Chapter overview: Chapter 174 from The Extra Who Shouldn't Exist
In this standout chapter of the Romance novel The Extra Who Shouldn't Exist, survivalArtist001 introduces new challenges, powerful emotions, and major plot progress that captivate readers from beginning to end.
Three more days passed.
The capital of Avaloria — Imperius City — after the disaster it had endured, had begun to recover slowly but steadily under the direct orders of King Edward.
Houses were being rebuilt, government facilities restored, and the once-broken streets reinforced even stronger than before.
The central government, directly under the royal family’s command, bore the brunt of responsibility for this restoration.
Meanwhile, far to the north in the territory ruled by the Crestvales, their grand estate in Gandiore stood tall.
The Crestvale Manor, second only to the royal palace itself, was now under stricter security than ever in light of the recent incidents.
Inside one of its many chambers, a young silver-haired figure lay upon a grand bed.
Dozens of intricate medical devices surrounded him, some humming softly, others beeping steadily in rhythm with his vitals.
Mana-infused tubes and crystalline monitors pulsed faintly as they tracked his condition.
A physician in formal robes was bent over him, adjusting the mana-flow regulator attached to his chest.
The boy’s face was pale, yet even in his fragile state, there was a faint aura around him that felt unnatural for someone his age.
Suddenly, the door creaked open.
A man with neatly combed brown hair stepped inside, his very presence commanding the respect of every servant within the manor.
Beside him walked a graceful woman with flowing white hair and striking violet eyes.
Reynard von Crestvale — Duke of the Northern Territory, guardian of its borders, and Head of the Crestvale Family.
Serena von Crestvale — Duchess of the North and sister of the current king.
The doctor immediately stood up, his face paling as he bowed deeply.
"Y-Your Grace, My Lady..."
Serena’s gaze lingered on the boy in the bed for a moment before she turned to the physician.
"How is his condition?"
The doctor cleared his throat nervously.
"My Lady, he is stable... in fact, better than stable. His injuries are recovering far too quickly.
If anyone else had sustained wounds like these, they would have perished on the spot. To be honest, I must ask... is this boy truly sixteen years old? Just who is he?"
At that, Serena’s eyes narrowed, her voice sharp as ice.
"You are asking an awful lot of questions, doctor."
Cold sweat immediately poured down the physician’s forehead. He bowed even lower, trembling.
"M-My apologies, My Lady! I spoke out of turn!"
Serena waved her hand dismissively.
"You may take your leave for now."
The doctor nodded frantically, nearly tripping over himself as he gathered his belongings and hurried out of the room, pale and flustered.
For a moment, silence lingered. Then Reynard, standing tall beside his wife, finally spoke. His voice was deep, contemplative.
"Tell me, Reyna. Is this boy really the one who saved our son... and all the others, including Ethan?"
Serena turned her head slightly, her expression calm yet firm.
"What do you think? Do you believe I would lie to you?"
Reynard exhaled slowly, crossing his arms.
"I didn’t mean that. It’s just... hard to believe.
A boy, barely sixteen, fighting against an entire battalion of Expert-rank enemies — including two Masters and even a Grandmaster — and still surviving? Just who the hell is this kid?"
His eyes softened slightly as they fell on the unconscious youth.
"According to the intelligence we gathered, he comes from no noteworthy lineage.
His parents are unknown, as if they never existed. His only family... is his sister. And from what I’ve heard, even she lies on the verge of death."
Serena’s expression grew heavier. She sighed, her tone serious.
"Yes... we’ve tried everything. But nothing seems to be working on her. Her condition worsens with each passing day.
Alden and his friends call every day, asking about her... and lying to them is becoming harder and harder."
Reynard was silent for a long moment. His gaze hardened as he stared at the boy on the bed.
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