The Extra Who Shouldn't Exist-Chapter 389 - 390 : Screwed (2)

Suddenly Alex, barely controlling a grin, looked toward the three of them evenly. "Enough with questions. Why were you three trying to find me anyway? Did something happen? Palace on fire or something ?"

Lucas facepalmed dramatically, sighing. "I knew this guy would forget it completely."

He fixed Alex with a stern look. "Did you already forget the big announcement? You’re gonna publicly name me as king today from the balcony—hand over the full royal power so I can finally free yourself from your partime job.

You said you will reassure the thousands of people in the square that you trust I’ll do a good job ruling wisely."

After hearing the full rundown, Alex slapped his forehead with a theatrical smack. "Oh yeah... almost forgot about my last job. Brain fog from... uh, everything." 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Alden crossed burly arms, bushy brows furrowed. "Seriously? What were you doing until now to vanish like a ghost? We scoured the gardens, libraries, even the armory!"

Alex’s breath hitched sharply, mind racing for a cover. "I was exercising, yeah! Pushing limits in a side chamber. Pretty intense session—sweat-inducing reps and exercise."

The system exploded in hysterical laughter inside his head. [Hahahahaha! Oh my god, I can’t control myself—’intense session’ is the understatement of the century!]

Ethan nodded sagely, clapping Alex’s shoulder. "So that’s why you’re all sweaty and disheveled, huh? Makes sense."

Alex nodded vigorously, avoiding direct eye contact, gaze darting to the floor. "Yeah, exactly that’s why. Peak performance."

Lucas clapped hands decisively. "Alright, enough wasting time with excuses. Let’s get this over with quickly i have loads of work after this."

Alex looked over all around the bustling hall once again—nobles swirling like colorful eddies, laughter and clinking glasses, servants darting with trays—but no golden beacon.

’It’s no use, she’s already long gone in that car. And no one’s gonna remember a damn thing about today—or me—after today anyway. So let’s not fret about it too much.’

Lucas gripped Alex’s arm firmly, leading him through arched doorways to the Royal Palace balcony—a sweeping expanse of polished white marble veined with gold, walls carved with roaring lions, overlooking the massive central square packed with thousands of cheering citizens under a canopy of floating lights and fluttering banners.

As they stepped out, massive holographic screens materialized in the night sky above the city—ethereal blue mana projections spanning blocks, broadcasting Alex’s smirking face, tousled silver hair, and confident stance to every corner.

The colossal crowd below erupted in deafening cheers—"Alex! Our Hero King! Eternal Glory! Long live the Savior!"—fists pumping, flags waving, a tidal wave of adoration crashing upward.

Alex looked toward them from the balcony edge, flashing a charismatic smile while inwardly sighing. ’Let’s get this dog-and-pony show over with, wave bye-bye, and get the hell out of here before more drama explodes.’

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Meanwhile, miles away, Evelyn reclined within the opulent, velvet-lined palace car, its reinforced frame gliding smoothly over the cobblestones as it carried her toward her private estate.

Her breathing came ragged and shallow, chest heaving under the disheveled golden gown—bodice half-unlaced, skirts hiked haphazardly. Her porcelain face remained flushed a deep, lingering crimson like embers refusing to die, golden hair a wild tousled halo, strands sticking to sweat-damp skin.

Her long legs trembled uncontrollably beneath the fabric, thighs quivering with aftershocks.

As if branded, she could still feel Alex’s warmth seared into her—phantom grip on hips, heat between thighs, his scent clinging like a spell.

Suddenly Aurora’s voice echoed telepathically in her mind, rich and amused like velvet thunder. {You’re really bold, aren’t you ? I never really thought you had it in you to spike his drink with that potion—my special brew, no less.}

Evelyn clutched her racing heart, guilt twisting like a knife, voice a whisper even in thought. "Shut up already. I’m already feeling so much guilt I’m practically drowning in it—choking on every memory."

Aurora chuckled warmly. {No use fretting about it now, like spilled potion. For the first time in your sheltered life, you did exactly what your heart desired—no drama, no hesitation.}

Evelyn bit her full lower lip, golden eyes misty. "But it was not right, not honorable. What if he hates me now? Despises me forever?"

Aurora soothed sagely. {Well, after what you pulled—drugging the savior—anyone would be spitting mad... but something tells me that sly kid doesn’t hate you. Furious? Probably. Hate? Unlikely—he’s got that rogue soft spot.}

Suddenly Aurora probed deeper, tone curious. {But why did you lie to him, saying you’ll forget about him too? You know you’re not normal, right? You’re my incarnation—a part of myself.}

"If the will of the universe can’t touch me with its petty curses, then it can’t affect you in the slightest, you already know that right. Your memories of him will remain, as long you yourself don’t wish to get rid of those memories they will remain with you forever."

Evelyn sighed wistfully, gazing out the car window at blurred city lights streaking past like shooting stars. "That’s precisely why I didn’t tell him the truth. At least this way, he’ll believe I forgot everything—including drugging him senseless."

"So I can still act normal around him, no awkward stares... if he fails to become a god and comes back to us."

Aurora hummed approval. {You do know the kid’s not the type to give up, right? He’ll storm the heavens or die trying.}

Evelyn whispered fiercely, fists clenching skirts. "I know. And that’s what scares me even more—the dangers ahead."

"But I still have no regrets for what I did tonight. I love him with every beat, and I did whatever was necessary to become part of his life. Can’t let Alicia win every damn time with her brazen ways."

Aurora laughed heartily. {Now that’s my girl—finally admitting to your true feelings for him!}

Evelyn straightened, resolve hardening like forged steel. "Whatever’s done is done."

"Now I just hope he comes back home safely, unscathed."

Golden eyes fierce with devotion. "As I will wait for him... no matter how much time it takes—even if it’s centuries."