How to Survive as a Trash Extra Villain

Chapter 91

You left an indelible mark on everyone with your performance and presence at the hunting tournament, worthy of the Black Knight’s reputation.

Following the Hamerd Award, you’ve now received the Best Hunter Award, and there’s likely no one in the Imperium Empire who doesn’t know your name.

The Emperor of Imperium will remember this day.

Prince Kazaks has taken a great liking to you.

Princess Adela has finally gained a chance to right her past.

In the past, no one could protect her, but now things are different.

Your consistent words and actions have succeeded in thawing her frozen heart, even if only partially.

She will strive harder to understand you—not as the Black Knight, nor as the Hound, but as Martin.

Make an effort.

Depending on your actions, Princess Adela could either become a villain surpassing the original story or take a seat among the heroes who save the world.

You have acquired 6,000 achievement points.

When I woke up, messages were flooding in like a barrage.

‘Adela.’

Even that woman has changed.

The irredeemable arch-villain might become a hero who saves the world.

The system itself vouched for it.

‘Strange.’

Her behavior yesterday… though a bit cheeky, was typical of a girl her age.

‘…Perhaps.’

She might become the great adversary to the apocalypse.

I’m someone desperately in need of a helping hand.

If it’s Princess Adela, she could be a tremendous asset.

‘Ugh. This is a bit tricky.’

I’m not unaware of the saying that hoarding leads to ruin.

But having plenty of resources for contingencies is never a bad thing.

‘Even so, this is too much!’

After my defeat—no, my draw—against Gilbert, I had spent points to bolster my strength.

But after that, with the Longevity Festival with the Princess, the Eudialyte Desert with Elisha, the Star Child of the Peacemaker, and now this hunting tournament, not to mention the points that kept piling up as Martin’s… especially the Black Knight’s fame spread.

Achievement Points: 31,052

It had surpassed 30,000.

‘I really need to spend these.’

I already had something in mind, an extension of my earlier thoughts.

‘I need them.’

Not just me.

Not just the Star Child.

Not even the infuriating but necessary protagonist party.

I need more allies.

‘It stings a bit to not use these hard-earned points on myself.’

But I was certain it would yield results I wouldn’t regret.

With a sigh, I got up from my seat.

I was still a student, after all, and had to prepare for school.

As I opened the door, a maid, grown to about my chest height, stood there with wide, round eyes.

Lilac blinked her bright eyes at me and gave a cheerful smile.

“Master! Good morning! You’re up early today, it seems!”

“Yeah. Good morning, Lilac.”

When I stepped outside, my family was gathered around the dining table.

Nerjin was reading the newspaper, Bianca was staring blankly with drowsy eyes, and Savo sat quietly with his usual impassive expression.

‘These are the ones.’

As the story progresses into its mid-to-late stages, even the capital of the Imperium Empire becomes a hellscape where terrorism is a daily occurrence.

I have to stop the apocalypse, but I also have to protect Lilac.

But I only have one body.

In other words, these people—my people—need to become stronger.

‘Now that I think about it, with no immediate disasters or apocalypses to prevent and with a decent surplus of points, this might be the perfect time.’

This nurturing process cannot be skipped.

I’m a fool.

No matter how much the system helps, I’m not a genius who can handle everything effortlessly.

If you don’t get it, let me put it bluntly.

The protagonist of this world isn’t me.

I’m just an ordinary failure.

‘The reason I keep helping the protagonist party, even though I dislike them.’

To stop the apocalypse, they are absolutely necessary.

After all, in the original story, they were the ones who stopped the apocalypse.

Even the Star Child, currently among the strongest, was nowhere to be seen in the original story for some reason.

‘But even they aren’t enough.’

The protagonist party’s best efforts in the original story led to that ending, didn’t they?

The extinction of 99.99% of the population.

The desolation of the world.

‘But I’ve found a route to a new ending.’

The Star Child said that to stop the apocalypse, dozens of Platinum Knights and four Diamond Knights, who only exist in legends, are needed.

‘In other words, this novel’s happy ending isn’t something I can achieve alone.’

To protect Lilac, to reach a new ending, I need powerful allies beyond the protagonist party.

So, I made a decision.

Opening the Extra Privilege Item Shop!

At first, it only had the finest holy diamond bullets exclusive to Martin.

Those 500-point bullets were practically what brought me this far.

What if I could give such opportunities to others?

Tailored opportunities perfectly suited to each individual!

‘That’s the Extra Privilege Item Shop!’

The shop, once exclusive to Martin, was now filled with items for the various extras I had saved.

‘Come to think of it, I’ve saved quite a few people.’

Matthew, who in the original story had less presence than a minor role and never even hinted at his trauma.

Nerjin, the head of the Cosmos Dimension Research Institute, who would have lost Bianca in the Helaine incident and taken his own life.

Luri of the Elidore Marquisate, who was supposed to be consumed and absorbed by Helaine.

Savo, a descendant of Sword Saint Dominic, who was sold to slave traders and raised as a sword demon by Princess Adela.

‘Some of them are worth nurturing!’

The decisive reason I arrived at the idea of nurturing was, in fact, Adela.

She’s a villain who survives until the final stages of the original story.

She became the Empress of the Imperium Empire, the last bastion of humanity, wielding tyranny, using Sword Demon Savo and the Shadow Knights as her blade, and even controlling the Desert Hierophant, surviving until the very end of the apocalypse.

‘Even Princess Adela has changed.’

If that’s the case, isn’t it possible?

A rebellion of these extras, discarded in the original story.

Couldn’t they transform into the ultimate keys to stopping the apocalypse?

Matthew Exclusive: Lost Techniques of the Ancient Druid School. 4,000 points

Nerjin Exclusive: Secret Alchemy Workshop of the Wisdrammus Family of the Cosmos Empire. 7,000 points

Luri Exclusive: Traces of the Flame that Illuminated the Primordial. 8,000 points

Savo Exclusive: Secret Swordsmanship Manual of Sword Saint Dominic, Sword Master of the Defardly Empire. 10,000 points.

The system even created a shop with these items for purchase with points, blatantly calling it the Extra Privilege Item Shop.

The prices are outrageous, but that just means it’s confident in their value, doesn’t it?

I’m no longer in the days when I could barely take care of myself, so it’s worth a try.

Perhaps, in the long term, this might be the essential strategy for reaching this novel’s happy ending.

‘Still, buying everything is a bit much.’

Matthew’s case is tricky.

He’s not someone I can control.

It’d be heartbreaking to go through all that effort only to benefit someone else.

I can endure hunger, but not pain.

‘Luri’s the same.’

She’s my ally and a partner, but I can’t control her as I please.

Since we’re connected through the Peacemaker, I could consider her, unlike Matthew.

‘Nerjin and Savo, on the other hand, are different.’

They’re chess pieces I can move as I wish.

If I’m going to do this, they should come first.

‘But not Savo.’

If he became a sword demon, he’d undoubtedly be helpful.

Just look at that 10,000-point cost.

But I rescued Savo from slave traders.

I wanted to let him decide whether to wield a sword or live an ordinary life.

Consumed 7,000 points to acquire ‘Nerjin Exclusive: Secret Alchemy Workshop of the Wisdrammus Family of the Cosmos Empire.’

“I prepared steak sandwiches for breakfast today. They’re served with whole-grain mustard and chili tomato sauce. There’s orange juice too.”

Lilac placed small plates in front of each of us and set a pile of sandwiches in the center.

The thick, meaty steak sandwiches looked mouthwatering, practically calling out to me.

Pick me! Pick me!

With one bite, the burst of juicy meat and the harmony of the sauce put me in a great mood.

As breakfast came to an end, instead of getting up, I called out to Nerjin.

“What is it, President Martin? Shouldn’t you be heading to school?”

“That’s true, but I have something I absolutely need to give you.”

I pulled out a rolled-up scroll from my pocket and handed it to Nerjin.

Nerjin, twitching his eyebrows, carefully took the scroll.

“…I can feel the aura of alchemy magic. But… it’s… very familiar….”

Carefully breaking the seal and unrolling the scroll, Nerjin shot up from his seat.

“…P-President Martin. W-Where in the world… did you get this?!”

“I happened to acquire it during my recent outing. What is it? I couldn’t make sense of it.”

“This is a semi-permanent scroll. It allows the embedded magic to be used indefinitely. Unlike regular single-use scrolls… it’s a relic of the Cosmos Empire. To me, it’s especially precious….”

From Nerjin’s reaction, it seemed worth at least the 7,000 points.

“This is a teleportation scroll leading to the Secret Alchemy Workshop of the Wisdrammus Family, located deep within the Cosmos Empire.”

“…Your surname is Wisdrammus, isn’t it, Nerjin?”

“That’s right. This is, truly….”

But as I listened, something struck me as odd.

“But wasn’t the Cosmos Empire’s mainland swallowed by the Time Chaos Dungeon?”

“It’s fine. The Secret Alchemy Workshop is protected by a barrier that twists space-time, built on the achievements of the Dimension Research Institute, so even the erosion of the Time Chaos Dungeon couldn’t reach it. President Martin! You have no idea how significant this discovery is!”

Seeing Nerjin’s eyes sparkle as he passionately explained, I couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Take it. It’ll be more useful to you, an alchemy expert, than to me, who knows nothing about it.”

“To give me something so precious… Understood.”

Nerjin didn’t refuse.

My words were true, after all.

One task down.

“Oh, and, President Martin.”

As I was about to get ready to head to the academy, Nerjin called me back.

“There’s something I’d like to ask your permission for.”

“Speak.”

I was willing to grant any request from Nerjin.

But his request was unexpected…

“I’d like to send Savo to the academy.”

“Savo?”

I widened my eyes.

Turning my head, I saw Savo chewing on a sandwich, looking up at me.

“Yes. To a specialized academy.”

“What kind of specialization?”

“…Swordsmanship.”

I flinched.

It was a sensation only I, who knew Sword Demon Savo’s future, could feel.

“Can you explain what happened?”

“…It started when he picked up a ladle for cooking. Then he grabbed a broken mop handle and went outside to craft a wooden sword. I didn’t realize, but he’s been practicing in secret every day.”

Nerjin’s suggestion was reasonable.

Savo had chosen to wield a sword of his own accord, and as an adult, Nerjin likely wanted to give the child a chance at high-quality education.

“Savo.”

Savo swallowed the food he was chewing and answered.

“Yes, Master.”

“Why did you train with the sword?”

“It… felt right.”

“….”

It’s fate.

Innate talent from the heavens always finds a way to connect the master with their craft.

“Do you want to go to the academy?”

“I want to train in swordsmanship.”

He was a child from the slave traders, so I wanted him to decide his own path.

Raising him as a sword demon like in the original story felt too cruel.

But he had chosen the sword himself.

He sought to learn.

‘Then there’s no reason to hesitate.’