The Extra Wants To Live

"Have you heard the story of the 4th prince?"

"I heard he suffered from an incurable disease and were finally cured a few days ago, right?"

"Yes, it seems that 3rd Prince Nero took pity on him and finally helped him."

"Tsk tsk, Your Majesty is also heartless. Something that can be treated so easily."

Carl's story was quite a bit of gossip, so the nobles talked about him as a light

icebreaker.

"Isn't the blood of the lowly mixed in?"

"Shh, be careful what you say."

"I hope he don't have unnecessary greed. Still, I will say that he is a prince in name and appearance only."

"No way. If he had any thoughts, he wouldn't even dare to think about confronting Aric. Isn't it already decided?"

"But the crown prince's investiture has not yet taken place."

"I don't know what His Majesty is thinking."

"Now that I think about it, Mr. Aric this time…."

It was all that was passed by so lightly.

No one has any expectations from Carl and no one is interested in hi..

"Mr. Adrian?"

Adrian sat lazily with his chin resting and put down the words he had been tapping on the table.

On the board where Adrian was lost in thought, the tangled words were just quietly waiting for the next time.

"… Oh, I'm sorry. Maybe it's because the days are getting colder these days, but I get lost when I'm in a warm place like this."

"Hehe, no. It's quite enjoyable to just look at it like this."

Adrian smiled as he looked at his fiancée, Gwen, whose marriage had been postponed due to Emma's death.

Gwen also narrows her eyes and smiles.

It means don't think about anything else and just move on to the next move quickly.

Foxy bitch.

Adrian made the next move. Gwen made the next move as if she had been waiting, and the two of them talked randomly like children for a while.

And then, after going all the way to the end of what Gwen had read, it just stops.

"I lost."

"… … ."

At Adrian's declaration of defeat, Gwen beautiful face freezes like a sculpture.

Defeat was declared by following exactly the moves Gwen wanted.

It means that if I stay with you any longer, I'll just be wasting time, so I'll finish it quickly and go back.

Snake-like guy.

"You seem to be very worried about your younger brother."

Adrian, who was about to get up at Gwen's words, changes his posture. It hits him at the right time and he can't get up.

Adrian and Gwen are 'still' engaged externally, and if Adrian rejects Gwen's words and stands up, there will be nothing good.

"I'm very worried."

"Well, then, how about we visit him sometime?"

"I'm not worried about that."

"Really?"

Adrian tried to break off the conversation and get up, but he couldn't take off the mask he was playing, so there was no way to escape from Gwen's drag.

In the end, Adrian pretended to be lost in thought again and tapped the table saying the game was over.

It means don't talk to me.

Gwen's eyelashes twitched, but in the end she couldn't be bothered and drank her tea with a smile on her face.

Adrian rested his chin and looked at the defeated Pan with eyes full of sorrow.

He was amazed by its picturesque beauty. Like a messenger from God, he is noble and full of majesty, but at the same time, he is also somewhat sad.

'There are more things to kill. I wish I had died naturally from illness. plaguy.'

With a face like an angel, Adrian thought that about Carl.

'Nero, you're doing something troublesome. When he gets tired of playing, he goes to his mother and begs her.'

Adrian knew that Nero helped Carl simply because he wanted to have a thrilling adventure.

'Nero…As expected, the blade is sharpened and it is looking for a hole to escape. Nero is more annoying than Aric, who is caught off guard.'

'But it's easy to control Nero because he holds Bella hostage. As long as I get my hands on Bella, He will come in on my own and sacrifice his neck.'

'Karl… Even if there are too many of them, There's nothing to worry.'

For a moment, Adrian was trying to figure out how to kill his brothers.

Just like the game I played with Gwen just a moment ago, I simply drew a picture of the future and how I would harvest the lives of my own flesh and blood.

"What funny thoughts are you having?"

"… … ."

He had been silent for too long to do this in front of his fiancé, but at just the right moment, Gwen burst in, forcing Adrian out of his thoughts again.

"Stop, because your eyes are so beautiful."

Foxy bitch.

"Then Should I just look at Adrian's eyes more?"

Snake-like guy.

Adrian envisioned Gwen future.

Gwen is not bad.

Because she will give birth to a son of good lineage.

'She has a great lineage worthy of becoming an empress, but she is too ambitious and too clever to give her power.'

Adrian smiled like an angel and thought so.