The Extra Who Shouldn't Exist novel Chapter 257

Chapter 257: Chapter 257 : I don’t knee before anyone (1)

The grand marble courtyard before the main entrance of the Royal Palace of Avaloria gleamed under the afternoon sun.

Two figures stood at the heart of the great staircase — Reynard von Crestvale, the Duke of the northern territories, and Serena von Crestvale, the Duchess.

The glittering banners of gold and azure fluttered in the wind, carrying the emblem of the empire high above them.

Reynard’s arms were crossed, his expression visibly strained as his sharp eyes scanned the empty road leading from the city gates. His jaw flexed in irritation.

Serena, standing beside him in her pristine white and silver gown, finally broke the silence. "Are they still not here?" she asked, glancing sideways at her husband.

Reynard let out a grunt, nodding. "It’s always a pain in the ass to deal with them."

’Tch... holy empire scum, always testing my patience,’ he thought, his brow furrowing deeper.

Serena sighed. "Well, we don’t have a choice," she said, her tone pragmatic. "The divine potions they supply mend wounds even our best healers can’t touch. Their priests remain invaluable.

Each regiment stationed at the southern front now has at least one Holy Cleric. They’re not just healers—they sustain our soldiers for months. Wounds close within hours, and infections never take hold."

Reynard turned to her, his irritation barely masked. "You do know they charge an astronomical amount for that, right? And they say it’s all in the name of their goddess to help those in need..." He scoffed. "When they’re busy filling their own asses with gold."

Serena smiled faintly, her gaze softening. "I know where you’re coming from. But it’s for the benefit of our nation. We have to be a little extra nice with them."

Reynard clicked his tongue, clearly unimpressed. "Okay, but don’t expect me to kiss their ass."

"I won’t," Serena replied with a gentle chuckle.

Reynard’s eyes flickered to her with a knowing look. "I know you’re worried about the kid."

Serena sighed. "Of course, I am. If something happened to him, your stubborn daughter would declare war on the Holy Empire alone."

Reynard burst into laughter, his deep voice echoing in the hall. "Well, she takes after me, after all."

Serena smiled warmly. "I take it you approve of Alex now?"

Reynard paused, his expression softening slightly. "To be honest, I’m still reluctant... we know next to nothing about him. But he’s proven trustworthy more than once. And something tells me it’s futile to come between him and Alicia. Neither of them would listen to me anyway."

Serena’s eyes gleamed. "You’re going to help protect him, right?"

"I’m not heartless," Reynard said firmly. "Besides, he’s our nation’s greatest talent. I won’t let him die in vain—especially not because of those corrupt bastards from the Holy Nation."

Serena smiled beautifully. "That’s why I love you."

Reynard’s face flushed red as he turned away, clearing his throat. "Hmph... sentimental woman."

Before either could speak again, the sound of engines filled the courtyard. Dozens of hover cars approached from the skyway, each one bearing the golden insignia of the Holy Empire. One by one, the vehicles touched down before the palace gates, forming a semicircle.

At the center stood a single, extravagant car far grander than the rest—decorated with intricate silver-plated wings and the crest of the Goddess of Light.

Serena’s eyes narrowed. "They’re here," she murmured.

As the cars hissed to a halt, their doors opened simultaneously — all except the lavish one in the center. From each of the other vehicles, knights clad in black and gold armor stepped out in formation. The air grew heavy.

The ground itself seemed to tremble beneath their presence as wave after wave of sacred energy spilled across the courtyard.

Serena’s eyes widened. "Aren’t those the Black and Golden Knights? The Holy Empire’s strongest force? Every single one of them is at least Transcendent rank. The power radiating from them is... frightening."

Reynard’s expression darkened. "You’re right."

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