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. 155: The Western Border [1]
As the first rays of light emerged from the horizon, painting the dark sky with vibrant hues of blue, a serene morning scene unfolded.
In the midst of this tranquil ambiance, a white-haired boy sat solemnly, savoring his breakfast.
Each spoonful of soup he consumed seemed to carry his thoughts away to a different realm.
His mind wandered to the detailed report he had received from Fredinand, revealing a disturbing truth.
The explosive devices discovered were not confined to the watchtower alone; they were scattered throughout the castle's surroundings, hidden in every nook and cranny near the sidewalks.
The sheer number of devices found was staggering, hinting at a malevolent intent to harm Aerilyn.
The identity of the perpetrator remained shrouded in mystery, leaving Adrian at a loss.