The Second Male Lead is Actually a Girl

It was a quiet tea time.

A cup of warm tea while looking at a beautiful flower garden.

Rosenta’s insides, which had been noisy, settled as warmly as the warmth outside.

He took a sip of his tea and looked at Vivian and Theodore as they were talking.

“I’m a woman and you didn’t give me even a single flower; only Rozen received flowers.”

“That’s very narrow-minded. That's not good, Vivian."

As he listened to the two of them talking, he saw a bunch of flowers on the table.

They were purple geraniums.

Theodore also prepared those for him.

They were meant as a thank you for inviting him to have fun at yesterday's banquet, but... … . flowers?”

It was an unusual gift not usually given to an aristocratic man. That didn't mean it was bad.

It was one of those gifts he thought he would never get.

“Ugh. That’s right! I'm narrow-minded! Heh, Your Majesty must be very nice to have such a broad mindset!”

"Of course. That’s one of the virtues that you must have as a ruler.”

"Ugh."

Vivian, who had been keeping up with Theodore tit-for-tat without fail, finally patted her chest in frustration.

Rosenta looked at them with a warm smile on his face.

Theodore's eyes met his.

For a moment, his eyes that were full of Rosenta became hazy like fog.

Then, as if it had been a misunderstanding, in an instant, Theodore's focus returned to normal.

While smiling brightly, as if his appearance earlier was an illusion.

Theodore rose slowly. He lazily turned his gaze to Vivian.

“For the sake of the only lady here, I will personally pick all the flowers here, one by one.”

The imperial palace was full of rare plants and flowers that could only be found in other countries or that were hard to find elsewhere.

The flowers in this flower garden alone were priceless.

Knowing that, Vivian's reaction quickly became docile.

“It would have been better if you had done that beforehand… … . Not bad.”

Then Vivian proudly crossed her arms and raised her head.

However, contrary to that attitude, the corners of Vivian's mouth twitched upward.

It was cute.

Theodore got up and walked toward the flower garden.

It was under a clear sky, so Rosenta felt that his golden hair was exceptionally shiny.

That wasn’t it. Was it really emitting beautiful light as it blew in the wind?

“Even when he’s being smug, his appearance is really good… … . ah! That doesn't mean that His Majesty is more handsome than Rozen... … . Maybe it’s more like Rozen is beautiful and His Majesty is handsome?”

Rosenta didn't say anything, but Vivian started making excuses hastily.

That reaction was so funny that a mischievous smile came to his face in an instant.

He asked a playful question with adolescent-like mischief.

“Hmm. So you're saying I'm not cool?"

“No! Rosen is a beautiful dandy... … . Ugh, this sounds so stupid.”

Vivian's cheeks were as pretty as her pink hair.

Finally, Vivian covered her face with both hands. Although she squinted at him through the cracks of her slightly parted fingers.

*

While Rosenta was playing this prank on Vivian, Theodore had been struggling to pick flowers for a while.

He would look back at them and smile while shaking a handful of plucked flowers.

They waved at Theodore in return, then resumed their conversation when he turned his head.

Perhaps because the day was clear, the tea-party continued. Rosenta’s mood also became as clear as the white clouds in the sky.

If only it hadn't happened unexpectedly.

“Lo, Rozen!”

Vivian, who was about to grab her teacup, trembled in shock.

Then she pointed behind him and shouted loudly.

"I… … over there!”

He was so surprised that his face was becoming whiter and whiter.

Vivian even slammed the table and jumped up from her seat.

'What the hell is she looking at?’

He slowly turned around and saw. Something very small, like a hot spot, appeared to be falling.

There was no way a meteor would fall without any warning.

But with no warning, something unidentifiable, that looked like a lightning bolt, was falling from the clear sky.

As it descended, it took shape. It was definitely a person.

Quickly recognizing this, he immediately called out to Theodore.

"Your majesty!"

He got up from his chair.

He heard the sound of the chair he was sitting on falling backwards but that wasn't important.

Following him, Vivian also shouted.

"Your majesty! Look! above!"

Theodore, who had been looking at them strangely, as if asking why, only then looked up.

Theodore's eyes widened as he saw the object falling on top of him.

Theodore raised one hand without hesitation. He was beckoning Rosenta not to come near him.

Vivian carefully tugged at the end of Rosenta’s sleeve and called out to him in a frightened voice.

“Lo, Rosen… … .”

He looked up at the sky again. It was unrealistic and abnormal.

Reading a sentence in a novel and witnessing it with his own eyes were quite different.

He tried to comfort Vivian with a trembling voice while trying to hide his anxiety.

"Don't worry. His Majesty will be fine.”

‘Let's believe in Theodore's ability.’

Even in the book, it was described that Theodore received Yura intact without a single wound.

As if brainwashing himself that way, he kept repeating, 'It will be okay.'

“Kyaaak!”

Vivian shouted and fell into his arms.

“It’s landed!”

Light was flowing from Yura's body as she got closer and closer to the ground.

The moment he got closer to Yura, light leaked from Theodore's body.

If Yura's light was close to silver, Theodore's was golden, just like his own hair.

At the same time that Yura fell into Theodore's arms, the clusters of light emitted by the two created a roar as if they were about to explode with a mighty wind.

“Kyaaaagh!”

He hugged Vivian's head tightly.

He also closed his eyes tightly due to the swarm of light that was so intense that it hurt his eyes.

And only when the roar subsided, he carefully and slowly opened he eyes.

“Vivian, it’s okay now.”

It was so thick with dust that he couldn't see Theodore at all.

After carefully removing Vivian, he walked towards where he was.

"Ah… … .”

A field of flowers hollowed out around them like a barren wasteland.

Theodore, whose whole body was glowing with golden holy power, stood holding the woman in his arms.

Yura with black hair hanging down and wearing a white dress.

Of course, her body also continued to shine silver.

The light of the two blended harmoniously and looked like a beautiful dance of starlight.

“It’s a beautiful sight.”

To appear so spectacularly

Such a splendid appearance was not mentioned in the book.

Just 'Yura landed like a feather in Theodore's arms and their eyes quietly met.'

“Rozen… … . Hey, what is that?”

Surprised and contemplative, Vivian followed him.

"Well. I need to see His Majesty first.”

The closer he got to Theodore, the more he could see him and Yura.

“Rozen, could it be that the light coming from that woman’s body is holy power?”

“… … Yes. Holy power.”

Vivian took a deep breath, as if not believing my answer.

"Her. If that's the case... … She is much stronger than the pope of the Holy Land.”

Yura possessed the silver holy power of 'Rouge', the god of light that the current kingdom believes in.

Even the priests of the current Holy Kingdom would not be able to show off such brilliant silver holy power.

Even the Pope barely emits light the size of an adult fist.

On the other hand, Theodore has the holy power of 'Harmonia', an ancient god that has disappeared.

Maybe that's why it was golden, exactly like his hair color, and it was an ability close to that of an ancient paladin suitable for battle.

Only people from the Helios Imperial Family could use these abilities.

It was probably because of the 'first temple' that existed on this land before the founding of the country.

Well, like any other novel, it's like a privilege that only the main characters can have.

"Your majesty."

Rosenta moved forward without hesitation.

However, Theodore was only looking at Yura, as if he couldn't hear his voice.

"Your majesty."

Even though he called again, he was still looking at Yura with a hazy expression.

As if caught in a spell called fate.

*

Han Yura Bang, aged 19 years old.

She is a precious youngest daughter who grew up receiving unconditional support and love from a wealthy family.

On her way to her academy, as usual, Yura absurdly fell into an open man hole.

It was an absurd thing that would happen in some classic novel.

She fell and landed in what appeared to be a strange country.

She closed her eyes tightly but, when she opened them again, her eyes met the golden man.

It was an unrealistic eye color and appearance that made her wonder if it was a dream for a moment.

However, it looked too natural for him to be wearing a wig and contact lenses.

The thought about it for a while.

Distracted at the sight of the man's face, Yura suddenly lost consciousness.

'Huh? Where is this?'

After that, it was as if Yura was floating in pitch-black air.

‘Could this be a lucid dream?’, Yura though as she looked down at her floating body.

She thought about what she wanted in her mind, just in case.

'Why doesn't anything happen when I think of a sofa?'

‘If it's a lucid dream, things should happen in the dream as I think of them.’

However, no matter how much Yura thought of the sofa, nothing appeared.

It was continuous darkness.

Until a strange voice was heard.

“You have answered my call.”

Yura looked around.

However, the owner of the voice did not appear. Only this unidentified voice could be heard.

“I called you here.”

"Where is this place?"

"The Helios Empire. The center of it."

‘What the hell are you talking about?'

Yura could not understand. She shook her head and looked around.

Then, as if something came to mind, she clapped her hands hard together.

"Ah! A dimension shift!"

‘I've read about things like this several times on the recommendation of a friend who likes romance. Among them, there were several novels that contained dimension shifting.’

Despite the unusual situation, Yura did not appear to be shocked.

She shook her head calmly to the point of looking grotesque and laughed.

“Am I like a messenger from God? A saint by any chance?"

A red flower was in full bloom on Yura's face.