The Male Leads Were Stolen By The Extra [EN]: Chapter 66

Ella was running towards the Angel Fountain in the center of Montera Street.

That was the usual starting point for the Imperial Knights’ patrol when they were watching over Montera Street.

Sure enough, a man in the uniform of the Imperial Knights was visible in the distance.

“T-This is terrible!”

Ella shouted with an urgent expression and a loud voice.

Montera Street was dark, with everyone gone home. Ella’s voice echoed loudly.

The two knights standing in front of the fountain heard Ella’s voice and approached the north entrance.

“What’s going on?”

“Haa, haa. I think a thief broke into Florence’s store at the far end of the magic district!”

Ella said to the knights with a very urgent face, catching her breath. Just as the young lady ordered.

“Let’s go.”

Hearing Ella’s words, the knights hurriedly ran down the north street.

Ella followed, pleading with the knights to catch the thief, then slipped into a side street.

A little later.

The knights arrived in front of a store with a sign that read Florence.

The lights were off in all the other stores, but this store was brightly lit.

“Is this the place?”

The knight turned around and asked where Ella was.

“What? Where did she go?”

However, Ella, who had been fussing and begging them to catch the thief, had disappeared without a trace.

“Let’s go in first.”

They wondered if it was a false alarm, but since they had come all the way here and it was strange that the store was lit up, the knights grabbed their swords and carefully turned the doorknob of the store.

Creak.

The door opened with a soft turn of the knob and an old sound.

The knights swallowed hard and carefully entered the store, keeping as low as possible.

“What on earth…….”

Soon, the Imperial Knights were speechless in surprise. The scene inside the store was not what they had expected.

A man lying in the middle of the store, tied hand and foot to a chair.

Something on the counter was floating in the air, replaying a scene over and over again.

“Can’t you hear me? I’m asking why you set fire to the Wicklander store and killed Wicklander.”

“Because that old man saw my face. So, it’s only natural to get rid of him, isn’t it?”

The man in the scene was admitting to setting fire to the Wicklander store, which had been determined to be a simple accident, and killing Wicklander.

And he was the man lying in front of them now.

Even matches and a bottle smelling of oil were placed on the fallen man’s thigh.

The knights rushed to the counter and grabbed what was playing the scene.

“A video orb.”

It was a video orb, a magic tool that could record and store situations.

* * *

In the carriage returning to the Duke’s residence after handling the work neatly.

“I really didn’t see him that way.”

Ella was furious that Gillian was the arsonist.

“I guess this is why they say you shouldn’t trust people carelessly. The Fineste Deputy Guild Master of all people…….”

Ella shuddered as if she was disgusted.

Celonia felt the same way. How could he be so brazen? His face was thicker than an iron plate.

“Thank you so much today. I’ll grant you any request you have. Except for threatening to tell me who you are.”

“That’s right! You were so cool!”

When Celonia thanked Tan, Ella nodded in agreement.

To be honest, it would have been terrible if it hadn’t been for Tan.

‘To think he would throw a dagger at me, a princess,’ she thought. ‘If he hadn’t stopped it, I probably would have had a dagger stuck in my shoulder.’

She felt sorry for always receiving help.

“Anything?”

“If it’s something realistically possible.”

Celonia nodded at Tan’s question.

If he needed a house when he left the Duke’s residence in a few days, she could provide him with a small one.

“Okay. I’ll keep that in mind.”

Tan smiled at Celonia.

He wondered what kind of request he would make that she would readily agree to grant him whatever he wanted.

He had many things he wanted from her right now, but he was going to think about it as much as possible and save it for later.

‘Should I have said that?’

Celonia felt like something was wrong at that moment because of his smile.

However, she didn’t correct herself because it seemed out of character to take back what she had said.

In the carriage speeding towards the mansion through the darkness, Celonia inadvertently looked down and saw Tan’s hand.

A large, red hand placed on the seat across from her.

Red hand?

“Tan, your hand is bleeding!”

Celonia exclaimed in shock.

The seat was covered in blood. Blood was dripping from his hand.

That hand was the one that had held the dagger Gillian had thrown.

“Were you cut? Why?”

“I don’t know.”

He muttered, staring blankly at his hand as if he didn’t know either.

He only realized he was hurt now. In his haste, his body had moved first, and he hadn’t even thought about using his strength.

“Let me see.”

Even getting cut by a dagger while helping her.

Feeling grateful and sorry, Celonia grabbed his bleeding hand and pulled it over.

Tan flinched at Celonia’s sudden touch. His heart started pounding again.

“Doesn’t it hurt?”

Celonia frowned involuntarily.

A deep cut on the palm of his hand was revealed.

The diagonal wound was split in two and pouring out blood. It looked painful just to look at.

Tan looked down at Celonia, who was gently holding his hand.

He could see her long eyelashes, filled with concern, fluttering above her troubled eyes.

‘I’m the one who’s hurt, but why is she making that expression?’ he wondered. ‘As if she’s in more pain than I am. As if she’s worried about me.’

“Are you worried?”

“Of course, I’m worried! You got hurt because of me. Of course, you won’t die from this much, but still…”

Celonia retorted bluntly, as if to say, ‘is that even a question?’

At that answer, the corners of Tan’s lips, which had been tightly closed in a straight line, turned upwards. He couldn’t help but smile because her answer was so pleasing.

He felt like it would be okay to have his legs or arms cut a few more times.

However, Tan never showed it.

The wound didn’t hurt, but he knew that if he pretended to be in pain, she would look at him longer.

He liked that. The fact that she was worried about him.

Because at those times, only he was reflected in her blue eyes.

How could he not like her when she was like this? She always grumbled, but she couldn’t just ignore even a small wound like this.

He felt that his heart was growing uncontrollably.

“Oh, what should we do……? We don’t have any hemostatic agents [blood-clotting medicine].”

Ella, who had been looking at the wound with her, also spoke with a worried voice.

Celonia was examining his wound from every angle. Looking at the wound, it was clear that the cut was quite serious, and blood would continue to leak out if hemostasis was not performed.

She didn’t hesitate.

It was just a simple cut, and he had been injured today trying to help her.

“Stay still.”

She immediately placed her hand on the palm of his injured hand.

Focusing and channeling her power, the white light flowing from her palm reached his palm.

Tan’s gaze was fixed on the scene. The white light, like a flash, spread out to about the size of a palm and penetrated into his wound.

He had heard that she was a healer. He had also seen her shoot white light when she caught monsters at the Denroha Marquis’s residence.

But this was the first time he had seen her heal someone directly.

Tan, who couldn’t take his eyes off the strange sight, flinched for a moment at a strange sensation.

Suddenly, he felt dizzy and nauseous. It was the first time he had seen it, but he felt deja vu.

‘What is it? Why……’

“Does it hurt?”

Celonia asked, looking at Tan, who kept flinching and shaking his hand.

The healing was complete.

The open wound had healed, and the area where the wound had been had returned to its original state without leaving a scar. As if time had been turned back.

But why is he flinching as if it hurts?

Is it because he’s a demon king and the power of healing doesn’t work on his body?

“No. I’m fine. It’s amazing.”

Tan, who immediately shook off the sense of déjà vu at her warm question, clenched and unclenched his perfectly healed palm.

Only the light flowing from her had permeated it, but the wound had disappeared in an instant.

His lips drew a soft curve with satisfaction.

Thinking that the light she emitted was as warm as the smile she showed.

It was then.

Tan suddenly flashed a sharp eye. Because he sensed a suspicious aura.