The Extra Who Shouldn't Exist

Chapter 413 - 414 : Black winged intruder

As the unfamiliar voice reached his ears, Alex’s eyes opened instantly.

The remnants of sleep disappeared in an instant, replaced by cold, razor-sharp awareness. He sat up slowly on the bed, every movement controlled and deliberate — the reaction of someone whose instincts had been tempered through countless life-and-death battles.

Silence followed.

Then—

As he heard the unknown voice again, the air in front of him distorted.

Space rippled gently, like the surface of a lake struck by an invisible stone. The temperature dropped slightly. The faint scent of iron filled the air.

Alex slowly lifted his head from the pillow, eyes half-lidded with irritation.

’Please don’t be a ghost.’

Dark particles began gathering at the center of the room. They swirled slowly at first, then faster—compressing inward, folding into themselves. A silhouette formed within the vortex.

First a shadow.

Then a shape.

Then a woman.

Long grey hair cascaded down her back like flowing mist. Crimson eyes opened beneath calm yet dangerously sharp brows, glowing faintly in the dim room.

Two massive black wings unfurled behind her with a slow, heavy motion.

’A Fallen Angel huh.’ Alex thought.

Her figure was elegant and refined—the body of a woman in her early twenties, graceful curves wrapped in dark armor that accentuated authority rather than seduction. She did not look like a battlefield brute.

She looked like royalty born to command.

As her form fully stabilized, the atmosphere in the room shifted. The air grew heavier. The silence deepened.

Alex stared at her for a long moment.

Then he released a slow sigh of relief and dropped his head back onto the pillow.

’Good.’

’Not a ghost.’

Her voice echoed calmly, smooth yet edged with restrained impatience.

"So you still haven’t answered my question."

Her crimson eyes locked onto him without blinking.

"Are you the one they call Lucifer?"

Alex remained seated on the bed, still hugging his pillow. He lazily lifted one hand and waved.

"Look, lady... you might be a very good-looking babe, but could you come back after an hour? Lucifer is currently sleeping, and he really doesn’t want this mansion destroyed right after acquiring it through sweat and blood."

A vein visibly twitched on her forehead.

The next instant—

A blade materialized at Alex’s throat.

So fast the air itself failed to react.

Cold steel pressed lightly against his skin.

Kaelith’s voice rang sharply.

"Answer the damn question, or next time your head will be rolling across the floor."

Alex slowly glanced sideways at the sword touching his neck. His eyes followed the blade to its owner. Then he looked back at her face calmly.

"What exactly do you want with me?"

His gaze sharpened.

"And, Fallen, if you came here to kill me—"

His voice turned cold. The temperature in the room dropped further.

"You will die a horrible death. I can promise you that."

For a brief moment, a chill ran down Kaelith’s spine. Instinct screamed danger.

’A human... threatening me?’

’But... this presence...’

’This confirms it.’

’He really is Lucifer.’

She steadied her breathing, refusing to step back.

Alex spoke again, his voice calm but firm.

"I’ll give you three seconds. Remove the blade."

"One."

"Two."

Before he could say three—

Kaelith withdrew the sword in a swift motion. The steel vanished into dark particles.

The tension eased, though the air remained heavy.

"I didn’t come here to fight," she said.

"I came to make a deal."

Alex tilted his head slightly, interest flickering faintly behind lazy eyes.

"And why exactly should I make a deal with you?"

Kaelith’s voice rose, frustration slipping through.

"Don’t you want to defeat Belial? The Supreme Commander. The King of all Fallen Angels."

Alex’s eyes lit up instantly.

Boredom vanished.

"Oh?"

He leaned forward slightly, elbows resting on his knees, pillow still clutched casually.

"And who are you... to speak so confidently about helping me defeat the ruler of the Fallen?"

A faint smile formed on her lips.

"Because I am his daughter."

Her wings shifted slightly behind her, feathers brushing the air with a low rustle.

"Princess Kaelith Drakharis."

"No one knows Belial better than I do."

Alex blinked once. Mild surprise flickered across his face.

"And why should I trust you?"

Her expression darkened.

"Because to him... I am nothing more than a political tool."

Her fists clenched at her sides.

"He plans to marry me off to the new Demon King to expand his influence."

Her voice carried open disgust.

"A man worse than a scumbag. A ruler with countless wives and children."

Alex hummed thoughtfully.

"So daddy dearest doesn’t love you much, huh?"

Kaelith exhaled slowly.

"You could say that. For him... I was always a failure."

Silence settled between them.

Then Kaelith looked at him again, eyes narrowing slightly.

"But honestly... I’m disappointed."

"The man who threatened even Victoria... doesn’t look special at all."

For a moment—

Alex stared at her blankly.

Then suddenly burst into laughter.

Loud.

Unrestrained.

It echoed through the chamber walls.

Inside his mind, he spoke calmly.

’Partner.’

The System responded instantly.

[Confirmation complete, Host.]

[Analysis finished.]

[She possesses one of Victoria’s soul fragments.]

[A core fragment required for Victoria’s completion.]

Alex’s laughter slowly faded.

A smile spread across his face.

Slow.

Controlled.

Dangerous.

’Well now...’

’This just became interesting.’

Alex slowly lifted his gaze toward Kaelith, his expression unreadable.

"Whether I’m anything special or not... is none of your concern."

His voice was calm. Flat.

"First, tell me what kind of deal you have for me."

Kaelith straightened slightly, her wings folding behind her with controlled grace.

"It’s simple. Help me escape that marriage."

Her jaw tightened.

"I ran away from the castle where he had me trapped. He will discover my absence soon... and when he does, he will send his strongest generals after me."

A faint tremor passed through the air as her power stirred unconsciously.

"And in return..."

Her crimson eyes locked onto his.

"I can offer you whatever you want."

She flicked her finger lightly.

The air shimmered—

Then exploded into brilliance.

A massive horde of diamonds, rubies, emeralds, and sapphires poured into existence, cascading onto the marble floor like a glittering waterfall.

Golden coins materialized in waves, clinking loudly as they piled into small mountains. Jewels reflected the lamplight in blinding flashes of color, turning the entire room into a chamber of wealth beyond imagination.

The scent of gold and ancient treasure filled the air.

Alex blinked.

He slowly looked around at the absurd mountain of treasure that had just filled his bedroom.

His eyebrows lifted slightly in interest.

Kaelith crossed her arms lightly.

"Whether it’s money you want... or information about Belial... I have it all."

She stepped forward slightly.

"And to show you how useful I am... let me tell you something."

Her eyes sharpened.

"Victoria has already arrived in this town."

A brief silence followed.

"She can attack you at any time."

"So be careful."

For a moment, Alex simply stared at her.

Then—

A slow, devilish smile formed on his face.

Sharp.

Amused.

Dangerous.

"What if I want something else?"

Kaelith’s brows furrowed slightly.

"What is it?"

Her voice remained steady, but her wings twitched subtly.

"I’ll do my best to fulfill it."

Alex tilted his head slightly.

"What if..."

His eyes glowed faintly.

"I want that soul of yours."

Silence.

A chill ran down Kaelith’s spine.

Her breath caught.

"What...?"

Alex stepped off the bed.

The moment his feet touched the floor, the atmosphere changed.

The air grew heavier.

Darker.

"You are one of the last three fragments of her soul."

His gaze locked onto her like a predator.

"Sounds right?"

Kaelith’s breath hitched violently.

’How did he find out?’

Her heart pounded against her ribs.

The aura around Alex shifted.

It was no longer lazy.

No longer playful.

Something ancient stirred beneath his skin.

He took one slow step forward.

The marble beneath his foot cracked silently.

Kaelith instinctively took a step backward.

Immediate danger screamed through her instincts.

Her wings flared slightly in defense.

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Meanwhile—

High above the town—

Victoria floated silently in the night sky, overlooking the glowing lights below.

Her crimson eyes burned with restrained fury. Her face was still slightly red with anger.

"If it weren’t for that evil spawn Belial wants..."

Her voice dripped with venom.

"I would have blown this entire town to hell."

The wind howled around her as her power pulsed violently.

Then—

She froze.

A suffocating aura suddenly burst from one part of the town.

Dense.

Oppressive.

Her eyes widened slightly.

Then her lips curled into a sharp grin.

"Found you."

The next instant—

The sky shattered behind her as she launched forward.

The air screamed.

Clouds tore apart.

A streak of crimson light shot toward the source of that overwhelming presence.