The Extra Who Shouldn't Exist novel Chapter 255

Chapter 255: Chapter 255 : A heinous Crime

Edward’s expression instantly twisted into dread as the ground beneath him trembled.

Undead... dozens of them began to rise from the floor, their hollow sockets glowing with a faint, malevolent hue. Even without moving, the sheer power radiating from them was suffocating.

’Impossible... the aura... it’s too strong for mere undead.’

As Edward laid eyes on the grotesque beings, his face darkened. He immediately released Alex, stepping back cautiously. But the undead didn’t move. They stood eerily still, motionless, as if waiting for something.

’Why aren’t they attacking? What’s going on?’

And then—a voice echoed through the chamber, low and ancient, shaking the air itself.

"You’ve made the right choice, human."

It was Azrael.

"I can sense your strength... at least by the standards of this low-class world. But understand this—if you and I clash here, this place will be reduced to rubble. Thousands of lives will be lost in mere seconds. Are you willing to risk all of that?"

Edward’s pupils shrank. He clenched his fists.

’This man... no, this demon. He’s not bluffing. Even if I gave it everything I had... I’m not sure I could win. And he’s right. If we fought, every student in this academy would die a meaningless death.’

Suddenly, Edward’s senses flared—multiple powerful auras surged toward the room. A moment later, the heavy doors shattered inward.

Duke Arthur Williams, Duke Reynard von Crestvale, Marquis Liam Starlight, Marquis Augustus Sinclair, and Swordmaster Marcus Reed—all Transcendent-rank powerhouses—stormed inside.

Their eyes widened in horror as they froze mid-step. Every hair on their body stood up, goosebumps crawling across their skin.

They saw him.

Azrael.

The being standing before them radiated an aura none of them had ever felt before—an darker blend of death.

Without hesitation, they began to charge their attacks—

"Stop!"

Edward’s voice thundered through the room, halting them in their tracks.

"Don’t attack! This is no ordinary demon. If you fight him now, the lives of all the students here will be in danger!"

At that everyone exchanged shocked glances.

Meanwhile, Alex stood up slowly, raising his hand nervously.

"Hey... at least give me a second to explain myself..."

But Duke Arthur’s gaze locked onto Alex. His voice was like thunder.

"Did you summon this demon, boy?!"

Alex opened his mouth. "Yes, but I didn—"

He didn’t get to finish.

In a flash, Arthur was in front of him, sword drawn, aiming straight for Alex’s neck.

"Then there’s nothing to explain. You’ve committed a heinous crime—!"

The blade came within inches of Alex’s throat.

Alex’s eyes narrowed.

’You guys just don’t want to listen, huh? I don’t care anymore. Deadass... do whatever you want.’

Suddenly, a cold wind surged.

A corpse rose from the floor, slashing clean through Duke Arthur’s sword arm.

Blood sprayed into the air.

Arthur barely registered what happened before another undead emerged behind him—this one aiming directly for his heart.

Edward moved to intervene—

"Take another step, and countless will die in exchange for his life," Azrael said flatly, his tone more dangerous than any sword.

Edward stopped instantly.

The undead’s claw was inches from Arthur’s chest, ready to pierce his heart—

"Stop!" Alex’s voice rang out, sharp and commanding.

The undead froze.

Silence blanketed the room.

Arthur now stood face-to-face with Alex, their eyes locked.

His breath trembled.

His expression twisted in horror.

’If he had hesitated even a second... It would’ve been too late.’

Seeing the undead retreat, Alex finally allowed a slight smile to creep onto his face.

"Now Mr.Duke why dont you go back and stand beside them... just like before."

Arthur, still in a daze, said nothing. Sweat beaded his forehead as he stared at the severed stump where his hand used to be. He bent down silently, picked up his bloodied hand, and backed away slowly—standing beside Duke Reynard, his pride shattered and his body trembling.

The room remained tense, until—

Boom!

The doors blasted open once more, and a blur of silver and violet shot through like a bolt of lightning.

This time, it was Alyssa Vega.

She didn’t even glance at the others. Her eyes locked onto Alex, and without hesitation, she bolted toward him.

Azrael instinctively shifted to block—but one sharp glare from Alex stopped him cold.

Azrael froze mid-step.

Alex didn’t even speak—he just stared.

Understanding the silent command, Azrael stepped back and sat casually on the couch again, resting his head on his hand like he was watching a stage play.

Meanwhile, Alyssa wrapped Alex in a tight hug.

"My boy... are you alright?" she asked, her voice trembling.

Alex let out a long breath and gave her a small nod. ’She really does act like a mom sometimes...’

Then, as the hug broke, he looked toward Arthur and smirked.

"That golden-haired dude tried to kill me a minute ago."

Alyssa’s entire demeanor darkened.

Her head turned slowly toward Arthur.

"What did I tell you all before?" she said in a dangerously low voice. "No one lays a finger on him."

Arthur’s breath caught in his throat. He tried to speak—

But Edward stepped forward, interrupting.

"Mentor... you’re forgetting something. Look over there."

Alyssa turned.

Her eyes landed on Azrael.

And for the first time since arriving, her calm wavered. Her pupils shrank. Her instincts screamed danger. Without thinking, she stepped in front of Alex and shielded him with her arm.

Her tone was sharp and demanding.

"What the hell is going on here, Edward?! What is a demon doing here—one that powerful?!"

Edward sighed, rubbing the back of his neck.

"That’s what I’m still trying to figure out. But mentor... your disciple is the one who summoned him."

Alyssa inhaled sharply.

She turned to Alex, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Tell me he’s lying."

Alex didn’t respond. He looked away, his expression unreadable.

Alyssa’s mouth twitched as she let out a long, slow sigh. She didn’t press further.

Meanwhile, Azrael chuckled under his breath as he lounged on the couch.

’Let’s see, contractor... how you handle this little storm.’

But then—Alex’s voice rang out again, louder this time, calm but commanding.

"Listen carefully. I’ll say this once."

Everyone turned to him.

"I came here today to summon a spirit. It was supposed to be a standard ritual under the supervision of Professor Rick Colesan—my master in rune arts."

He paused. The pain in his eyes was evident.

"But someone manipulated him... using his dead daughter. They promised that a high ranking demon can bring her back... if he succeeded in summoning a high-ranking demon."

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