The Retired Hero is an Extra

The Ramille couple was still at home as the day began, having spent a sleepless night due to worry and tension surrounding Jash.

They found Jash's presence at the table surprising, but the events of last night were too fresh in their minds to bother him with their curiosity.

Naturally, the couple knew the odd feeling of eating at such a table, which was quite large for a family of four, but this was a common thing for nobility as they would usually greet their guests at the table.

As the breakfast continued silently, Jash broke the silence by asking to awaken all of a sudden.

As the conversation deepened, Carcel was ecstatic from the sudden motivation of Jash, but Sera was too worried despite hoping for Jash to awaken as soon as possible last night.

If not for the recent incident, she would have been thrilled to hear the same thing.

In the end, she agreed on the condition of getting a proper checkup by a priest from the Holy Church of Light as they were the ones with the most expertise in such matters.

However, her mind felt numb for a few seconds after Jash left the room and a palpable silence enveloped the room.

She broke the silence in an exasperated manner, "Honey, he smiled! He smiled after talking about awakening with a resolve!"

"I thought I hallucinated for a second, but did we see the same sight?" Carcel responded, jumping out of his chair.

To say the couple were surprised would be an understatement.

It was one thing for him to smile and laugh after sneaking away from training or to accept awakening reluctantly.

Yet not only did he ask to awaken himself, he even smiled right after!

"Carcel!! Make sure his awakening goes unhindered and get him the best resources! I don't care about the cost, just make sure he gets the best!" Sera requested Carcel with a hint of excitement in her voice.

Well, more like she was ordering her husband, but she didn't seem to care.

Sera did everything to see her children smile, she never denied their request, causing many people to believe she was spoiling her children too much. But for a mother whose only wish was to see her children happy, she didn't care how the world saw her.

Bringing her back from her happy state was Carcel as he agreed readily to her request.

"Did you think I would be petty after knowing his wish? I will make sure he gets the best of the best!" Carcel gushed while calling Edward.

As if suddenly recalling an important detail, Sera instructed, "That and everything is fine but don't forget the checkup!"

Carcel paused and nodded seriously before his previous excitement returned to his features.

Edward was a man in his fifties and had seen Carcel's childhood but even he was surprised to see Carcel so excited to do something in the recent years. The only times he remembered the similar state of Carcel was when he married Sera and when his kids were born.

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On the other side, Jash returned to his room, thinking to himself, 'That went easier than expected.'

Whistling happily, he reached for one of the empty notebooks on his bookshelf.

'It would be a good idea to write everything down,' wondered Jash, recalling the numerous plots where people suddenly get amnesia or eidetic memory upon reincarnation.

He definitely didn't want to become either of those extremes and so, he jotted down all the details in a language not from this world.

'Unless there is another transmigrator, reincarnator, or possessor in this world, this is safe.' Jash nodded to himself in approval before a thought creeped into his mind, 'Oh shit! What if there exists some artifact or ancient tome that can read and translate every language?'

'Nah, nevermind. Such things need to be hella rare. Prolly only the heaven's chosen ones can find such things.'

Jash didn't linger on the thought for long as he finished writing within 2 hours.

"Ah~ I am finally done. So tiring~"

Jash yawned and stretched to reduce the chances of a sudden muscle cramp.

"Now, I can finally rest~"

Just as Jash blurted out his thoughts, a sudden knock took away his dreams.

—Knock! Knock!

The sudden disturbance made Jash grumble, "Just who is it?"

"Young Master, the priest has arrived from the church."

"Ah, it's you, Emma," recognizing the voice, Jash exited his room.

"Alright. Let's go, shall we?"

His sudden agreement stunned Emma, who obviously heard his disgruntled mumbles and was shocked to see the stark contrast from a second earlier.

"Emma?" Jash called her out again, confused by her unresponsiveness.

"Yes, Young Master," bowed Emma as she led the way.

It seemed Jash was quite eager to go and meet the priest to the other servants along the way, but they smartly went about their work.

It didn't take long for them to arrive at the guest room on the ground floor of the family mansion.

As if unbothered by any etiquettes Jash directly barged into the room, leaving behind the frozen Emma, who was just about to knock and seek permission.

The inside of the room wasn't excessively luxurious, just enough to showcase their might as a ducal family.

With gold coated window panes to chandeliers made up of pure silver and even plush sofas with jutted jewels.

Inside the room stood only three people. Sera, Carcel and a stranger.

The three had already stopped talking the moment they took notice of Jash outside the room.

Naturally, Jash's eyes quickly locked on to the figure of the stranger, trying to ascertain any clue he could.

The moment he looked at the figure of the gray-haired man, he smiled at Jash gently, showing no sign of offense at Jash's rude behavior.

Yet Jash didn't want to get chided by his parents later and greeted the man with proper etiquette, "I, Jash Ramille, greet the Priest of the Light."

Despite the succinct greetings, the man didn't take offense and reciprocated in the same polite manner, "Greetings, son of the Ramilles. May the blessing of Light befall you."

Carcel and Sera didn't mind the formality much, but they felt relieved deep down at Jash's behavior.

It was an unspoken rule to not offend the priests, irrespective of one's belief in the Goddess of Light or not.

So, they were kind of nervous, considering how much Jash disliked following proper etiquette and acting noble-like.

It was a different matter for Jash to be that way when it was just family, but it could lead to potential negative results if he stayed the same towards outsiders, especially a priest.

That didn't mean to say they wouldn't stand with Jash if things took a turn for the worse.

Meanwhile, the concerned parties seemed to hold no regard for their expressions or presence as they observed each other.

"Jash, this here is Priest Andrew from the Church of Light. He is one of the higher-ranked members of the Church. It wouldn't be a stretch to call him the Head Priest if..." Sera introduced Andrew to Jash but stopped midway.

'I wonder what secret does this old coot hide,' mused Jash with intrigue.