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. 67: Hang Out [1]
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The rhythmic sound of horses' hooves filled the air as a carriage and numerous horses passed through the vast meadow. Nathaniel rested his head against the plush backrest, taking in the picturesque view through the window.
A week had passed since the start of their journey and right now, they were in Marquis Gilmore's territory in the Egberg region. When Nathaniel caught sight of the silhouette of a fortified city, he turned to the boy reclining on the couch across from him.
"Ian, wake up. We're almost at Axton City."
The white-haired boy stirred, lifting the blanket that covered him, and sat up. After regaining his consciousness, he peered out of the window and saw that they were approaching the city.