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. 150: Hastilude Festival [3]
A young man with wheat-colored hair and honey eyes who sat there waved his hand enthusiastically toward Adrian.
A thin smile formed on his lips as he recognized them.
It was Péréz and the others.
"Ian, I'm going to reunite with my friends."
Nathaniel announced, his voice reaching Adrian's ears.
Adrian turned towards him and nodded in understanding, acknowledging his desire to catch up with his companions.
"Alright. See you."
Adrian replied, bidding Nathaniel farewell.
As Nathaniel made his way towards his friends, Adrian approached his own group, noticing the genuine smiles that adorned their faces.
Taking a seat, a maid promptly arrived, placing a delicate teacup in front of him and pouring tea with practiced grace.
The moment the maid stepped away from their table, Péréz greeted him with a mischievous smile.
"It's been a while, Your Highness."
Adrian rolled his eyes in boredom and retorted.