Not-So an Extra
Suddenly being thrown into the novel's world and possessing a pretty much fucked up character made him have no choice but to continue his life as a new identity. And just like any sane person who transmigrated into a book, of course, he would destroy every red flag that stood in his way. Yet, unbeknownst to him, every single thing he did was just wrecking the storyline more and even more; to the point that the plot had become utterly screwed, thanks to him. ===== A/N: This novel is heavily inspired by many famous video games.
Ch. 190: Monsters Hunt [1]
Footsteps echoed through the arched corridors as Adrian, Nathaniel, and Fredinand made their way to the courtyard, each clad in lightweight armor.
However, Fredinand stood out with a black mask adorning his face. Today, he assumed the role of Adrian's Escort Knight rather than his usual position as head butler.
When a distant buzzing pierced their ears, they glanced downward, and the lively scene of the courtyard unfolded before them.
Donning suits of gleaming armor, the knights moved with purpose while Squires hurried to and fro, carrying polished swords and shields. Blacksmiths toiled at their forges, tending to each piece of equipment to guarantee it was fit for battle.
Nearby, horses stood patiently while their riders groomed and saddled them, ensuring every strap and buckle was secure for the upcoming monster hunt. Amidst the orchestrated chaos, Mathias barked orders, his commands slicing through the serene morning air as he organized the troops.