The Male Leads Were Stolen By The Extra [EN]: Chapter 14

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The next day.

“Lady! Are you alright?”

Ella, who had entered the room to tidy the bed, rushed over in shock.

“Lady? Lady!”

Celonia, who was sitting against the headboard, slowly turned her head.

“I’m fine…….”

A listless reply escaped from her hollow face, which showed she hadn’t slept a wink.

“Are you ill? Shall I call the doctor?”

“No. I’m just tired. Just tired.”

Celonia rose slowly from her seat with a haggard face, like someone who had lost her soul.

“Ah, Lady…….”

Ella watched Celonia drag her limp body towards the bathroom, feeling anxious.

Celonia entered the bathroom and immediately splashed cold water on her face several times.

“Phew.”

She felt a little more awake now.

Looking up at the mirror, she saw that her face was definitely more haggard than the day before.

She wiped away the droplets of water that trickled down her skin and gathered on her chin.

After staring at her face in the mirror for a long time, she opened her tightly closed lips.

“What do they want me to do?”

She had never seen anything like this in the original story.

In the first place, the Demon King being alive and the male leads leaving were different from the original story.

Something was wrong. Terribly wrong.

She had considered going to the male leads and talking to them, but she didn’t feel like it.

Reyeaf, who had become stern and angry when she said a word to Grace.

MacRian, who watched from afar to see if she was harming Grace.

What could she talk about with them?

Ian was out of the question.

“Every one of them…….”

Moreover, even if she wanted to speak, she wondered if words would come out.

Her mouth might be forcibly closed again, preventing her from speaking.

If she couldn’t talk, they wouldn’t recognize the Demon King. She was the only one who had seen the Demon King’s true form.

Still, she had to try. After all, they were also saviors.

It was too unfair to bear this huge burden alone.

For some reason, the Demon King was alive with amnesia.

So, before he regained his memory and caused harm, she had to kick him out of the mansion quickly.

In addition, she had to find out why this situation had occurred.

* * *

“Find out right now who wrote this article.”

“Yes, I understand.”

The aide, who had received Ian’s order, hurriedly left the room.

“Ha.”

He swept back his hair roughly and frowned.

Newspapers were scattered on the desk in the office.

The articles were all ridiculous.

[Duke Ian Cherbil’s new woman, Grace Bennett. Is this romance or adultery?]

[Ian Cherbil, a man full of sins. The true face of the savior.]

[Can an immoral savior really be called a savior?]

[Celonia Vesin, the heroine of a tragic love story. What will her next move be?]

The articles that had been pouring out since the announcement of his engagement to Grace were all negative.

If he hadn’t taken care of even one of them in advance, he wouldn’t have had the face to face Grace.

But that wasn’t why he was so angry.

To question his qualifications after he had killed the Demon King.

“How dare they.”

He stared at the phrase ‘Can he be called a savior?’ for a long time before scoffing at the article next to it.

“Tragic. How ridiculous.”

Did the word ‘tragic’ suit her?

Ian recalled the headstrong Celonia he had encountered in Roblanc.

The way she had stubbornly argued back at him.

He was so flustered by her appearance, which he had never seen before, that he couldn’t even speak properly.

It was such an embarrassment. He had been pushed back by Celonia in front of Grace.

Ian clenched his fist at the thought of the shame.

“Your Grace, a letter has arrived from Lady Celonia.”

“Bring it.”

It was probably a request for alimony.

He took the letter from the servant who had entered the room.

He wondered how much the great Vesin princess would demand, even making him write a pledge.

He sneered and tore open the envelope to unfold the letter.

But the sneer disappeared in a few seconds.

The alimony written in the letter was absurd.

“Prepare a carriage immediately. Immediately!”

He shouted with a flushed face.

* * *

Celonia was sitting in her private study.

First, she wrote letters to Abel, Roana, and Pellein, whom she had met at the café, saying that the tea time at the Duke’s mansion would be postponed for the time being.

She couldn’t invite them to her house because of the uninvited guest.

Instead, she added that she would like them to attend the congratulatory party that the Imperial Palace would soon be hosting for her.

After finishing the letters to the three of them, Celonia took out a new piece of paper and boldly wrote a name at the top.

The name Reyeaf Hechell was completed as the pen followed.

She couldn’t bear this reality alone, so she was going to tell Reyeaf, who was the most mature and reliable of the male leads.

However, Celonia couldn’t write anything other than Reyeaf’s name.

As with yesterday, she couldn’t write the words ‘Demon King’.

“Damn it…….”

Celonia, who had been struggling to move the pen even by force, dropped the pen she was holding.

It was impossible.

She didn’t know why this was happening, but there was no way to find out.

In the end, she leaned back against the backrest with a resigned expression.

“Damn.”

A curse word came out of her beautiful lips.

She was suffering from a headache, but the Demon King had the luxury of leaving the mansion early in the morning.

Ella told her that he had left without saying where he was going.

It would be nice if he never came back, but he would probably come back when he was done with his business.

She had to continue living with such a dangerous man, not knowing where he was going or what he was doing.

This wouldn’t do.

“Lady, Mr. Gillian has arrived.”

“Come in.”

Celonia got up to greet Gillian.

She had asked her father in the morning to summon Gillian, the vice-guild leader of Finest, who had brought her Grace’s information last time.

“I greet the Lady.”

“Thank you for coming. Please, sit down.”

She invited him to sit down and took a seat on the most honorable single sofa in the center of the study, around the table.

The servants placed the pot and teacups filled with the prepared tea on the table and quickly left the room.

“Gillian, do you know about the Beast of the Night?”

“I know. I also know that he is the Lady’s benefactor and is currently staying at the Duke’s mansion.”

“Can you find out about him?”

If she investigated his existence, she might get a clue as to why this was happening.

“Yes, I understand.”

“Also, please share with me any strange phenomena or incidents in the Empire, no matter how small.”

“Yes. Is there anything else you would like me to do?”

Celonia hesitated for a moment at Gillian’s question before opening her mouth.

“Grace Bennett. Please keep an eye on that woman too. If there’s anything strange, let me know right away.”

As of now, when she couldn’t even grasp the situation, the best thing to do was to find out about the Demon King and Grace.

Everything had been flowing in an unexpected direction since that woman, who had popped out of nowhere, had intervened.

It wasn’t that she suspected the male leads’ change of heart.

She just wanted to get even a small clue.

“I will put someone on it immediately.”

Gillian, who had subtly narrowed his eyes at the name of Grace that came out of Celonia’s mouth, answered with a blank expression as if he had never done so.

The two were about to finish their meeting and get up from their seats.

“Young lady! Where is the Vesin young lady!”

“You can’t do this!”

The outside was very noisy.

The servants seemed to be trying to stop the man who was looking for her.

He was angry, and his angry voice echoed loudly in the hallway.

“Please wait outside until permission is granted!”

“How dare you block me?!”

He was acting like a madman, perhaps knowing that her father was absent.

“Ha…….”

Celonia, who recognized the voice, frowned and got up from her seat.

“Shall I take care of him?”

Gillian grabbed the sword he was wearing on his hip with his usual expressionless face.

“Yes? No.”

Celonia, flustered, stopped him. Perhaps because he was her father’s man, he didn’t hesitate to grab his sword.

“It’s okay, you can go now.”

“I understand.”

Gillian, who bowed deeply, walked towards the door, and Ian, who was causing a scene against the knights in the hallway, turned his head.

“Ah, there you are.”

Ian, who found her sitting on the sofa beyond the door, quickly came inside.