The Obsessive Male Lead Is Obsessed With Me! - Chapter 42
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Episode 42
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So what exactly does Lionel think of me?
In the end, I felt frustrated because I couldn’t hear an answer, but anyway, the important thing was that he could give me magical power.
Lionel’s magical vessel seemed to be very large, but since he wasn’t a mage, he was leaving all that tremendous magical power unused!
‘Then it would be the right path for everyone if I used it.’
Actually, since I received it from someone else, I did want to use it sparingly. But what was the point? My body had no magical vessel, so it would just leak out even if I left it alone.
‘In that case, it’s less wasteful to just use it!’
So I began studying magic in earnest again, and I also informed my family about this fact.
“I found the person who shared magical power with me. It turns out His Highness the Second Prince has the same type of magical power as me.”
“What? Is that true?”
But contrary to my expectations, my family was extremely surprised. As if they had never expected that the person who gave me magical power would be Lionel.
‘Well, I didn’t think it would be Lionel at first either.’
“When I think about it, when magical power entered my body, I held hands with His Highness the Second Prince bare-handed without wearing gloves. I think I unintentionally absorbed magical power then.”
“So… you’re saying you received magical power directly from His Highness the Second Prince?”
“That’s what I’m saying.”
“That’s really… an amazing coincidence.”
“Oh my, it’s not coincidence but destiny!”
The destiny of me becoming a great mage!
‘I wanted to tell Master about this too.’
Currently, Master had returned to the Tower of Magic.
The incident where I, having lost my magical vessel, fainted after accepting another’s magical power was unprecedented even within the Tower of Magic, so research was needed or something.
Well, that made sense, since it was so natural for mages to have magical vessels.
Naturally, there wouldn’t have been prior research on the problem of losing one’s magical vessel.
“Anyway… Cecil, since you collapsed once before, don’t receive too much magical power from His Highness the Second Prince. I’m worried you might have another problem if you accept magical power without a vessel.”
“Yes, I will!”
I obediently answered Mother’s concern, but!
‘How can a mage restrain themselves with magical power?’
Originally, taking one ambiguous bite is more tantalizing than not eating at all.
I fell asleep happily, excited about the thought of visiting Lionel tomorrow and receiving plenty of magical power.
However, the next afternoon.
“I’m sorry. We don’t know where His Highness the Second Prince went either.”
“His Highness the Second Prince? Uh… I heard he went to the orphanage at the Eastern Temple, but I’m not sure if that’s accurate.”
“What? No, he didn’t come here. …Ah, if he went to teach at an orphanage, it would be the Southern Temple, not here.”
“Yes. His Highness the Second Prince was here. But he left a little while ago… I don’t know exactly where he went.”
Unlike yesterday when rumors spread everywhere that the Second Prince was doing relief volunteer work in the slums.
I wandered all over the capital searching for Lionel, who was moving around the entire capital like appearing here and there, but ended up returning home empty-handed!
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It had already been a week since the Second Prince started his volunteer activities.
When the Second Prince first came to do volunteer work, the Central Temple showed reluctance, but now they were beaming with joy.
Because the Second Prince’s sincere volunteer activities were raising people’s interest and goodwill toward the temple?
Of course, that was one reason, but the biggest reason was that the donations from nobles coming to the Central Temple had increased several times over.
“I heard His Highness the Second Prince is doing volunteer work… I also want to participate in such a meaningful act.”
There were many nobles who wanted to make an impression on the promising heir to the throne who was predicted to be the future emperor.
They brought bribes in the name of donations and persistently nudged to be allowed to meet His Highness the Second Prince.
Honestly, that wasn’t a very difficult task. They would just do volunteer work together while the Second Prince was doing his volunteer activities.
However, if there was one problem, it was that there were too many volunteers making requests that weren’t really requests.
“Archbishop, what should we do about this? The donations have already come in, so should we just pretend not to know?”
“No, no. Then they won’t donate to the temple next time. We have to arrange for them to meet everyone somehow!”
“By what means?”
“Ahem, is there any other way? His Highness the Second Prince just needs to move around a bit busily for the faith of our believers.”
Thus, the Second Prince came to do various volunteer activities, changing locations several times a day.
He would go to the Northern Temple, then the Southern Temple, then back to the Northern Temple, traveling all over the capital…
Everywhere he went, nobles would hover around the Second Prince saying “please take care of us,” doing no work at all, so his aides couldn’t help but find this strange.
“Your Highness, it seems the temple is playing games with your whereabouts.”
When Lionel’s duties were canceled and he started volunteer activities, his aides also came out with him.
At first, they came out thinking it would be nice to get some fresh air, but it wasn’t nice at all.
After following him to the volunteer sites, since the Second Prince emanated an expressionless and unapproachable atmosphere, people only bothered the more approachable aides.
“Ahem, this isn’t a bribe, but I was hoping you would wear nicer shoes…”
“That’s a bribe!”
“Damn, do you think you’ll be safe after treating me like this? Until just a few generations ago, our family was a marquis house!”
Just as the aides were getting tired of the endless stream of people asking them to introduce them to His Highness the Second Prince.
A slender nobleman succeeded in suppressing his presence and approaching near the Second Prince.
‘Good, I’ve succeeded this far!’
His plan was this: get close and pretend to fall. Then His Highness the Prince would catch him, right?
Then he would create a connection by saying he was grateful for being caught and wanted to repay this kindness.
‘Alright, here I go!’
Nobleman Yeongshik ran toward the Second Prince visible ahead and tried to pretend to fall… but actually tripped over a stone.
“Ugh!”
Feeling his body tilting and closing his eyes tightly, he actually thought this was better.
‘This is more natural…!’
-Thud!
“Argh!”
Contrary to his expectations, there were no hands to catch him. Feeling sharp pain in his knees and both hands, Nobleman Yeongshik looked resentfully toward where the Second Prince had been.
And he was flustered.
“What, where did he go?”
The Second Prince who had definitely been here just moments ago had somehow moved to a distant location.
He had an intuition. That the Prince had noticed his approach early and moved away.
‘How did he know I was approaching? I deliberately approached secretly from behind!’
Whether such things were happening behind him or not, Lionel stood still and looked around.
“Your Highness, do you need anything?”
Noticing that gaze, Maximus quietly approached and spoke.
Lionel looked toward somewhere between the alleys, then shook his head.
“Not particularly. Rather, write down the names of those who came to the volunteer site and unnecessarily interfered with your work.”
It wasn’t a very loud voice. But the nobles who had been listening intently toward the Second Prince were startled and had fits.
As if driving in a wedge, Lionel’s words continued with one more statement.
“I will not permit audiences with those whose names appear on the list, in any location hereafter.”
Since he was a man of few words, it was well known that the Second Prince did not make empty promises.
The nobles who had been trying somehow to gain even a glance from the Second Prince began to flee for their lives.
When they said no, no, they wouldn’t even listen with half an ear. But seeing them scatter immediately at one word from His Highness the Second Prince, the aides burst into hollow laughter.
Even if they couldn’t help it until this evening, the rumors would spread soon, so no one would come from tomorrow.
“Um, Your Highness the Second Prince. You need to depart for the Eastern Temple now.”
“What? This is already the fourth move today and we have to move again?”
“I’m, I’m sorry. I’m just relaying what I was told from above…”
A young cleric who clearly looked like he wasn’t even an adult yet made a tearful face and bowed repeatedly.
How could anyone get angry seeing that? While an aide was pounding his frustrated chest with his fist, Lionel waved his hand saying it was fine.
“We’ll move.”
“…Yes, Your Highness.”
After the aides, who were gritting their teeth saying they would never donate to temples again, and the Second Prince left for the Eastern Temple.
A vagrant emerged from inside the alley where Lionel had been looking.
No one paid attention to him as he held a cracked bowl in his hand and picked up the trash and miscellaneous items scattered on the ground.
Thanks to this, he was able to safely retrieve the copper fragment that Lionel had left behind, and went back into the shadowy alley to decipher the orders he had left based on the code engraved on it.
“…Huh?”
[Periodically inform Cecilia Roheim of my location]
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