The Extra's Return

In a luxurious room, where there were vases of beautiful flowers, curtains with aesthetic shades, and chandeliers with a pearly luster, someone was lying on the bed.

The bed on which that person had been sleeping was also not just any ordinary bed. The mattress and pillow were made of very expensive wool, making them very soft to sleep on. Meanwhile, the fabric that covered the mattress was made of expensive silk.

Even though the skin-stinging sunlight had already entered the room, the person was still casually sleeping on the mattress. His mouth was open as he slept. Saliva dripped out of his mouth until it fell onto his bed.

That foolish-looking person was Young Master Yary Stronghold, the only son of Marquis Stronghold.

He slept stretched out his body that had an average height of a young person. His body proportion was also average, neither too thin nor too fat. He had a brown color on his head. And his skin was white because he was rarely exposed to the sun, a natural thing considering he was a noble child.

All the characteristics of his body could be said to be unremarkable.

Seeing that he was only 17 years old, which was just entering adulthood by the standards of the Averus continent, sleeping for a long time on a soft mattress was normal.

However, there was something that made him different from the noble children at his age.

Noble children of his age would naturally have fun with their newly acquired powers from the maturity ceremony. They would tend to fire their powers as freely as possible, however, his fun lay elsewhere.

All around him were many women. They were sprawled everywhere. Not only were they lying on the bed, but there were also some lying on the floor.

Something that made the animals astonished was that all the women were completely naked.

From just looking at the scene in Yary's bedroom, one would assume that he had just had some fun with the ladies. But you'd be wrong to think so.

In between his legs, there was one woman who was already awake.

She was kneeling before Yary's supine body.

Twitch!

"Wow. This is real. Why isn't it waking up?"

The voice of the woman reached Yary's ears and finally woke him up.

He opened his eyes.

He was sure that the voice belonged to the woman he had just played with last night. When he heard her wake him up, of course, he would obey her.

Rubbing his eyes, he opened them wide. He stretched his arms for a while as he said, "Ugh! Is it noon already!"

"Yes. Why not wake up?"

"Okay, okay. I'll get up."

"Ah, it's not you I've been talking about. But what I mean is this little-"

Oops!

The lady accidentally spoke truthfully.

He had a moment of confusion, but he soon understood what she meant when he saw that she was playing with the small bird between his legs.

The woman was not speaking to him, but rather to the small object between his legs.

The woman seemed to wonder why the little bird wouldn't wake up even though she had moved it around.

The moment Yary understood what was happening, the fuse of anger in his mind was successfully ignited. As a result, the anger in his heart exploded violently.

"How dare you! Bitch!"

He lifted his upper body and instantly grabbed the woman's hair.

"Ouch!"

"You must be the new woman here. How dare you say that!"

Slap!

He slapped the woman hard.

The woman's body flew to the bedroom floor.

Immediately, the other women woke up and came to the aid of the thrown woman. They also whispered to warn her that saying something about Young Master Yary's impotence was taboo.

"Ah. No wonder he didn't do that all night."

With an innocent face, the woman said a very cruel reality.

Upon hearing that, Yary became even angrier. He advanced, strangled the woman, and was about to kill her.

Luckily for the woman, the door to the room suddenly opened and saved her.

Reluctantly, Yary stopped strangling the new woman.

"Hey, who came to interrupt? How dare you!"

It turned out that it was an old man wearing butler's clothes. It wasn't just the clothes he wore, he was a real butler. The mustang mustache under the old man's nose was his trademark.

If you look carefully, he was the old butler that Mesties saw at the Adventurer's Association headquarters.

"Sorry to disturb your pleasure, Young Master."

The tone of the old butler sounded like a harbinger of bad news.

Seeing the serious expression on the old butler's face, Yary realized that he couldn't keep getting angry like a crazy person.

"Oh, Winston. What's wrong?"

Yary stood up and faced the old butler named Winston more seriously.

After receiving a serious response from the person he was serving, Winston sent the women away.

And then, Winston dressed Yary in pajamas to cover up the ugly little bird who was notorious for not wanting to get up.

While putting on the pajamas, Winston said, "Do you remember the slave trader named Pavlova who we told to execute on our plan?"

"Of course! He had just failed in his task of kidnapping the children at the orphanage. Even though the mission was planned very carefully, he still failed. What a fool."

Yary was indeed the one who had the plan to kidnap the children at the orphanage.

The plan to kidnap the children had been in the works for a long time and had been carried out slowly until finally the plan was carried out.

This was done so that he could get the woman he had been aiming for, Jeanne.

The plan had been made very carefully.

First, he told Pavlova to give money to the nanny who took care of the children. This was done to make the nanny drunk with money.

The plan worked. It was not difficult for Pavlova, as a veteran slave trader, to do so.

Once hooked on money, the nanny could easily be ensnared in high-interest debt.

After that, all that was left was to execute the final step. That was making the children the ransom for the nanny's debt. Making the children the ransom could be said that the nanny was sacrificing the children.

It was according to Yary's wishes and plans.

If the children had been kidnapped, Jeanne would have automatically gotten involved.

Yary had memorized Jeanne's nature.

Jeanne would most likely be willing to sacrifice herself if given the choice of whether or not to give up her body as a ransom for the children's freedom.

With that, his wish would be fulfilled after all this time, which was to get the woman who had the nickname as the Impenetrable tank.

That's how it should be....

However, Pavlova was defeated by Jeanne and failed to kidnap the children.

"Since there was no time left, we forced him to kidnap the children even though Jeanne wasn't on the mission, damn it!"

It would have been perfect if the plan had been carried out while Jeanne was out of town. It was just that the plan had to be done sooner rather than later.

Fortunately, Pavlova had been given a detection magic item, so his whereabouts could be found quickly.

"Didn't we send a magician named Duster as reinforcements? What else could happen? I was sure Duster could defeat Jeanne."

Yary snorted.

Then he sat down on a chair and drank a glass of wine that was already available on the table.

"Since I couldn't get him by gentle means, I had to get him by force."

Yary gritted his teeth, then he muttered softly, "That way, I can show him off to that bastard Gyas."

"...young master!"

"What's wrong?"

He wanted to say that he had brought Pavlova. It was just that the slave trader named Pavlova was hidden in a corner of the room, thus making Yary unaware of his existence.

"That..." Winston pointed in the direction Pavlova was.

Only after he told Yary did Yary realize Pavlova's existence.

Pavlova then came in front of Yary with a body full of cold sweat. His legs became limp as if they had turned into jelly.

It turned out that not only did he come with nothing, but he also brought a souvenir. The object he was carrying was wrapped tightly in cloth.

Tuk!

"Eh!"

However, due to the nervousness he felt, he fell over instead. As a result, the item he was carrying slipped out of the bundle of cloth and fell rolling down.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a human head.

Fresh blood had been dripping down from the cut on the head's neck.

Although the face of the severed head was destroyed, the eyes of the severed head were glaring, depicting how much he suffered at the time of his death.

Upon seeing the chunk of head on the floor, Yary immediately spits out the wine in his mouth.

"Kough!!!"

Not stopping there, he also quickly squatted down and vomited the contents of his stomach. All the food he had eaten last night just came out.

"Blerrggh!"

"Are you alright, Young Master?"

Quickly, Winston held the back of Yary's head.

It was only natural for him to vomit because it was something so disgusting.

After vomiting, Yary cleaned his mouth and shouted, "A-are you crazy? How could you bring such a horrible thing here?"

"B-But... young master. That was the head of the magician who came to help me."

"What nonsense is that?"

Yary did not believe it at first, but then he became convinced after looking at the face of the severed head more closely. There was no mistaking that the severed head was Duster's head.