The Extra Who Shouldn't Exist novel Chapter 245

Chapter 245: Chapter 245 : Tyrant sounds a lot cooler

Charlotte, Seraphina, and Ava leaned over the nearest desk, picking up the glowing mana contracts. Their eyes scanned the runes and shimmering text—and immediately widened in disbelief.

Charlotte was the first to react. She almost burst out laughing, covering her mouth to suppress it.

Seraphina shook her head slowly, a faint smile curling her lips. "Yeah... it’s definitely Alex," she said, her tone both amused and exasperated.

Ava, holding the contract delicately, spoke in a soft, hesitant voice. "I... I’ll support him anyway," she murmured, her cheeks slightly pink as she looked down.

The entire group of first-years fell silent. The air grew heavy as they all began reading through the contract’s terms.

The glowing letters on the parchment stated the following:

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*Contract Terms

1.All first-year students shall support Charlotte Evans Avaloria in the Student Council President election.

2. They shall not disclose any events or information related to this contract or associated activities.

3. No participant shall disclose any details, events, or strategies discussed or witnessed within this training ground.

4. They shall never betray Charlotte Evans under any circumstance.

5. They must oppose any rival candidates if instructed.

6. They agree to promote Charlotte’s image when possible.

7. They shall assist her campaigns with resources or manpower if required.

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Whispers erupted instantly.

"This is insane..."

"He’s really doing this?"

"Wait it’s like... he’s making us pledge allegiance to Charlotte?"

Alex mirked as he said "As you guys already know the consequences of breaking a mana contract—if any of you break the contract, the mana bound to your core will go haywire, reject you from the inside out... and well, you’ll explode. Painfully at that."

A shudder ran threw the crowd.

Before the murmurs could grow louder, a tall student with sharp crimson eyes stepped forward. Elaria Dawncrest—known for his noble heritage and arrogance—spoke up, his tone laced with indignation.

"This is tyranny!" he declared. "I will never sign something like this. I’m free to support whoever I want!"

The crowd tensed. Even Alden paused, glancing toward Alex.

Then Alex’s voice cut through the air—calm yet commanding, carrying an edge that made the room tremble slightly.

"Of course, you’re free to support whoever you want," he said, his gaze fixed firmly on Elaria. "It’s just that... I already chose the person you ’would’ want to support with all your heart."

Elaria’s mouth twitched, unsure how to respond, but Alex wasn’t finished.

"So you should be happy about it. After all, as first-years, you should support your *fellow* first-year—not someone like Lucas evans avaloria, who’s already making your lives miserable."

A hush spread across the crowd.

"You’ve all heard it, haven’t you?" Alex continued, his tone turning sharp. "First-years being forced to support Lucas. Those who refuse get beaten or threatened."

Murmurs of agreement spread among the crowd. A few students nodded grimly, recalling incidents they’d witnessed.

"But me?" Alex said, placing a hand on his chest with mock sincerity. "I’m giving you a *choice*."

He let the silence linger for a moment before speaking again, his voice lowering into a confident challenge.

"So I’ll ask just once. Who will you support?"

The tension held for a moment—then one student stepped forward. Then another. Slowly, the murmur grew into cheers.

"I’ll support Charlotte!"

"Count me in!"

"Charlotte evans avaloria for The student council President!"

Soon, nearly the entire hall erupted in support. The cheers shook the barrier, echoing like thunder. Alden crossed his arms, grinning proudly at Alex.

Alex, satisfied, gave a faint smile. "Good. The vampire and elven factions have already submitted. The dwarves follow Draven’s lead. That means the majority is already in our favor."

He lifted a hand. "Now... make your choice. Those who support Charlotte, stand on my right. Those who don’t—on the left."

Students hesitated for only a moment before moving. Waves of first-years began shifting toward Alex’s right side. The ground almost seemed to tilt with how many joined him.

By the time the movement stopped, nearly ninety percent stood proudly on his side. The remaining ten percent lingered stubbornly on the left—led, of course, by Elaria Dawncrest and a few other nobles who refused to yield.

Alex’s gaze sharpened like a blade. His eyes locked onto them, cold and unyielding.

’Let’s see how long your pride lasts,’ he thought.

"Alright," he said aloud, his voice deceptively calm. "Tell me your names."

The nobles exchanged nervous glances. They had all witnessed Alex’s terrifying strength before and had no intention of provoking him—but his tone left no room for refusal.

One by one, they spoke their names.

Alex nodded, mentally noting each one. Then he smiled faintly—a smile that made the entire group shiver.

"Don’t worry," he said casually. "I’m not going to beat you up."

Then, to everyone’s surprise, he pulled out his EtherPad and began typing.

"Miss Selena," he said calmly into the device, "I’m sending you a list of names. Find out what businesses their families are involved in. And then... use every connection we have to shut them down."

A wave of shock swept through the nobles. Their faces turned pale. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Elias’s lips curled into a mocking grin. "You think your empty threats will scare us? You’re a commoner, Alex so what if you’ve become somewhat famous. You don’t have that kind of power or influence."

Alex raised an eyebrow but said nothing.

Then it happened.

The EtherPads of every noble around Elaria buzzed simultaneously. The piercing sound echoed across the hall.

One of them frowned and answered the call. "Father? What’s—"

Before he could finish, a furious voice shouted through the device.

"You idiotic buffoon! Who the hell did you offend?! All our business deals are getting canceled one after another! Fix this—NOW!"

The boy’s face turned ghostly pale as he looked towards alex mocking smile. "F-Father, I... I’ll fix it right now!"

Without hesitation, he bolted across the floor and joined the group on Alex’s right. "I’ll support Lady Charlotte! Please don’t cancel our deals!"

The others stared in disbelief—until more EtherPads started buzzing.

One after another, nobles picked up the calls.

"What do you mean our contracts with the Lareth Consortium are gone?!"

"Father, please—listen, I didn’t—"

"You moron! Our partners just pulled out their funding and they are saying it’s because of you! Fix this immediately!"

The pattern repeated again and again. Panic spread like wildfire. Within minutes, the remaining nobles, drenched in sweat and humiliation, scrambled toward Alex’s side.

Elias stood frozen, disbelief written all over his face as he watched his supporters betray him one by one.

Alex simply crossed his arms, expression unreadable.

’And that,’ he thought with a faint smirk, ’is how you turn politics into art of business and influence.’

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