The Extra Who Shouldn't Exist novel Chapter 411

Chapter 411: Chapter 412 : A Tool

The moment the voice echoed across the training hall—

Victoria’s expression darkened instantly.

The violent fury burning within her crimson eyes did not disappear... but it changed. Her mood soured visibly, annoyance replacing rage, as if an insect she particularly disliked had suddenly appeared.

Without another moment of effort, she released Kaelith’s face.

Kaelith staggered forward and collapsed onto one knee, drawing in desperate breaths as the dark blue energy that had been devouring her existence dispersed into fading particles of light. Burn marks lingered across her skin, and even her soul trembled from the aftermath.

The entire hall remained warped from Victoria’s killing intent.

Then—

Space folded inward.

At the exact center of the training hall, reality distorted like liquid glass. Demonic energy gathered—dense, ancient, authoritative. A presence descended, not violently, but absolutely.

A tall figure slowly materialized from swirling darkness.

A man.

Handsome to an almost unreal degree.

Long white hair flowed behind him like silver flame, and golden eyes radiated overwhelming dominance. Two obsidian horns curved upward from his forehead, marking his royal bloodline unmistakably.

The air itself acknowledged him.

Even the shattered ground stabilized beneath his arrival.

This was no ordinary demon.

This was Dorian Arachnis—the newly crowned King of the Demon Realm. A ruler whose ascension had ended centuries of internal demon warfare, a monarch backed by terrifying alliances.

And—

Kaelith’s fiancé.

A union personally sanctioned between him and the Supreme Commander of the Fallen Angels...

Belial.

Dorian’s gaze landed upon Victoria.

Cold.

Displeased.

"How dare you attempt to destroy my property?"

His voice carried royal authority—not anger, but ownership.

Victoria slowly turned toward him, crimson eyes meeting golden ones.

Silence stretched between them.

Then—

A smirk bloomed across her lips.

Mocking.

Dangerous.

"What exactly are you planning to do about it?"

The next instant—

BOOM.

Both of their auras erupted simultaneously.

Demonic sovereignty clashed against Victoria’s cursed energy. The training hall screamed as walls fractured outward, massive pillars shattered into dust, and the ceiling split open under invisible shockwaves tearing through the structure.

Pressure crushed downward from every direction.

Servants across the castle collapsed instantly.

Even distant guards fell unconscious.

Power met power.

Neither yielded.

Neither retreated.

Perfect equilibrium.

Dorian sighed faintly.

"Stop."

His tone remained calm.

"This is pointless."

His golden eyes sharpened.

"You and I both understand... if this becomes a real battle, the outcome is already decided."

Victoria’s killing intent surged even further. Reality warped around her feet as the ground melted beneath corrupted energy.

Her smile widened.

"We won’t know... until we actually fight."

Dorian placed a finger thoughtfully against his chin.

"Hm. You are correct."

He smiled lazily.

"But unlike you, I govern an entire realm. I don’t engage in meaningless battles without benefit."

He gestured casually between Victoria and Kaelith.

"And frankly... I stand far above the two of you."

His aura pulsed subtly, royal authority pressing outward.

"After all... I am the King of the Demon Realm."

Victoria laughed.

Loud.

Unrestrained.

Cruel amusement echoed throughout the ruined hall.

"You speak as if that throne was won through your own strength."

Her eyes gleamed mockingly.

"When everyone knows you crawled before Belial for support. Without him forcing the Six Demon Dukes into submission, you would still be fighting for scraps."

For a brief moment—

Dorian’s composure cracked.

Rage flashed across his face.

Veins pulsed along his temple.

’Control yourself.’

’Soon enough... she will kneel too.’

His expression smoothed instantly.

"A poor attempt at provocation."

He folded his arms.

"Belial and I made a mutually beneficial agreement. He fulfills his promises—so do I."

His gaze shifted toward Kaelith.

Possessive.

Calculated. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"And that agreement includes my marriage to Princess Kaelith. I will not permit harm to come to her."

Kaelith looked at him with visible disgust.

Victoria clicked her tongue.

"Tch. Disgusting."

Her eyes turned hollow.

"If Belial hadn’t promised me the locations of my remaining soul fragments... I would have absorbed her long ago."

She turned toward Dorian again.

"So take care of her well, Demon King Dorian Arachnis."

Her smile became terrifying.

"Because eventually... she will become part of me."

Then her expression shifted again.

Something darker surfaced.

Murderous intent flooded outward.

"But first..."

Her voice lowered into a deadly whisper.

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