What Happens When the Second Male Lead Powers Up

erial Prince lowered his head as he asked.
I exchanged glances with Christelle.

“I found it in the Imperial Family Library, your Royal Highness.
You should remember the contents since it was a fairy tale written for you.
The Ark is like a free bird so you have to pet it and sing it a lullaby to win it over.”

“……Yes.”

“Was that perhaps just figurative? I took it literally but is the lullaby talking about a special incantation or poem?”

“No, it is exactly as it says.”

His eyes glazed over as if he was thinking about the past.

Vice Captain Élisabeth, who had been quietly listening, quickly made a decision.

“It looks like we need to raise the ship higher.
Sir Geens!”

‘Sir Geens?’

“This is already so difficult……”

I heard a voice I had never heard before.

I turned around to see an unfamiliar young man appearing between randomly piled wooden barrels.

His long white hair was tied not very well around his neck which made the hair on the top of his head stick out while there were stubbles on his chin from not shaving properly.

His mint-colored eyes were full of fatigue and annoyance.

The sour look on his face seemed to bury his handsome facial features.

“Oh, sir, you must be Prince Jesse Venetiaan.”

He looked at me and then bowed deeply.
It was not the way they greet people in the Empire.

His eyes seemed to have clouded over but his gaze was relaxed again when he stood up straight.

“My name is Johann Geens, and I am the Holy Knight from the Vatican.”

“Ah, of course.
I've heard many things about you sir.
I'm sure they’re making you work very hard.”

I responded to him.

This was the guy in charge of Christelle and the Imperial Prince’s education since the Great Clearance of Demonic Beasts.

He was still young but his fate seemed quite…
turbulent.

“Excuse me for asking this on our first meeting, but…
Sir Geens, are you the one keeping this ship afloat?”

“Yes, your highness.
I am an air attribute Holy Knight.”

“Then will you be able to raise it higher if I provide you with ether, Sir Geens?”

His eyes opened wide before quickly returning to normal after hearing my comment.

“As you wish, your highness.”

“Thank you very much.”

I immediately released my Holy Domain.

Christelle mumbled to herself about how it was rare to see her instructor so enthusiastic.

Sir Geens looked at the golden circle as if to melt it away.

He then received my ether extremely slowly.
He looked as if he was making sure to chew his meal properly.

The pirate ship then floated up.

– Swooooooosh!

A peculiar flow of air different from the ocean breeze tickled the ship.

The ship soon gently rose up like an elevator.
The white cliff passed by in front of my eyes.

“This is amazing no matter how many times I see it.”

Christelle smiled brightly while enjoying what was happening.

This was my second time meeting an air attribute Holy Knight since transmigrating into QNW, but I didn’t know they had such amazing abilities.

An opaque breeze that looked as if I might be able to grab it brushed past my hair.

The front of the ship almost instantly arrived at the end of the Bell Tower.

“We're here.”

Sir Geens calmly commented.
The Empress, who was now at the same level as us, laughed in disbelief.

“I was wondering who the hell dared to bring a ship into Yvelines.
It’s Duke Yvelines, who has become a hostage, and a pirates brigade of nobles.”

“We greet the sun that has descended to the ground.”

Vice Captain Élisabeth went first and everybody on the ship bowed respectfully as well.

I was with her until just a few moments ago, but I still bowed with the others.

A floating pirate ship, a white Bell Tower at the end of a cliff, the encounter between people standing on them…
It felt like some kind of surrealistic painting.

“We've committed a terrible sin, your Majesty.”

“I will hear you punks’ excuse back at the Summer Palace.
So, what is the next plan, Royal Priest?”

The Empress leisurely sat down on the edge of the Bell Tower.

My face started boiling at the fact that I ended up like this after acting up without any fear despite only being a supporting character.

I first reached my hand out.

Demy, Rhea, and Perry ran over one by one before grabbing onto my leg like cicadas.

I peeked to see that the divine item’s wing was slightly shaking.
It even seemed a bit afraid.

“Another attempt, your Majesty.
His Royal Highness informed me that the lullaby has no other meaning.
I failed so it might be better for someone else to try.”

I calmly responded.
Christelle slowly raised her hand.

“I…
am a decent singer.”

Everybody turned to look at her.

The Empress, Vice Captain Élisabeth, and Sir Geens all gasped.

Something Jung Eunseo told me flashed through my mind.

Most of my memories only popped up whenever similar situations arose.

‘Our Chris is perfect……
She's beautiful, tall, is a total fashionista, and sings well.’

‘The novel has a singing scene too?’

‘There was just a short phrase about her singing but it said that Crapdric smiled after hearing her sing.
Totally kills that Ice Prince vibe, doesn't it?’

“Then why don’t you be the first to challenge it, young lady Sarnez?”

“Challenge!”

Christelle cheerfully shouted before walking onto the Bell Tower.

She must be quite skilled if even the Imperial Prince smiled after hearing her sing.

I didn’t know how this problematic divine item issue turned into an audition program, but Christelle was the main character of QNW.

She was the person who has the best chance of resolving such an incident and the person whom the author invested the most into as well.

“Impossible.”

The Imperial Prince spoke from my left.
I didn’t know why he was so full of distrust, but he had his left hand on the Sword of Wisdom.

I widened my Holy Domain so that it could surround Christelle and the divine item and then responded to him while letting ether flow through it.

“I'm sure the young lady will do a great job.”

“You don’t understand.”

Christelle was slowly reaching her hand toward the Ark.
The light brown wing was shaking.

The Imperial Prince’s low voice sounded quiet and serious.

Christelle started singing at the same time.

“The Grand Duke was tone deaf-”

“Okay! Gooooo to sleeeeep! Liiiiittle baaaaaaaaby? Goooooo to sleep! Sleep! Liiiiiiitle baaaa! By!”

‘Huh?’

“Rooooockabye? Baby! Don’t cryyyyy!”

“Dear lord, what do we do……”

Vice Captain Élisabeth, who was behind us, plopped down on the deck.

I could see that her neck was red from holding back her laughter.

I blinked a few times as I was at a loss for words.
The red pandas were whimpering to one another.

The Empress, who was leaning on a pillar, was biting her fist.

“Our! Babyyyyy! Sleeeeeeeeep? Don't wake? Up!”

‘Is this some kind of system error?

How can someone have no sense of rhythm at all and be so tone-deaf?’

“…I guess it was an unnecessary fear.”

The Imperial Prince quietly mumbled.

‘Why are you saying something completely useless in such a cool way that it is making me feel like I can relax?’

– Flap, flap……

The divine item started moving carefully after hearing Christelle’s ‘lullaby.’

I was tense thinking that the furious Ark might cut her hand with its sharp feathers or attack her with its air abilities.

It was at that moment.

“Aww, what a good boy.”

The divine item wrapped its wings around Christelle and hugged her.
My jaw dropped so much I thought it might touch the ground.