Adopting the Male Protagonist Changed the Genre - Chapter 205

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Chapter 205

That single statement completely reversed the atmosphere of the meeting.

“Certainly, if it’s the Council of Five Nations…”

Chaser narrowed his eyes as if gauging something.

The Council of Five Nations is an international peace organization formed by the five countries that led the Bongma War to victory 700 years ago.

The Holy Empire built upon faith in the gods.

The Mage Republic, a nest of mages who pursue truth.

The Kingdom of Heroes founded by the First King who made great contributions to driving magical beasts from the continent.

The Maritime Union that dominates the seas worldwide and the Red Desert Tribe that uses unexplained shamanic powers.

The initial purpose of establishment was to protect the peace of the continent, and they performed that purpose quite admirably.

In the present day, they’ve become so steeped in peace that it’s turned into a talent show for the great powers,

‘But still, we can’t ignore their influence.’

If we’re going to expand the scope, we should do it decisively.

That was the conclusion Mikhail and I reached after putting our heads together.

Fortunately, those gathered here were qualified to attend the Council of Five Nations meeting.

I opened my mouth, following up on Mikhail’s words.

“If we speak about the prophecy, the council will try to determine its authenticity.”

According to Giuseppe’s words, the Holy Empire would probably try to hide the truth until the very end. But you can’t cover the sky with your palm.

Giuseppe, who possesses the power of divine insight, disagrees with them, and more importantly.

“I will also participate in that meeting. When the temple mentions fate, I’ll step forward.”

I, who am not bound by the fate decreed by the gods, was also looking forward with great pleasure to screwing over the Holy Empire.

The meeting gained momentum after that.

We would receive military support from the countries belonging to the Council of Five Nations to completely exterminate the northern magical beasts within five years and cut off the seeds of destruction.

By the time we reached that conclusion, dawn had already arrived.

To avoid drawing people’s attention by all leaving at once, we rose from our seats one by one with intervals between us.

Giuseppe was the first to leave the basement, followed by Cheri.

And when Chaser was about to rise from his seat, Mikhail spoke up.

“Magister, I have an item I’d like you to appraise.”

One of Chaser’s eyebrows rose crookedly.

The perceptive Chaser must have realized that Mikhail and I had been waiting for this moment.

Chaser glanced at me reproachfully and nodded slightly.

It was an incredibly insolent attitude for addressing a crown prince of a nation, but Mikhail didn’t blame Chaser.

Soon, a wooden box I was familiar with was placed on the round table.

Click.

Inside the box was a crystal I had seen before.

A fragment of the First King’s memory.

However, what was different from when I saw it was that there were fine cracks in the crystal as if it might shatter at any moment.

“I heard from Belinda that you’re versed in all magic. I’d like to request an investigation of a magic circle created by a certain person recorded in this magic stone.”

I knew that the First King became a dark mage under the pretext of saving the world, but there was no way to know exactly what kind of dark magic circle he constructed.

So we intended to ask Chaser to investigate the First King’s dark magic circle.

‘For Mikhail, this is exposing the royal family’s shame, but this isn’t the time to worry about honor.’

As soon as the crown prince finished speaking, Chaser, who had been examining the crystal with magic power at his fingertips, hesitated.

His golden heterochromatic eyes moved between me and Mikhail before soon disappearing behind a smile.

“Master, you’ll hold my hand, right?”

Chaser placed his hand palm-up on the round table and turned his body toward me as he asked.

That’s Chaser for you. Just from a light examination, he seemed to have grasped what this magic stone was and what to be careful of.

As soon as I nodded, my chair moved smoothly as if it had wheels, sliding right next to Chaser.

When I reluctantly placed my hand on Chaser’s, he interlocked our fingers tightly and reached for the memory fragment.

* * *

To cut to the conclusion, Chaser couldn’t immediately interpret the First King’s dark magic circle.

“Isn’t this guy completely insane? What kind of magic circle is so perversely… ugh.”

Perhaps because he was a mage, Chaser struggled even more with the memory synchronization with the First King, retching several times before fainting outright.

Even in that state, he didn’t let go of my hand, so I stayed by his side the whole time, taking care of the unconscious Chaser.

When I was about to wipe the forehead of Chaser, who couldn’t regain consciousness and was sweating profusely,

Cheri, who was sitting across from me with Chaser between us, stepped forward first and wiped Chaser’s forehead with a damp cloth.

“I didn’t know Cheri and Chaser were on good terms.”

“We’re not particularly close.”

“Oh… then I’ll do it.”

“It’s fine. I’m more comfortable doing it than having the Marquess’s Daughter do it.”

“…”

Am I being overly self-conscious if I feel like there’s a hint of jealousy in those words?

“I’ll take care of the patient, so could you ask the mage to step back three steps, no, about five steps when he lets go of the Marquess’s Daughter’s hand?”

…No, not overly self-conscious.

‘There’s absolutely no need to be wary of Chaser though.’

I watched Cheri carefully tending to Chaser with a sullen expression, then quietly extended my hand.

“Don’t be so upset, and you hold my hand too. That would be fair, wouldn’t it?”

“Fair… That’s right. That would be fair.”

Soon Cheri’s fingertips touched mine.

Cheri’s thick, straight fingers slowly slipped between my slender fingers, and I felt strangely tense, my toes curling.

And just as our five fingers were about to interlock completely.

“…What are you two doing with me lying between you?”

When had he opened his eyes? Chaser was staring at our hands hovering above his face with a dumbfounded expression.

I quickly pulled my hands away and pretended nothing had happened.

“We were discussing what fairness means. Anyway, are you feeling better?”

“…No. Master, I have no strength in my body at all… could you help me drink some water?”

Chaser looked up at me with feverish, reddened eyes and pleaded.

I nodded and reached for the water cup on the bedside table.

“Wait a moment…”

But again, Cheri was faster.

“Here it is.”

“Mmph! Cough, cough.”

Cheri vigorously grabbed Chaser’s collar, helped him sit up, and even held the water cup to his mouth himself.

After barely managing to drink a cup of water, Chaser glared fiercely at Cheri, then got up with a sigh.

Fortunately, his complexion looked much better, as if his energy had recovered.

“The magic circle I saw in the First King’s memory is too complex, so it’ll take some time to interpret. Several forbidden magics were layered in triple overlaps.”

I handed a cash item to Chaser, who looked deeply troubled, and asked carefully.

“Could you appraise this item? It looks exactly like that brooch you have that hides one’s presence.”

Chaser carefully examined the cash item I handed him and said simply.

“It’s a very precisely made replica.”

“A replica?”

“There’s high-level magic that creates replicas. Of course, you need the right materials.”

“I see.”

Chaser’s words provided a very important hint for the theory I had been thinking about.

No matter how powerful magic is, it can’t create something from nothing.

In other words, cash items aren’t created instantly through magic, but rather duplicates stored somewhere are summoned by the system window.

If that’s the case, then the unsummoned cash items must be stored somewhere right now.

I could easily think of a likely candidate for that storage location.

* * *

“Your Highness, are you on your way to see His Majesty?”

The one who stopped Mikhail as he passed through the palace corridor was a woman with a sweet voice.

Mikhail swallowed a sigh before turning around with a smile spread across his face.

“Your Majesty the Queen.”

As he lightly bowed his head in greeting, a clear laugh like ringing silver bells reached his ears.

“It’s been over ten years since I became Your Highness’s mother, yet you still treat me so formally instead of calling me mother. It’s quite disappointing.”

The Queen possessed such youthful beauty that it was hard to believe she was someone’s mother. Anyone unfamiliar with their relationship would likely mistake them for siblings rather than mother and son.

“Please forgive me. I have only one mother, so I cannot easily speak those words.”

At Mikhail’s gentle refusal, a slight crack appeared in the Queen’s smile.

However, perhaps conscious of the ladies-in-waiting behind her, she quickly composed her expression and asked with a worried face.

“You look tired, by the way. Did you go out for a night stroll last night?”

He had thought he slipped away without being noticed by anyone.

It seemed the Queen was aware that Mikhail often snuck out of the palace at night.

‘I’ll need to replace all the attendants around me.’

As the Queen’s son and Mikhail’s half-brother grew older, Mikhail’s once-solid position began to shake little by little.

The fact that the Queen, who managed the palace’s internal affairs, had begun placing her people around him was proof of this.

He had to find a way to prevent the prophecy, solidify his position as heir, attend the Council of Five Nations, and pay attention to diplomacy with other countries.

Even three bodies wouldn’t be enough, but Mikhail smiled leisurely.

“Who knows? Perhaps I went out with my dear younger brother. Hasn’t that child been spending many nights at parties lately?”

At his words pointing out his half-brother’s conduct, the Queen’s face finally contorted. Mikhail maintained his courtesy until the end as he bid her farewell.

The face of Mikhail as he turned away bore a different kind of smile than when he had faced the Queen.

In the past, such trivial emotional expenditure would have made him even more anxious.

However, now he was no longer alone, nor was he a wanderer who had to walk aimlessly without knowing his destination.

Belinda’s voice from the previous day echoed in his ears.

“I have a favor to ask of Your Highness. Probably, no. Definitely, the First King’s treasury is hidden somewhere in the palace. So if there are any suspicious areas or rumors within the palace, please let me know.”

“He was a great mage, so it can’t be found through ordinary methods, but don’t worry alone. I’ll be with you.”

Mikhail used her voice as his constellation to gauge direction and stepped forward without hesitation.

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