the gaps between his lips.

In the meantime, I have been thinking about the identity of the Lord God.

I had an accident or suffered an accident while traveling, but it was strange that I couldn’t come to a conclusion yet.

In the worldview of Toegye Gong, he exerts his omnipotent power and gives birth to priests and paladins.

A being who gives me clues and repeats being taken away, and drives me to a crisis and then saves me.

A woman watching everything.

The source of a novel.

writer.

“The gaze of the Lord….”

I admit that I have identified Ju-Jin with the author, knowingly and unknowingly.

When the flow of the story is terrifying, I always look for writers.

Even though I knew the person in charge of this place was Ju-Jin, I habitually resented the author.

Even perseverance clearly pointed out that the one who prepares for my danger is the ‘Goddess’.

Still, I thought that there could be a loophole in the hypothesis that Ju-Jin was the author.

I believed that I, not even a reader, should not be recklessly convinced of such an important setting.

‘The Lord’s influence does not affect Adma and Cheboim. There are very few people who take God as the object of their faith. How can you believe when you can’t feel the miracle?’

But the Principality of Corleone caught me swaying.

An abandoned land with breathtaking settings that are difficult to appear in Toegye-gong, a general public.

At the same time, ‘where there is no ether’.

‘May the Lord be pleased with your life.’

And the greetings of the Solemnity of Advent that I heard last month.

I thought the sentence was odd. At first, I thought it was a pretty metaphorical greeting.

But when I think about it in relation to the true identity of the Lord, it felt like a very straightforward expression.

It’s creepy to think of such a reasoning, but it really was.

It’s not a New Year’s message to wish others a happy life, but if I had to translate it…

‘May the writer enjoy the storyline of your life.’

sounded like that.

In addition, the temple pilgrimage to seek the gaze of the deity seemed to be interpreted on the same line.

‘If you live a dramatic life, you can get her attention.’

A character with a wonderful narrative is loved by the author and is reborn as a more ‘important’ role in the work.

Perhaps the people of the continent instinctively long for the Creator’s love.

If the author’s theory you gave is correct.

·······I’m not even a character here, but I thought it was terrible.

“Prince?”

for a moment. Am I not a ‘character’? Really?

“Prince Jesse!”

I woke up from my thoughts. That moment,

– Hairy!

“100 million!”

The front of the eyes became black. When I said something, it was the robe thrown by the prince.

Let’s put on the arrogance and put the cloth on our head—

“Good night, Prince. I am here to bring you good news.”

A young deacon stood at the doorway.

I saw that Kristel and Joan were also wearing Sir John’s gowns and blankets.

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Oh, I was wearing pajamas, so I covered it up. I don’t need it, but thank you.

“hello. If it’s good news…”

“Your Highness General has invited you to meet with Her Majesty, Crown Princess Elissa tomorrow evening. How are you, distinguished guests?”

The child smiled brightly and asked. If it was tomorrow, we were also very welcome!

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