Not-So an Extra
Suddenly being thrown into the novel's world and possessing a pretty much fucked up character made him have no choice but to continue his life as a new identity. And just like any sane person who transmigrated into a book, of course, he would destroy every red flag that stood in his way. Yet, unbeknownst to him, every single thing he did was just wrecking the storyline more and even more; to the point that the plot had become utterly screwed, thanks to him. ===== A/N: This novel is heavily inspired by many famous video games.
Ch. 111: The Bet [3]
—Splash! —Splash! —Splash!
The white strands of Adrian's hair shimmered under the bright sunlight, swaying gently with the rhythm of the sea breeze.
He sat with his back against the main mast, sharpening his sword with his indifferent face.
His Damascus glinted in the sunlight, reflecting the clear blue of the sky above.
A few days ago, he had called his classmates and fortunately, they were safe and sound, which eased him.
Also, they were still in Syna but currently staying at a different inn, since their previous inn had been heavily damaged.
His classmates informed him that Gizel asked each of them about the last time they saw him, and therefore they inquired about his whereabouts.
Adrian stated that he could not disclose any information, and they respected his decision while praying for his safety.
Nevertheless, his cerulean eyes were forced to look up from his sword when a shadow was cast upon him.