[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-extra-who-shouldn-t-exist":3,"chapter-the-extra-who-shouldn-t-exist-the-extra-who-shouldn-t-exist-chapter-63":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","The Extra Who Shouldn't Exist",{"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},1550236,2013,"Chapter 63 : The Legend and the peasants (bonus Chapter)","the-extra-who-shouldn-t-exist-chapter-63",63,"\u003Cp>I stepped up to the podium and paused — just long enough to let the murmurs die out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My gaze swept over the sea of polished uniforms, stiff postures, and smug expressions. Some noble kids were already whispering, rolling their eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I smirked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I see some of you already walking out. Guess you’re scared of words too?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few brave souls chuckled, then quickly shut up when they realized no one else was laughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I straightened my back, letting my voice ring out clear and cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let me make this easy for everyone here — I’m not here to play nice. I’m not here to give you a motivational speech filled with empty encouragement and sweet nothings.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m not here to ask for your respect.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I earned it. I took it. And I’ll keep standing at the top until I decide I’m done.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence — so thick it was almost beautiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I locked eyes with a noble in the front row — some blond kid with a triple-barreled last name and a face that screamed ’I’ve never worked a day in my life.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And to all the blue-bloods in the room — yeah, I’m talking to you — who keep mumbling behind their silk gloves and gilded masks about ’pedigree’ and ’lineage’...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let me offer a reality check.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I leaned forward, voice low and sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you think bloodlines matter — bleed for it. Go ahead. Right here. Right now. Let’s see if your golden heritage stops the bleeding.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gasps. Nobles turned red, others pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I tilted my head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No volunteers? Shocking.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then I turned toward the rest of the audience — the hopefuls, the strivers, the lowborn Cadets with wide eyes and clenched fists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And as for the rest of you... the commoners who think sheer effort will close the gap...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I smiled. Not kindly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You wake up early. You train hard. You push yourself until you collapse. You dream of catching up.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But here’s the truth — dreaming doesn’t change reality. You’re not protagonists. You’re background characters. Supporting cast. Footnotes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some jaws clenched. Others looked down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re the nameless extras in someone else’s legend — mine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The insult sank in like a blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But hey, that’s not a bad thing. Every king needs peasants. Every empire needs builders. You’re the bricks and mortar. Disposable, interchangeable, necessary.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I gave a theatrical shrug.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But don’t get it twisted — just because you’re needed doesn’t mean you’ll ever be noticed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Cadet shot to his feet, face flushed with fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You arrogant—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I raised a hand, silencing him without a word. My tone stayed calm, playful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Careful. You might strain something trying to form a coherent thought.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sat back down, fuming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Some of you nobles love to talk about honor, tradition, and legacy. As if your ancestors weren’t backstabbing, coin-chasing clowns who lucked into power and held onto it by stepping on others.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You wear their names like crowns, hoping they’ll distract from your lack of talent.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turned my back, pacing slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And some of you commoners worship those same names, thinking if you polish their boots hard enough, you’ll be accepted.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You won’t. They’ll smile, pat your head, then throw you under the carriage the moment you outlive your usefulness.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I faced them again, my smile sharp as a dagger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So here’s what I suggest.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nobles — stop pretending your ancestors’ achievements are yours. You’re not royalty, you’re relics.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Commoners — stop begging at the banquet. If you want a seat at the table, flip it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence. Real, burning, furious silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now, to all of you brave enough to still be listening...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you. Truly. Your tireless effort, your dreams of catching up... they provide endless entertainment.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I mockingly placed a hand on my heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You are the wind beneath my wings, the floor beneath my boots, the loyal audience in my one-man show of excellence.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So here’s to you — the outraged nobles, the desperate commoners, and the quiet middle-ground mediocrities.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"May you always have the courage to keep reaching...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...and the wisdom to realize you never will.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I gave a slow, mocking bow. Then straightened, voice low and commanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Here, I’m the king. I’m your Apex. And I earned that title — not through privilege, not through favors, but through power.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not like you mediocre parasites clinging to old names and fragile pride.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I let the words simmer — the rage, the awe, the tension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So don’t confuse my smile for mercy. I’m not your equal. I’m your reminder — that no matter how high you reach, I’ll already be standing there at the top... bored, waiting, wondering why it took you so long.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then I turned and walked off the stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No need to applaud. I already know I was unforgettable.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I returned to my spot with a smirk, the silence behind me louder than thunder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A beat passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the hall exploded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some nobles stood, fuming, their pride wounded. Commoners whispered furiously — in awe, in disbelief, some even hopeful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Applause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not from the nobles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But from the commoners I insulted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They clapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Loudly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Desperately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some with tears, some with laughter, but all with fire in their eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alicia, seated above, wore a massive grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Looks like he passed, doesn’t he, Professor Vega?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An ethereal presence shimmered beside her — Selena Vega, calm and elegant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes,\" she said softly. \"I wondered if he would break... but he didn’t. He stood taller. It was fascinating to watch.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Indeed it was,\" Alicia agreed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alden stood frozen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The speech was insulting. Outrageous. Reckless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I kind of want him to do it again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan nodded beside him, arms crossed. \"Looks like he can handle himself quite well.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charlotte tilted her head, a smirk playing on her lips. \"That was entertaining. This guy... is interesting.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seraphina added, \"I almost wanted him to keep talking.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around them, the top-ranked Cadets silently agreed on one thing — Alex Dragonheart could not be underestimated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among the commoners, hushed whispers spread like wildfire. Some dared to hope. Some smiled for the first time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the noble girls?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He’s arrogant,\" one whispered, blushing. \"But hot.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The nobles, meanwhile, were still glaring daggers at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But I didn’t even spare them a glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A voice echoed again — this time, not Alicia’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Selena Vega.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now that,\" she said with an amused gleam, \"was a speech. Dangerous and motivational.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dangerous for who... well, we’ll find out in the future.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The attention turned instantly to her — the sheer beauty and grace of her presence enchanting the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I focused too — though not the way others did.i was focused on something else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She spoke again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As you know, my name is Selena Vega. A professor at this esteemed academy... and the teacher.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room hushed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For the Special Class — consisting of the top 50 cadets of the first-year batch.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cheers. Groans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But just because you’re in the top 50 now doesn’t mean you’ll stay there.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fall behind — and you’re demoted. No discussion.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Murmurs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And if you want to take someone’s rank?\" she smiled faintly. \"You can challenge them to a duel.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gasps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But here’s the catch — the higher-ranked cadet decides whether to accept. And if they do, they can demand something of equal value.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Like... say, your expulsion from the academy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gulps all around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Selena’s eyes narrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This isn’t a school. It’s a battlefield.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now let’s talk about your accomodations— your temporary dorms are no longer needed. Your things have already been moved to your designated dorm rooms, assigned by rank.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Excitement surged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Top 100 will enjoy luxury accommodations. But remember — rankings change. The moment someone overtakes you, they get your perks.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Strive to be better. Don’t compare. Just improve.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She paused, her voice softening just enough to draw everyone in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And now... our Top 10 cadets.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alden, Ethan, and I all tensed slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your accommodations will be different,\" Selena said. \"You are the ’nobles’ of this academy. Everyone else — is beneath you... until they prove otherwise.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Merciless,\" Alden muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She’s more ruthless than you,\" Ethan added.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m insulted,\" I whispered. \"Where’s the love?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Selena continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You will each have a personal floor in a dedicated building of Ten floors.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Cadets stared. I only smirked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She closed with a fiery note.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Use this fire you feel — the outrage, the ambition — to rise higher. Prove yourselves. Surpass expectations. Surpass each other.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone started clapping the male population clapped like there life’s depended on it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That concludes your orientation. Our staff will guide you to your new accommodations. Classes begin tomorrow.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You are dismissed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the orientation was finished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The nobles still glared at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I yawned theatrically and walked off like they didn’t exist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alden approached first. \"Mr. Dragonheart. You’re on fire today.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan joined him. \"That was amazing. I half-expected them to riot.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two more joined us — Charlotte and Seraphina.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charlotte smirked. \"Well, well. Looks like the king knows how to handle himself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I gave her a sweeping bow. \"The pleasure is all mine, Your Highness.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She laughed. \"You can call me Char. You’re friends with these two idiots, which means you’re mine too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seraphina added, \"And you can call me Sera too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I blinked dramatically. \"No. I can’t. That’s too friendly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Char raised an eyebrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sighed. \"Fine. Char. Sera.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I relied shamelessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We all laughed, the tension gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As we walked toward our accommodations, led by staff we soon reached our accommodations, I stopped — eyes widening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The building was massive, sleek, and glowing like something out of a sci-fi drama.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Whoa...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alden smirked. \"Cute. First time seeing a big building, peasant?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I elbowed him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The staff turned to us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The tower has ten floors, ranked by position. The top floor belongs to Apex Alex Dragonheart.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I grinned, already imagining the view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My throne awaited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>------------------\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A\u002FN :-\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So guys here is the promised bonus Chapter. And thanks for the support.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks for the gifts and the tickets @KevinZ ,@EvilGumShoes , @MaskedGods, @Joshua_Ladabouch\u003C\u002Fp>",1685,"2026-06-06T07:14:57.154Z",1,"novelbin.me","f3fffa47da5cacbb88685c7fb36c87d53643460e5576a7ab5e41ccde9c86c485","the-extra-who-shouldn-t-exist-chapter-64","the-extra-who-shouldn-t-exist-chapter-62",418,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-extra-who-shouldn-t-exist-cover.jpg"]