The Extra Wants To Live

Chapter 93: The Hunt [2]

"Are you close with Brother Adrian?" Nero stood where Adrian had been standing and asked Carl.

"I met him before I met you."

"So, are you close?"

"To what extent do I fall into the category of being close?"

"Okay, you're not close."

Nero said that and looked around with his arms crossed.

"What do you think about Brother Adrian?"

"He's the second older brother."

"And?"

"Umm… He's handsome. Well, yeah."

"Yes, very sharp analysis," Nero said playfully. But it wasn't really a joke.

Nero noticed that Carl was trying to ignore the mention of Adrian and made a very careful decision in a short moment, realizing that Carl was reluctant about Adrian.

"Honestly, it's because he's so handsome, right?"

It's hard to explain in words, but there's something uncomfortable about it.

"He was so handsome that it was shocking." There are some parts that make me uncomfortable.

Carl roughly agreed with Nero's words but was a little surprised on the inside.

Nero was quite keenly wary of Adrian's strangeness. Well, in the original work, Nero let his guard down and got hit without even being able to do anything...

"I appreciate the compliment, but the way you say it is a bit uncomfortable." Adrian approached with a smile and said so.

"Brother, did you hear? But you really are reasonably handsome."

Nero smiled, spoke cheerfully, and shook hands with Adrian.

As the two popular princes stood facing each other, everyone's attention was focused.

Carl, who was caught in the middle, had an immature expression on his face, as if he was enjoying the attention of people.

'Holy shit. I want everything to turn off because I want to be alone,' he thought.

"It looks like you two are very close. Well, Nero, you found the medicine to cure Carl's illness, right?"

"I wasn't really sure, but it happened."

"Even though you weren't sure, you went to that dangerous place for your brother. Isn't that truly amazing?"

"I went on some adventures along the way."

The conversation between Adrian and Nero seemed quite plausible on the surface.

However, Nero was very uncomfortable with this situation and wanted to avoid it.

Adrian seemed to have read Nero's expression and smiled awkwardly with a slightly awkward expression on his face.

"Sorry, I guess I interrupted you. I'll just go now. Both of you, take care of yourselves."

Adrian, who was so kind, perceptive, and even had a slightly sad atmosphere, stepped down. He didn't seem to have any intention, but he didn't miss a single thing he liked. So, it was difficult.

"Brother, why don't you go and talk to people too?"

"I'm tired of talking to people, brother."

"I am not a tool to bite people."

"Looking at the current situation, wouldn't it be right?"

An empty space was created only around Carl.

No one wanted to have anything to do with the 4th prince, who was stupid, sickly, shallow, and even immature.

Thanks to this, Nero was able to hide in Carl's shadow and rest, like someone who found shade in a sandy desert.

"Anyway, it doesn't feel that bad."

"Using your little brother as a tool? You are such a bad brother."

Carl grumbled at Nero's muttering, and Nero grinned at those words.

"Because he is receiving special treatment from his younger brother. No matter what, I'm not being mean to this older brother who saved my life."

Nero knew that Carl was acting by deceiving everyone.

And he also knew that Carl treated him fairly well. Was it because he knew the original? Or was it a judgment made after facing him?

"Look, your father is coming."

"... He is also your father."

Nero joked when he saw Azgoth approaching with a procession of people.

Carl also gave a small response.

The appearance of Azgoth seemed to put everything in order.

He focused his eyes and ears on only one person among them all.

Azgoth slowly looked around at his children's. Even though the sun had risen over there, when those eyes passed by, it felt like the heat of the sun was looking at him.

Azgoth stopped looking at Carl for a split second, and the only person who noticed it was Carl.

"Unfortunately, Aric couldn't meet the deadline."

Azgoth, wearing hunting clothes that revealed his strong body, opened his mouth.

The 1st Prince Aric had not yet returned.

Everyone thought that if Aric had participated in the hunt, his game would have been sacrificed to Duren, but it was a shame.

However, Carl knew that Aric' failure to return in time was Azgoth's plan.

To prevent too much power from being placed on Aric, Aric was deliberately prevented from participating.

In the original, both Adrian and Nero were passive, and Azgoth's prey was eventually sacrificed to Duren.

It was a short story that lasted just a few sentences. Azgoth slowly turned his head and stopped with Carl in front of him.

Carl felt a strong sense of anxiety for a moment. A chill ran down his spine, and his heart sank.

'This…!'

The moment Carl opened his eyes wide, Azgoth spoke with a statue-like face, moving only his lips.

"However, Carl, who was lying in a sick bed, got up and bravely protected the subjects of the empire, and now we can hunt together, so it seems that the future of the empire is bright without a shadow."

Carl smiled with an innocent face at those words.

'Azgoth! You crazy guy!'

Carl was astonished.

Azgoth knew that Carl was hiding and trying to gather strength. But how dare he suddenly try to impress upon everyone the existence of Carl! People's eyes briefly focused on Carl.

Azgoth engraved Carl in his own eyes, who looked so foolish even to his own eyes.

"Depart."

Azgoth did not bother Carl any further and rode straight on. Carl rode right behind Azgoth, following Adrian and Nero.

'What on earth are you thinking?'

Carl acted as if he was excited about driving a horse in front of everyone, but inside he was thinking to the point where his head was exploding.

Regardless, Azgoth silently drove his horse and left the imperial palace.

There was not a single ant baby on the main road of Himmeln.

Nothing could dare block the Emperor's path. People stood on the side of the road cordoned off by razor-sharp soldiers, bowed their heads, and glanced at the procession of the emperor and nobles.

When they spotted Carl, who looked strange as if he had been dragged in by mistake, they whispered softly.

The procession that went out through the wide-open castle gate headed towards a forest not far from Himmeln.

Azgoth galloped proudly on his horse, and the princes followed behind him.

It was a hunting ground thoroughly managed by the imperial family, so there were no dangerous monsters and it was impossible for unauthorized people to enter.

If you entered without permission, you would be sentenced to death unless there were special circumstances. This was because you coveted the imperial property.

"I hope you can catch some great hunts to offer to Duren."

Azgoth spoke calmly at the entrance to the hunting ground and entered the well-maintained forest suitable for driving horses.

The current situation was difficult for Carl.

Azgoth's pointless words caught people's attention, and even so, he had to continue acting to deceive everyone.

"Let's go!"

Carl rode his horse roughly in a different direction than Azgoth had gone.

Very urgently, as if his body was burning with greed. Catherine and Bilford ran after him, separated from the others.

But Carl never know when or where he might encounter one.

He should be careful.

The hunt had begun.