The Extra Villain's Second Chance: A Hero's System-Chapter 19 - 18 - It’s Supposed To Be A Romantic Scene

"Argghhh!!"

"Kuargghhh!!"

Whether it was Soldier A, who had been holding Greda's right arm and shoulder, or Soldier B, who had been holding her left side, both of them screamed in agony as a fork—normally used to stab food—pierced their eyeballs.

Their screams weren't the half-hearted kind you'd hear from actors in movies. Their cries were high-pitched, but their voices sounded utterly disgusting, enough to make anyone feel nauseated. But one thing was clear: their screams reflected the sheer pain they were enduring.

Even Boris unconsciously stepped back. His hands gripped the table, pulling the tablecloth as he retreated. Naturally, the food on the table fell as the tablecloth was yanked by Boris's clenched fists.

It made sense that Boris was wide-eyed and stunned. In his entire life, he had never witnessed a bloody fight firsthand. He might be arrogant and cruel, but he was still a caged bird.

However, Lev's focus was not on Boris, but on Greda.

"Are you okay?" Lev asked Greda. "If you can't stand the sight of blood, you can close your eyes for a moment, Nanny."

"... W-what?"

Greda stood frozen as if she was confused by what had just happened.

Why wasn't Lev shocked when Boris ordered his full-armored soldiers to take Greda hostage?

Logically, Lev should have been shocked and furious, fearing the loss of Nanny Greda for the second time.

Nanny Greda was precious to him—that was a fact. However, Lev wasn't the type to act on momentary emotional impulses.

You might think such a trait is unsuitable for a main character in this world but don't forget that Lev isn't the main character here. 'Yes, I'm just an extra. I care more about myself than the people around me.'

"I'm sorry, Nanny."

"What do you mean, Young Master?"

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"It's nothing. I just want to apologize." Lev leaned closer to Greda's ear and whispered, "Find a chance to run and hide."

Though he convinced himself that he had become a selfish person, Lev certainly wouldn't stand by and watch Nanny Greda being threatened right in front of him. Especially since he had received a quest the moment Boris first threw the plate of food.

[You have received a new quest.]

[Quest: Sibling Rivalry

Description: To prove his superiority, your younger brother has even risked your Nanny's life. Defeat your younger brother and the soldiers following his orders.

Reward: 18 heroic points.]

The dining hall, which had been eerily quiet, was now filled with the screams of the two soldiers. Since the only vulnerable spot on the full-armored soldiers was their eyes, Lev didn't hesitate to target them.

Both soldiers fell to the ground, writhing in pain. Their first instinct was to clutch their eyes, which were still spurting blood.

Perhaps because they were too shocked, they didn't even think to remove their helmets. It was strange to see them gripping their armored heads instead of their actual eyes—they failed to stop the bleeding.

After taking down the two soldiers, Lev grabbed one of their weapons. Given the option between a sword and a spear, Lev chose the sword.

It was widely acknowledged that Lev was highly skilled with a sword. However, facing sixteen full-armored soldiers would be an immense challenge.

Moreover, he had already used a sliver of his mana to activate his Swordsmanship skill.

Considering his nearly nonexistent mana attribute, he was lucky to have activated the Swordsmanship skill. With the skill active, he had enhanced his speed, accuracy, and attack power.

Even though what he held wasn't a real sword, as long as his mind believed it was, the skill would remain active—that was the conclusion he had drawn.

'Less than a second, huh.'

That was the limit of his Swordsmanship skill's duration now. In other words, he could no longer rely on it.

From this point on, he would have to fight sixteen soldiers using only his raw strength—plus deal with Boris.

Was he pessimistic? 'Only if I were my old self.' But now, with countless life-and-death experiences under his belt, 'Let's see how far I can push myself against them!'

Before Lev could make another move, two more soldiers who were closest to him launched their attacks.

With the sword securely in his grip, Lev assumed a defensive stance and leaped backward to ensure the impact of the fight wouldn't harm Greda.

Thwack!

Just as he jumped, the two spears thrusting toward him were blocked by his sword, held horizontally in front of his body.

The sound of metal clashing echoed.

The force of the soldiers' attack sent Lev flying backward.

However, thanks to his excellent balance, he didn't fall upon landing—though he regretted landing on the dining table, which further scattered the already messy food.

"Tch!"

Lev frowned in annoyance, but when his eyes met Boris's still-shocked gaze beside the table, one corner of his lips curled upward.

From the soldiers' attacks, Lev could tell they weren't high-level warriors. They were low-level, but their weapon skills were real.

Lev decided to target their leader—Boris, the one giving the orders.

Grab!

His left hand successfully grabbed Boris by the neck.

At the same time, he stepped off the dining table and dragged Boris out of the dining hall.

No, he didn't drag Boris through the entrance. He dragged and slammed Boris's back against the glass wall leading outside.

Boom!

When Boris's back shattered the glass wall, the sound of breaking glass filled the air. Shards of glass flew everywhere, and a trickle of blood escaped Boris's mouth.

Cough!

Lev ended up clutching Boris's neck in the middle of the snowdrop flower garden outside the dining hall.

Aside from wanting to move the battlefield away, Lev also wanted to give Greda time to escape.

He glanced back and saw that the full-armored soldiers were all focused on following him outside. None of them paid any attention to Greda.

Their priority seemed to be saving Boris from Lev's grasp. Though they wanted to rescue Boris, seeing Lev holding him hostage left them frozen in place.

"Don't worry! I'll give you all a turn to attack me soon."

After addressing the soldiers who had followed him outside—Lev dropped Boris to the ground. As Boris's body and head hit the ground, his head was buried in the sea of snowdrop flowers.

The garden seemed to have been cleared of snow, judging by the lack of snowdrifts. If the person Lev had thrown down were a beautiful woman, the scene might have looked romantic. Unfortunately, the one he buried amidst the snowdrops was an insolent man

Lev plunged the sword in his right hand into the ground—right next to Boris's neck. Then he pulled something from the magic pouch hanging at his waist. What he took out was a handkerchief, and inside it was the Letharis Pill Boris had given him earlier.

As if knowing what Lev intended to do, Boris looked terrified. His body trembled violently, even his eyeballs shaking. "N-No! Stop what you're about to do! Aren't you afraid of Father's wrath? If he finds out you gave me that pill, you'll end up in his hands!"

"You think so?" Lev sneered.

To his knowledge, Andrei wouldn't care much if his children killed each other, as his priority was always himself.

"Ha-Ha... Are you scared now? Okay. From now on, I won't mess with your Nanny! Let's make up, alright?!"

"I don't want to. Just eat this."

Lev punched Boris in the stomach.

Involuntarily, Boris opened his mouth. If he had to breathe only through his nose, he'd suffocate. At that exact moment, Lev shoved the Letharis Pill into his younger brother's mouth.

Even though the pill had split, its potency remained unchanged.