The Male Leads Were Stolen By The Extra [EN]: Chapter 11

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While Ian and MacRyan were sending a messenger hawk to announce their victory, Celonia turned around.

“I’ll go with you.”

“No, Leyeph. I’ll be right back.”

She dissuaded Leyeph, who was trying to follow her, and re-entered the spire.

Inside the silent Demon King’s castle.

It was hard to believe that a fierce battle had taken place just a few minutes ago.

The battle was over.

They struggled quite a bit against the Demon King, but in the end, they were victorious.

Now they could return home. Half a year of hardship had finally come to an end.

Celonia dragged her exhausted body forward, limping.

Her body was battered. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call her a walking corpse.

The same was true for Ian, Leyeph, and MacRyan, but Celonia’s healing magic had healed their wounds and restored their stamina.

However, she had used up all her energy healing them and hadn’t been able to take care of herself.

“So, here you are.”

Alone in the castle again, she found her dagger lying on the cold stone floor.

The blade was stained with thick, red blood, like the ruby on the hilt.

It was the sword that had cut through the Demon King’s chest.

She picked up the sword, which she almost left behind, and was about to turn around when suddenly, she felt a vibration in the floor, and the huge corpse of the Demon King began to tremble.

“How…?”

Startled by the unexpected situation, Celonia gripped her sword tightly.

She was terrified that he might be resurrected, but then the black scales covering the Demon King’s entire body turned to ash and scattered into the air.

The horns on his head and the darkness covering his face all turned to ash and scattered.

Where the huge body had disappeared, a man with black hair was lying.

Holding her startled heart, she cautiously approached.

At that moment, the man’s eyes, which had been closed, snapped open.

“Heok…”

With a short scream, Celonia fell backward.

The crimson eyes she met were burning like living flames.

Without time to admire, she stabbed his chest with the dagger she was holding with all her might.

A chilling sensation spread through her fingertips as it plunged in.

It was a confirmation kill.

His body, stabbed by the sword, didn’t move, confirming that he was truly dead this time. His eyelids simply closed slowly, like someone meeting their end.

A body that wasn’t breathing. Closed eyes.

“Haa…”

Having confirmed his death, Celonia sighed and clenched her trembling fingertips.

Then, without looking back, she left the castle.

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“Ugh!”

Celonia’s eyes snapped open.

“Haa, haa…”

Her chest rose and fell sharply due to her rough breathing.

Her heart was beating fast, like a runaway train.

Swallowing nervously, she blinked.

The blurry vision gradually cleared, and she saw a familiar ceiling.

It was her room.

“Haaa…”

A deep sense of relief brought a hot breath.

It was a dream.

Oh, how fortunate. She had a truly absurd dream. One she didn’t even want to think about.

Perhaps because she had been suffering from a terrible nightmare, she felt the sheets she was lying on were damp with sweat.

Even the cold sweat beaded on her forehead.

Celonia raised her stiff body and wiped the sweat with a towel placed on the table next to the bed.

But…

“Where did the dream begin?”

“Young lady! You’re awake! I’m so glad!”

Just then, Ella opened the door and rushed to the bed after discovering she was awake.

“Ella.”

“How are you feeling? Are you okay? What about your back? Does it hurt?”

“My back?”

While being bombarded with Ella’s questions, Celonia slowly raised her upper body.

What was going on?

“Oh, you need to get up carefully. It hasn’t been long since you were treated.”

Ella hurriedly supported her from behind, helping her up.

“Treated?”

“Don’t you remember? There was an accident.”

An accident, could it be…

“On my way home from the cafe?”

“Whew! You remember. That’s a relief!”

At that moment, Celonia felt something was wrong and threw off the blanket covering her body.

Her two white legs were fine.

However, her waist was supported by a splint for a cast.

It was the area where she had felt a tingling pain in her dream.

“They said you had a slight fracture in your ribs. The Duke called a healer to treat you and then left.”

A fracture in her ribs?

“Ella, how long has it been since I came home?”

“It’s been about two hours. Young lady, can you move? A guest has been waiting with the Duke since earlier.”

“A guest?”

Her bewildered blue eyes looked up at Ella.

What was this uneasy feeling?

“Yes. The savior who rescued us and the young lady!”

Ella answered with a bright smile.

In contrast, Celonia’s face stiffened as if it had hardened.

The fingertips that were revealed between her sleeves trembled.

‘Could it be…?’

Celonia, who had jumped up, ran out of the room.

“Ah, young lady!”

She didn’t stop at Ella’s urgent voice from behind.

There was only one destination.

She had already thrown away the obstructive splint.

The white skirt of her pajamas fluttered, and her disheveled hair flew back.

She ran down the stairs so fast that her bare feet couldn’t even be seen, and burst into the drawing room.

“Father!”

“Oh! Celonia. Are you feeling alri…”

Galloway, who was sitting on the sofa, was startled by his daughter’s appearance and widened his eyes.

No matter how urgent it was, it was impolite to be in pajamas in front of a guest.

“Haha. She must have come out as soon as she woke up. My daughter must be very grateful. I hope you understand.”

Galloway defended his daughter’s rude behavior and gave a good-natured smile.

“I, I…”

“Celonia, come and say hello.”

Galloway gestured to Celonia, who was stuttering, unable to speak properly due to surprise.

Inside the spacious drawing room.

A man with a huge build was sitting on the long, blue velvet sofa next to the Duke, who was seated at the head of the table.

He was lounging on the sofa as if it were his own living room, with his long legs crossed.

The man’s black hair sparkled like obsidian, and his blood-red eyes were burning like flames.

Exactly as she had seen in her dream.

“We meet again.”

He stared intently at the stiff Celonia and grinned.

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After Galloway excused himself to attend to some work, Celonia and the man were left alone in the drawing room.

The man was sitting on the sofa, wearing the same black cloak as when she first saw him, staring intently at her.

“Heo…”

However, Celonia’s escaped mind had not yet returned.

She thought everything was a dream, but it was reality.

The moment she saw the face of this man, whom people called the Beast of the Night, up close, she realized.

He was the Demon King she had stabbed.

His true form, revealed after death, was this face. And she was the only one who had seen it.

‘No, but why?’

He was dead.

As if to prove his death, the rift had disappeared, and the rampaging monsters had also calmed down.

When the Demon King was resurrected after 100 years, the monsters that had been dormant awakened and began to rampage.

The rift in the Monster Forest, which had appeared with the Demon King’s appearance, was connected to a village in the far north, and the monsters devastated the village and came down, down, down.

Soldiers were dispatched to suppress them.

While the saviors were working hard to defeat the Demon King inside, the soldiers were engaged in fierce battles with the monsters outside.

Six months.

After a long battle, the Demon King died, and the rift disappeared.

The monsters, having lost their ruler, lost their power again and entered a dormant period, not emerging from the Monster Forest.

That state was still being maintained.

‘It’s a lie. This is a lie.’

Celonia covered her head with a bewildered expression. She just wanted to ignore the unbelievable reality.

That the one called the Beast of the Night was the Demon King. How could that make any sense?

“How long are you going to stay like that?”

While she was lost in all sorts of thoughts, a very bored voice pierced her ears.