The Extra Who Shouldn't Exist novel Chapter 315

Chapter 315: Chapter 315 : Plead for help (1)

As all of this unfolded in Avaloria, the monarchs of the other nations were still seated around the obsidian table, deep in discussion—refining the joint strategy Alex had laid out to support one another’s fronts.

Thalion’s gaze shifted toward Alex. "Alex," he said, "the Elven Empire needs the cure for Abyssal Corruption."

He folded his hands. "The dark elves attacking our northern front are using forbidden dark arts that inflict abyssal corruption. We suspect the Cult of the Abyss is aiding them. The corruption is becoming a real problem for us."

Damon nodded. "Same problem on our side."

One after another, the other rulers spoke.

"Same here."

"Our forces are suffering from it as well."

Selvic grunted. "I tried to replicate that antidote using the most advanced technology in the dwarven empire. No success so far."

Evelyn stepped forward slightly. "We know. And I am ready to supply—but the price will be three times—"

"The price will be five times the usual rate from before," Alex cut in smoothly.

Evelyn blinked, surprised, turning her head toward him.

Around the table, several jaws dropped.

Sylphoria raised an eyebrow. "Isn’t that daylight robbery, Alex?"

Alex met her gaze without flinching. "So what if it is? My nation’s economy is on the brink of collapse. Right now is the time for you all to support it... since you failed to do so before."

The room went quiet.

Thalion was the first to break the silence. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Alright. I agree. I’ll pay five times the usual amount."

One by one, the others followed.

"So will I."

"Fine."

"If that’s the price, then so be it."

Only Cian spoke with a different tone. "Don’t forget our deal from before, Alex. We agreed that you’d supply the cure to us for free, in exchange for me returning those shares to you."

Alex nodded. "Don’t worry. I’ll keep my promise. It’s just... there’s a little problem."

Cian’s eyes narrowed. "And what might that be?"

"The trade route we established before isn’t safe anymore," Alex said. "So, for the risk we’re taking, you’ll at least pay us three times the usual price. Isn’t that fair?"

A vein popped on Cian’s forehead. His mouth twitched. "You scamming bastard. We made a deal, remember?"

"That’s the thing," Alex replied calmly. "You made that deal in front of Edward Evans Avaloria. The previous king. He’s dead now. You made the promise to him, to force *me* to keep it. Remember, I didn’t sign any mana contract for that deal."

Cian’s face turned red with anger. He stood up sharply. "You little—"

Saintess Liana placed a gentle hand on his shoulder and whispered something in his ear.

Cian clenched his jaw, then slowly sat down again. "Fine," he said through gritted teeth. "I’ll pay you three times. But this time, I want a written mana contract."

Alex smiled.

He reached into his coat and pulled out a stack of documents. "Already prepared," he said, passing one to each monarch.

As they scanned the contracts, several of them froze.

Then Damon suddenly burst into laughter. Selvic followed with a low chuckle.

Damon glanced at Alex. "You already had these contracts prepared. That means you *knew* we’d agree to sign them, didn’t you?"

Selvic shook his head. "The kid is starting to scare me."

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