Not-So an Extra

"Goodbye."

–Stab!

"Urk!"

Blood gushed out from Adrian's wound. He looked down and a dagger was seen planted on his abdomen.

Although he had tried his best to smack away his hand, it was fruitless–well, what were you expecting from a lowermost rank of strength?

"Even at your last breath, you keep making me want you even more."

"Argh!"

Adrian let out a groan as the man twisted the dagger inside his stomach and thick red liquid flowed out from the cut.

Adrian could feel how his strength began to leave his body, the grip on the knife loosened and it fell to the ground.

The man raised his sword and swung it toward Adrian's neck. But before it could reach the skin, the man stopped whatever he was doing and jumped as far as he could.

"Get away from my brother!"

–Slash!

A blindingly blue light in the shape of a crescent moon flew in vertically and cut through the earth below.

The assassin landed on his feet and looked at the fine line crack on the ground with amazement.

If he was a little late he would be chopped in half.

His brown eyes moved to where the attack came from and a boy with black hair was seen running toward the white-haired boy.

One of his brows raised in wonder.

'What is that woman's son doing here?'

"Ian!"

Nathaniel's hand stretched out, however, the moment his hand touched his little brother's shoulder, Adrian's body lurched and fell into his arms.

"Ian!"

Worry, almost sounding fear, dyed Nathaniel's voice and he carefully laid Adrian's body on the ground.

However, horror painted his complexion when he saw how a dagger planted on Adrian's abdomen, and wasting no more time, he pulled it out.

"Urgh..."

A moan escaped Adrian's mouth. Nathaniel took out an Elixir and placed it in front of his lips.

"Here, drink this."

Although Adrian had no idea who he was due to his blurry eyes that refused to give him sight but judging from his anguished tone, Adrian thought that he was an ally.

With that in mind, Adrian drank the liquid in the bottle given to him.

There are 3 kinds of medicines: Potion, Super Potion, and Elixir.

Potion treated minor wounds such as cuts, scrapes, scratches, and punctured skin.

Super Potion treated light internal injuries and minor wounds. Created by Alchemists and Herbalists.

It was said that the Super Potion was quite pricey. One bottle of Super Potion was equal to 5 bottles of Potion.

The Elixir existed to treat heavy internal injuries and wounds, especially those losing a limb.

Although it couldn't grow back your limbs like axolotl. But it could reattach a severed limb's back, as long as the cut limb wasn't crushed into pieces.

If Super Potion was called pricey, a bottle of Elixir cost a fortune. Just like Super Potion, Elixir was also made from mixed herbs and Alchemy.

What made it expensive was the herbs were imported from the Elven Kingdom. Not only that, but Elixir was also a handmade product.

They couldn't be mass-produced like Potion and Super Potion due to the high failure rate. Only high-ranking Alchemists and Herbalists were allowed to make Elixirs.

"Cough, cough!"

Adrian spewed out the Elixir along with some blood–his stomach refused to receive any ingestion.

"I–Ian!"

Panic engulfed Nathaniel, and the hand holding the bottle started to tremble.

"He won't live long anyway."

"Shut up!"

Nathaniel shouted and looked at the assassin with his feral eyes, but in the next second, he returned his vision to Adrian and spoke in a soft tone.

"I know it's hard, but please, drink this, you'll get better afterward."

With the little power he had left, Adrian drank the Elixir once again, and luckily he managed to swallow it.

The man watched the scene in silence.

He was wondering what to do with them. Adrian's chance of life was 50/50–which meant that he couldn't let go of him just yet.

Now that Adrian was protected by Nathaniel, he had no choice but to fight him to knock him off and finish Adrian.

But...

Could he do that?

His brown eyes rolled and the crack on the ground was visible and it was a pretty deep cut.

It was a public secret that the First Prince was gifted with strong physical strength and the Second Prince was gifted with high affinities of Elementals.

If not because of those assassins who succeeded in draining Adrian's mana, he wasn't sure if he could win a fight against him.

That kid killed 9 assassins by himself and not to mention Adrian was an Elementalist; he slew the nature counter of his class.

He couldn't imagine what monster Adrian would become if somehow he managed to survive.

'Crazy brat.'

Nathaniel removed the bottle away and summoned an earth block behind Adrian then leaned his back on it.

"Wait here. I'll take care of that bastard."

The white-haired boy nodded weakly.

Nathaniel stood and walked toward the black-robed man.

He could vividly see how the boy's eyes stared at him spitefully as he came closer.

Nathaniel's pace increased and soon he sprinted.

When he was a few steps away from the assassin, a sword appeared in Nathaniel's grip and he swung it.

–Bang!

Sparks of metal burst when their blades clashed.

"How dare you!"

The boy hissed and his golden eyes shone with hatred.

"I won't forgive you!"

Nathaniel withdrew his sword and slashed it once again.

–Bang!

So, the rumor about Nathaniel adoring his little brother was true after all.

Nevertheless, the fact that their factions were enemies made it kinda ironic.

"I will kill you!"

–Bang!

The man's brows furrowed, every time he deflected Nathaniel's attack, the boy's sword would come back at him at rapid speed.

Not only fast but more powerful.

–Bang! –Bang! –Bang!

He clucked his tongue inwardly in annoyance upon tasting Nathaniel's strength.

It seemed he was not joking when he said he wanted to kill him.

As it was pointless to continue exchanging blows, in the end, the man hopped backward to distance himself.

But to his surprise, Nathaniel was already in front of him along with the sword that stretched out; aimed at his heart.