[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-hidden-extra-the-lazy-prince-refuses-to-asce":3,"chapter-the-hidden-extra-the-lazy-prince-refuses-to-asce-the-hidden-extra-the-lazy-prince-refuses-to-asce-chapter-44":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","The Hidden Extra: The Lazy Prince Refuses to Ascend The Throne",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},396680,661,"Chapter 44: Clarisse’s Anger and Resentment","the-hidden-extra-the-lazy-prince-refuses-to-asce-chapter-44",44,"\u003Cp>Inside the medical room, Adalen lay unconscious, his face pale and drenched in cold sweat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His brows were furrowed, as if he were trapped in a nightmare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing beside him were two people—a man and a woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man was short, with a slightly protruding belly, and dressed in a white robe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hair had turned completely white, as if time itself had drained its color. He wore glasses, but his left eye—once brown—had turned gray, a sign of partial blindness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across from him stood a strikingly beautiful woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tall and slender, she had a voluptuous figure, with a full chest and curvy hips. She wore a light blue dress that accentuated her calm, graceful, yet captivating aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her pink hair was styled in a braided crown that suited her appearance perfectly, and her golden-yellow eyes shone with an enchanting light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite being over forty, she looked no older than a woman in her twenties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This woman was Clarisse Everlain—Ragan’s third wife and the mother of Adalen and Seira.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she looked at her son’s pitiful state, a flicker of anger crossed her beautiful face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dalas, how is my son? Will he be alright?\" she asked, turning to the short man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dalas placed his hand on Adalen’s chest, then gave a small nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t worry, Lady Clarisse. Prince Adalen is fine,\" Dalas replied calmly. \"He just went into shock and lost consciousness. He should wake up in a few hours.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good.\" Clarisse sighed with relief, but her anger remained, burning even hotter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had never imagined something so terrible could befall her beloved son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was supposed to be a festive, splendid occasion had turned into a nightmare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the black dragon’s attack to her son’s suffering, both were the result of the Singularity of Chaos’s interference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Singularity of Chaos...she muttered, clenching her hands into fists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew she was no match for a being as powerful as her father. Still, as the old saying went,\"Never underestimate a mother’s love—it’s stronger than anything in this world.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t take revenge herself—but that didn’t mean no one else could. Her father, the Singularity of Light, was the only one who could stand against the Singularity of Chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only a Singularity could confront another. And she was certain her father would help her avenge her son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Dalas glanced at her grim expression and easily guessed what was on her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How naive,he whispered with a faint smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew Clarisse was desperate to find a way to avenge her son—but to him, it was pointless, futile, and absurd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before becoming the head of the palace medical team, Dalas had traveled the world and witnessed things most people couldn’t even imagine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he had to admit—the Singularity of Chaos was a being beyond reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was powerful, clever, and terrifying. Dalas dared say this because he had witnessed firsthand how the man had killed a catastrophe-level dragon in the Duke of Valcrest’s territory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the time, Dalas had been assigned by Ragan to aid the victims of the dragon’s brutal attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the despair, a black-cloaked figure appeared and dispatched the colossal beast with a single wave of his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the most unbelievable, senseless moment Dalas had ever witnessed—a monster capable of destroying half a continent, defeated with just a wave of the hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many would call him crazy if told the story, but it was the truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Dalas realized Clarisse was seeking a way to confront the Singularity of Chaos, he only smiled silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He understood the hierarchy among the Singularities, and it was clear that the Singularity of Chaos was the strongest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Very well, Lady Clarisse,\" Dalas said as he packed up his equipment. \"I must attend to another patient.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Another patient?\" Clarisse blinked in surprise. \"Is there another injured prince?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes,\" Dalas nodded. \"Prince Aldric.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Clarisse’s eyes widened in disbelief. \"Aldric, you say?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dalas entered the next room and saw two women standing beside Aldric’s bed—a young woman and a mature one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mature woman was beautiful and graceful, her figure slightly short but well-proportioned, draped in a golden dress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her blonde hair was styled in a perfect chignon, enhancing her mature and graceful appearance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In contrast, the young woman’s youthful face wore an indifferent, cynical expression that made onlookers feel subtly mocked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her face was lovely, but her youth still kept her from fully blossoming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two were Vanessa Malvain, Empress and Aldric’s mother, and Novaria Lorian, Aldric’s sister.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dalas!\" Vanessa breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing him, her anxiety easing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dalas turned to the woman, offering a slight smile and a polite nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good afternoon, Your Majesty,\" he greeted respectfully, cupping his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While his courtesy to Clarisse had been measured, with Vanessa it rose to the utmost formality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The distinction was clear—Vanessa was the Empress, while Clarisse held the status of a concubine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dalas, how is my son? Is he alright?\" Vanessa asked, her voice heavy with worry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite being middle-aged, her exceptional beauty made her look nothing of the sort. Instead, she appeared more like a woman in her thirties—mature, yet still captivating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Please wait a moment, Your Majesty. I will examine Prince Aldric’s condition more closely,\" Dalas replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He approached Aldric’s bedside, took out his equipment, and began the examination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vanessa and Novaria quickly stepped aside, giving him room to work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five minutes passed. When he finished, Dalas packed up his tools and faced them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t worry, Your Majesty and Princess Novaria. Prince Aldric’s condition is stable for now. However, he needs plenty of rest—his backbone was fractured from the severe impact.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vanessa felt relief at the first part, but her face instantly drained of color upon hearing the rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What did you say? Aldric’s backbone is broken?\" Her heart pounded in her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, she had hoped her son’s injuries weren’t too serious, but the reality was far worse than she had imagined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battle for the throne had begun. If Aldric didn’t recover soon, it would spell disaster for both her and the Malvain family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, Aldric was their greatest hope in this fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes,\" Dalas replied. \"But stay calm. I’ll prescribe a special medicine, and in two days, I guarantee he’ll recover.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite her worry, Vanessa nodded reluctantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright. Thank you, Dalas.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re welcome, Your Majesty. I’ll take my leave now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After saying this, Dalas left the room, leaving Vanessa and Novaria alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mother...\" Novaria began, but Vanessa gently placed a hand on her shoulder to soothe her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I know what you’re thinking. But don’t worry—your brother will be fine, just as Dalas said.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Novaria swallowed her words and nodded sadly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll go first. Take good care of Aldric, okay?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I will. Leave it to me,\" Novaria replied quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vanessa turned to leave but stopped just a few steps outside the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She glanced to the side, gave a slight smile, and asked, \"Clarisse, do you need to speak with me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1160,"2026-05-30T06:57:16.060Z","2026-06-01T04:30:34.828Z",1,"novelbin.me","55a8733c36b50d2901b0b33a585d0e56e54aeb58ce516ddfcad1349c4a8884df","the-hidden-extra-the-lazy-prince-refuses-to-asce-chapter-45","the-hidden-extra-the-lazy-prince-refuses-to-asce-chapter-43",748,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-hidden-extra-the-lazy-prince-refuses-to-asce-cover.jpg"]