[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-extra-s-rise":3,"chapter-the-extra-s-rise-the-extra-s-rise-chapter-273":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","The Extra's Rise",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1513258,1965,"Chapter 273: Second Mission Interlude (2)","the-extra-s-rise-chapter-273",273,"\u003Cp>After finally escaping Rachel's iron grip—both metaphorically and literally—I was able to meet my family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As much as I wanted to be annoyed at her for keeping me locked in the Creighton estate for a month, she had at least allowed them to visit while I was in a coma. So, small victories, I supposed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment I stepped into the sitting room, my mother was on me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Arthur!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She moved fast—faster than I thought a woman in heels should be able to—and wrapped me in a hug that was only slightly suffocating. Her warmth was familiar, grounding, but also held that distinct motherly pressure that warned me she would be scolding me later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind her, my father stood with his arms crossed, giving me the look. The one that said, You're lucky you're alive, but we will be having a conversation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then there was Aria.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My one-year-younger sister, who had inherited all the worst parts of being the youngest child and none of the restraint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stood a few paces behind, watching the scene unfold, arms folded, eyes sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So,\" she said, her voice sweet, too sweet, \"I hear you decided to be reckless. Again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sighed, already feeling a headache forming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aria, please—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, no, I insist.\" She stepped forward, tilting her head. \"You nearly died. Do you know what happens when normal people nearly die, Arthur?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I exhaled through my nose. \"They try not to do it again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Exactly!\" She waved a hand. \"But you, dear brother, seem to be under the impression that death is just a minor inconvenience.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aria,\" my father finally spoke, voice calm but firm. \"Give your brother some time to breathe.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aria made a hmmph sound but backed off slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, my mother was still gripping my arms like she was checking for structural damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you eating properly?\" she asked. \"You look thinner.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I was in a coma.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, and yet I know Rachel has a personal chef—did they not make sure you were properly fed with nutrient infusions? Honestly, I should have supervised—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was going to take a while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I talked to them, carefully weaving a version of the truth that wouldn't send my mother into another spiral of 'Why does my son keep fighting people who can kill him?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to my account, I had been unfortunately caught in the middle of a Redmond incident involving a cultist Bishop. A terribly inconvenient and mildly traumatic experience, of course. Nothing to worry about.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My mother, to no one's surprise, worried anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I can't believe it,\" she said, pressing a hand to her chest like I'd just admitted to something truly scandalous. \"A Silver-ranked guild, corrupted… and you had to fight a Bishop?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Technically,\" I said, choosing my words carefully, \"I didn't go looking for a fight—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And yet,\" Aria cut in, folding her arms, \"a fight somehow found you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I resisted the urge to sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, she wasn't wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, the real truth was that if Carrie hadn't worn the Bishop down, I wouldn't even be standing here right now. Even after pushing myself to the absolute limit, I had still barely managed to tip the scales.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eventually, after a long series of reassurances, careful dodging of certain details, and the occasional knowing glare from my father, I managed to finally calm them down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, I escaped back to my room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rachel wasn't here—thank the stars—so I could actually think.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I collapsed onto the bed, stretching out my limbs, staring at the ceiling. My body still ached, a dull, lingering exhaustion settling deep into my bones, but my mind was far too alive to sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because, for all the things that had gone wrong, something had changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was close to reaching low Integration-rank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And, more importantly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had two Gifts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Same as Jack and Lucifer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That fact alone sent a strange thrill through me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soul Resonance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Soul-aspect Gift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only one in existence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I frowned, tapping my fingers against the mattress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Luna.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah, it's weird,\" she agreed without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soul-aspect Gifts weren't supposed to manifest the way Mind and Body-aspect Gifts did. They weren't direct, weren't something tangible you could just use.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were more of a balancing force between the two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which made the fact that I had one… utterly ridiculous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was powerful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first ability allowed me to copy someone's attributes or powers—so long as they were physically close to me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second ability let me store one of those copies for later, like a single-use ability waiting to be deployed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first ability was already broken. With Luna's soul always near me, I could activate Qilinification at will, tapping into her overwhelming power whenever I needed it. That alone gave me a massive boost in strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And I could still keep an extra copy of something else on standby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only drawback was that I couldn't use two different abilities at once. Not yet, anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe that would change when I surpassed the Wall and hit Ascendant-rank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For now, though…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I exhaled, closing my eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had failed to expose the Red Chalice Cult. They were still out there, hidden, waiting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But I had saved Reika.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And, whether she fully accepted it yet or not—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was now a part of Ouroboros.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as I was beginning to finally rest, my door swung open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sighed. \"Rachel, please—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then I actually looked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And immediately sat up straight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>King Alastor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was suddenly, deeply awake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Your Majesty,\" I said, bowing instinctively as I took in the fierce look in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alastor Creighton wasn't just any ruler. He was a Radiant-rank powerhouse, a living legend, and a man who carried himself with the kind of authority that made the very air tense in his presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And right now, he looked furious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Arthur Nightingale,\" he said, his voice like a sharpened blade. \"I entrusted you with my daughter's future. I trained you. I gave you the Arch Lich's skull. All so you could free Rachel from the fate of being shackled to the so-called Hero when she did not want to be.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I swallowed. \"Yes...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His shoulders twitched. A muscle in his jaw ticked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had exactly one second to react before his aura surged and—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"HOW DARE YOU TAKE MY DAUGHTER, YOU BASTARD!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I flinched, barely resisting the urge to throw myself off the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You—YOU—\" Alastor pointed an accusatory finger at me, looking like he was seconds away from setting the entire estate on fire. \"Because of you, my SAINTLY, INNOCENT daughter used the seven-circle mage I stationed at Mythos Academy JUST TO DANCE WITH YOU!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I opened my mouth. Closed it. Tried very hard to figure out which part of that sentence I was supposed to respond to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he wasn't done.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"AND THEN—\" Alastor actually looked pained as he continued, \"she brought you BACK here! And proceeded to sleep next to you EVERY NIGHT! WHILE CUFFING YOU!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eye twitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"STOP PUTTING YOUR KINKS ON MY PURE DAUGHTER!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I choked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I raised my hands in surrender. \"EXCUSE ME, SIR, IT IS NOT MY FAULT—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>King Alastor was breathing fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not literally, though given his mana rank, I wouldn't have been surprised if he could.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His presence filled the room, pressing down on me like a force of nature, his sheer disbelief and paternal outrage radiating off him like an active battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, I sat there on the bed, hands still raised, desperately trying to figure out how my life had reached this point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your Majesty,\" I started carefully, choosing my words with the same delicacy one would use when handling a live grenade, \"I swear—I swear—this is not what it looks like.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alastor let out a slow, measured breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he exploded again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire room shook.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"MY DAUGHTER—MY SWEET, INNOCENT, SAINTLY DAUGHTER—CAME TO MY ESTATE AND KEPT YOU CAPTIVE LIKE SOME SORT OF DERANGED PRINCESS WITH A HOSTAGE?! AND YOU'RE TELLING ME IT'S NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's exactly what I'm saying!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"YOU WERE CUFFED TO HER BED FOR A MONTH!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I didn't ask for that!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"SHE REFUSED TO LET THE OTHER GIRLS VISIT YOU!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I DIDN'T KNOW THAT EITHER!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alastor pinched the bridge of his nose, taking a slow, suffering breath, as if he were trying to hold on to the last shreds of his sanity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This,\" he said through gritted teeth, \"is precisely what I feared when I sent her to that academy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Again, Your Majesty, I had zero part in this. I was unconscious.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leveled a stare at me that made me reconsider all my life choices.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So,\" he said slowly, \"you mean to tell me that my devoted, reserved, angelic daughter just so happened to wake up one morning and spontaneously decided to keep you imprisoned here for a month? And that this had nothing to do with you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I opened my mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Closed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Considered my odds of survival if I answered incorrectly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Yes?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alastor dragged a hand down his face, exhaling like a man who had seen too much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, as if the universe itself was conspiring against me, the door creaked open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Rachel peeked in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Arthur~!\" she sang, completely ignoring her father's looming fury, \"Do you want to have dinner together?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alastor turned to look at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then turned back to look at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then turned back to look at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eye twitched so hard I thought he might ascend to another plane of rage entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Rachel.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rachel blinked up at him innocently, clasping her hands behind her back. \"Yes, Father?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Explain.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rachel tilted her head. \"Explain what?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alastor slowly turned to me. \"I will kill you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1620,"2026-06-06T05:13:22.849Z",1,"novelbin.me","848134b3917797a68a42ad1223fc9ebec73d777a1ac02c4976d1ca8c6b9e9cdf","the-extra-s-rise-chapter-274","the-extra-s-rise-chapter-272",1100,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-extra-s-rise-cover.jpg"]