The Extra Refuses Excessive Obsession - Chapter 8

“Tell Your Majesty I’ll see him soon.”

“Yes, Duke.”

Despite my desperate discussion, Bastian is still firm.

Watching the situation deteriorate smoothly, I thought.

Wouldn’t it be better to write a suicide note now?

I think that would be good. What should I write in my suicide note anyway? Goodbye, everyone. Poor Amelia Cedric ends her short life like a shrimp who burst into a whale fight before she can throw off all the bonds and bondage and leave for freedom.

All she’s guilty of is meeting my family at the wrong time. Please pray for the repose.

Oh, Zera, I’ll make sure to pull out your hair. Damn it.

Well, this should be enough. It was around the time I was in the middle of brooding over the contents of the suicide note.

“Amel, what are you thinking?”

Bastian, who returned the lawmaker before he knew it, looked closely at the day.

He shook his head in surprise.

“Oh, nothing.”

I can’t say I was organizing my will.

Bastian did not question my awkward answer, but he did not question it.

He grinned and trimmed my head. A large hand was covered over the top of the head.

“Don’t worry too much.”

“This brother will take care of everything.”

So it’s your problem to take care of everything.

“Haha, yes.”

But the powerless little citizen only laughed.

Bastian, who was staring at me with a sensitive expression, bowed his head and peeked at the watch.

Soon his brow was wrinkled.

“Oh no, I have to go back to the main building. I’d like to stay longer, but I’m behind on urgent matters.”

That was an extremely disappointing way of speaking.

“Then go ahead.”

Gesticulated with a grin. Please, I’m begging you, go away.

“I’m sorry, I’m supposed to be by your side.”

“No, it’s okay.”

“I’ll be right back when I’m done with the emergency.”

No, you don’t have to come. Not knowing how fast I was going, Bastian stroked my cheek several times.

“My brother has a heart of gold.” No matter how hard I look at him, he’s been mistaken for something.

He seemed to think that my dissuasion of him and refusal to make all kinds of suggestions from the drawing room was solely out of consideration for him.

It’s not that. It’s just looking for a way to live.

“Then take a good rest. Let me know if you need anything.”

“Okay, Bas, brother.”

“Yes, I love you, my brother.”

Bastian, who kissed his forehead lightly, quietly left the bedroom.

It was not until the sound of his footsteps was completely distant that I lay back as if I were falling.

“Well, now you’re gonna breathe.”

I’ve been swamped to death. It’s been a long time since I’ve had a thrilling feeling before.

“Life.”

Mumbled deplorably. “My life, how did this happen?”

It’s not enough for Bastian and now it’s Angkalis the Great.

“…please let me preserve the strings.”

I prayed eagerly for the glorious sun.

***

Artella on the western continent. Once an unknown land, now called the Land of Fire.

In the middle of a strange continent with a purple energy, a gray castle stood fine.

Built thousands of years ago, it was home to a western sorcerer, an inviolable realm that had never been invaded by anyone.

Rowe, the castle’s general manager, was still spending a peaceful day taking care of the succulents he sneaked in from the horse’s mouth.

“Our Alexander, you ate blood yesterday, and today you’re full of leaves. It’s cute, too.

Rowe’s red eyes are bent round.

He hummed and touched a row of potted plants by the window.

Called.

“Do you want me to change Pinky’s powder tomorrow?”

He hummed while whispering softly and lifting up a small pot. Boom! The giant stone gate opened with a loud noise.

“Roe!”

A large, distracted giant appeared in contemplation.

Roe’s expression was rotten by the sudden noise. A keen look turned to the end of the hall.

“Ten, I told you to be quiet in the castle. How many times do I have to tell you that my Lord is sleeping for you to understand?”

“I-I’m sorry. It’s just too urgent!”

Roe sighed heavily at Ten’s urgency.

But, the problem with this castle was that quietness would not be able to last for 50 years.

This time, he is tired just thinking about what kind of flies they would encounter this time.

“Yeah, what kind of country is it this time that would drive out the sorcerer and take over the western continent?”

“No, it’s not.”

“Aha, so the warriors with swollen intestines are at camp.”

The warriors who signed an intercontinental treaty 300 years ago were quite quiet. You have to understand that the warriors are anachronistic.

Roe’s nonchalant muttering made him shake his head again.

“Well, that’s not it either.”

What, they’re not warriors? Roe carefully laid down the pot in his hand.

Our Pinky, wait here for a second.

He smiled with a warm expression. Pinky, who filled eight petals with his pointed teeth, made a fierce breath in the air.

“…oh, I see. The king of a peripheral country sent a letter asking for help. Tsk tsk, the humans, they say they’re going to invade, but they are asking for help.”

“Well, that’s not it either.”

“W-what is it then?!”

Roe screamed out loud. His long white hair shook violently.

Ten’s eyes formed like a rabbit.

Roe shuddered slowly one beat.

“Oh, my voice came out loud without realizing it.”

While sneaking into the center of the castle, he closed his trembling eyes.

He thought he almost woke up his sleeping master.

Roe took a deep breath as if to find peace and opened his eyes.

“…yeah, tell me what’s going on.”

“Well i-it’s that person!”

“Hmm?”

Roe’s expression, who had blinked his red eyes curiously, was tainted with astonishment.

“What?!”

Ten rammed right in.

“I’m sure it’s the energy of that human being!”

“Are you sure it’s that person? Where, where!”

“The eastern border of the Central Continental Rohatine Empire has been identified.”

“…is the Rohatine Empire ruled by that squishy blue-haired emperor?”

“The emperor died 500 years ago, but that’s right anyway.”

Roe smoothed his chin due to Ten’s positivity.

He remembered the emperor of the country that ate a piece of crap.

“No, that’s not the point.”

However, now it is important to secure the human identity that Ten said. How long has the Lord been waiting for “that Human Being” for the past thousand years?

Roe glanced at the bedroom in the middle of the castle where his lord was asleep and rolled up his sleeves.

“Whatever it is, let’s go. Where’s the East?”

“It’s a small town called Ferron, but, in fact, it’s…”

Ten, who had just been excited, hesitated uncharacteristically.

Roe’s eyes narrowed.

His reaction was not good enough, so he asked arm in arm.

“What else?”

“Well, I’m sure we’ve found traces of that person, but it appears that its energy disappeared a month ago.”

“…what?”

Roe asked back, narrowing the gap. Ten decreased his distracted size and turned his eyes awkwardly.

Don’t tell me that he’s trying to look cute.

Roe stares at him, smothering his anger.

“Tell me straight.”

“Well, it’s like… Not long ago, in the eastern town of Ferron, I felt the energy of that human being and scrutinized it.”

“But?”

“In a few years, the aura has drastically diminished and disappeared a month ago. Then it didn’t show up once again.”

Ten finally finished his speech with a creeping voice.

Roe’s head is tilted on the angle. He said it in a hurry, but it wasn’t difficult to grasp the meaning of what he wanted .

“In short, did you find any signs of it?”

“Well, if I have to say so.”

“Hey, you s*n of a b*tch.”

Roe threw a figurine unto Ten but he dodged it quickly.

Clash!

The wall collapsed with a loud noise.

Roe grabbed his head firmly. A clear vein stood on his forehead.

“Ten.”

“Yes, Mr. Roe.”

“It’s not about finding the person, it’s about expressing that you have missed it. Do you get it?”

“Oh yeah. I missed it!”

Roe’s face cracked due to Ten’s jolly answer.

“Oh, Godd*mn it.”

Roe picked up a figure once again, but restrained himself and put it down.

“…ha, can you trace it back? It’s the person who appeared in a thousand years we are talking about. It couldn’t just disappear just like that.”

If it didn’t show up at all, it wouldn’t disappear like that. Roe is convinced of it.

Ten nodded his head off when he was asked and bowed his head.

“When I heard the reports of my men, I didn’t think he/she was dead. They say there hasn’t been a funeral in that town in a month. And although the timing is a little off, a human woman named Sophie recently left the town. She’s the only one who’s left the town in months.”

“How long did she leave the town… without knowing where she left into?”

“They said she went to the capital, but they couldn’t tell me the details even if I gave them 6,000 gold.”

“…six thousand gold?”

Roe tilted his head due to the ambiguous number of money. But soon he flicked his tongue off and shook his head.

“Anyway, humans are good at making money.”

He would have killed them relentlessly in the old days.

While mumbling inside, he turned his body. A white robe hanging to the tip of his toes flung.

“That’s enough. Follow her closely again.”

“Yes sir!”

“If you miss her again, you’ll die.”

Roe threatened with a deadly blow. Ten protected himself and slammed the door of the hall.

“He’s like a less fallen giant.”

He’s telling him to do something like that. Tsk, Roe while flicking his tongue deplorably, threw his eyes at the other side of the hall. There he saw the entrance to the depths of the castle and where His Lord is.

“…..”

After rolling his eyes for a while, he moved towards it.

Roe arrived at the heart of the grey castle.

It is a place of total darkness, with no windows, and a hint of light.

Roe walked through the darkness without difficulty, and soon stopped walking in front of the bed with a black shroud.

There was a light breathing sound from behind the curtain. Roe slowly opened and closed his eyes, and walked at the bedside with a careful touch.

“Lord.”

There was a man lying on a large bed.

Even in the dark, his ecstatic appearance was revealed.

Darker than any darkness, contrasting white skin, and eyelids.

Down to his blood-colored eyes.

It was none other than the western continent’s owner, Callis Ercadaine.

“It’s been about a hundred years.”

Roe, who was counting the hours of his lord’s hibernation, muttered slowly.

“Lord, I think we’ve finally found that person.”

He threatened Ten fiercely, but it was a great harvest just to find its trace.

It was that man who had searched the continent for the past thousand years and they could not see even a single hair of him/her.

It had been a few times that his Lord went into a long hibernation while looking for “that person.”

There was no response, but Roe’s face was filled with strange excitement.

“I’ll be able to give you some good news soon.”

He bowed his head gently and humbly kissed the back of Callis’ hand.

“Until the day you wake up, may you enjoy the solemnity.”