The Useless Extra Knows It All....But Does He?
Chapter 60 - Don’t even think of touching my Fiancee

Chapter 60: Chapter 60 - Don’t even think of touching my Fiancee

The soft rustling of leaves outside her window was the only sound in Aurelia’s dorm room. Sunlight streamed through the curtains, casting lazy patterns on the floor. She lay sprawled across her bed in a loose tank top and pastel shorts, one leg dangling off the edge, eyes half-lidded in blissful relaxation.

Finally... peace.

She stretched her arms over her head and let out a content sigh, then rolled onto her side. Her red hair spilled across the pillow like a sun, but her mind wasn’t as calm as her posture.

Her thoughts wandered—unbidden, persistent—back to the previous weekend.

The mountain cliff.

The kiss.

Her hand slowly rose and touched her lips, as if trying to confirm it hadn’t been a dream. Her face flushed instantly, ears turning a vivid pink.

"That bastard..." she muttered, glaring at the ceiling. "He didn’t even come to see me after that day."

A pause.

"Not a word. Not a look. Not even a stupid apology after stealing my first kiss!"

She turned and buried her face in the pillow, groaning. "Hmph. I’ve decided—I won’t even look at him the next time I see him. Not a single glance. That’ll show him."

Even if he’s kinda... unfairly cute when he gets all serious. Still!

Her sulking was interrupted as a faint pulse of light flickered from the corner of her desk. A communication talisman hummed, glowing with soft blue runes. She groaned again, dragging herself up with a pout.

"What is it now?" she mumbled, reaching over and tearing it open with a flick of mana.

A voice crackled through—young, urgent, and breathless.

"Sister Aurelia! Lilliane—Aiden’s friend—might be in danger. We need your help! It’s outside the city... in a mountain!"

Aurelia blinked. Her brows arched in mild surprise. "Lilliane, huh?" she said lazily, her voice teasing.

She leaned back on her hands and smirked. "Hmm. Let the boy grow up a little, will he? Always running to his sister. Tsk tsk. Well, I suppose I should get ready..."

She swung her legs off the bed with all the grace of a lounging cat.

Then the next message came.

"...Some people said... Luca was with her."

Her expression froze.

Then shifted.

The teasing sparkle in her eyes vanished, replaced by a sudden, sharp gleam of focus. Her jaw tightened.

Luca?

She didn’t wait. Didn’t change her clothes. Didn’t grab her armor.

She grabbed her spear.

Barefoot, in her soft pajama shorts and loose top, she stormed out of the room like a thunderclap.

By the time she reached the city outskirts, Aiden, Kyle, and Selena were already waiting near the base of the mountain. They blinked in disbelief as Aurelia arrived with wind-tossed hair, still dressed like she’d stepped out of a sleepover.

Kyle opened his mouth. "Uhh, are you—"

"Shut up. Let’s go."

Tracking spells failed to pinpoint the exact location. Wards had been cast all around the mountains, disrupting magical detection. Worse, they spotted groups of inhuman guards stationed along the ridges.

Aiden cursed under his breath. "They’re trying to buy time."

"Then let’s not give them any," Aurelia said coolly, twirling her sword once before holding it at her side.

She didn’t wait for approval.

The skirmish was over quickly—with Aurelia cutting through the defenders like a storm incarnate. Her power tore through formations and scattered illusions, leaving the others to mop up the stragglers.

They captured one guard alive. Kyle pressed him for directions. One terrified, bloody nose later, they got a location: a hidden cavern cloaked by a shifting illusion deeper in the cliffside.

Aurelia didn’t wait.

The moment she saw the faint shimmer in the air ahead, she gripped her spear, gathered her aura into her feet—

And launched herself at the rock wall.

BOOOOM!

Stone and dust exploded outward as she crashed through the side of the hideout in a burst of crimson light. The shockwave echoed like thunder through the tunnels.

Standing tall in the ruin of the wall, with moonlight glinting off her blade, Aurelia’s crimson eyes glowed with fury.

Her voice, rich and sharp, rang out like divine judgment.

"Who dares... to hurt my fiancé?"

***

When Luca heard that fierce voice echo through the hideout—

"Who dares... to hurt my fiancé?"

—for the first time, the word fiancé didn’t feel like a chain.

It didn’t weigh him down.

It lifted him.

A strange warmth bloomed in his chest.

Fiancé, huh...? That doesn’t sound too bad right now.

Then he caught sight of her—

"Aurelia...?"

She stood tall amidst the broken wall she’d just blasted open, loose, pastel pajamas rippling in the cold cave air. Her crimson spear was already in her hand, humming with power, and her eyes—those fierce golden eyes—were sharper than ever.

Luca stared, stunned.

Even in sleepwear, she looked like a war goddess.

Lilliane, still leaning against the wall with shallow breaths, gaped beside him. "S-She came in that?"

Luca turned to her, still trying to wrap his head around everything.

"How did she even find us?!"

As he said this Aiden, Kyle and Selena came running behind Aurelia.

Lilliane answered "I-I had an emergency contact artifact... Aiden gave it to me. I activated it before losing consciousness."

Luca gave her a thumbs-up, voice sincere. "Well done."

Lilliane blinked at the praise... then smiled, cheeks slightly flushed.

Aiden rushed over, eyes wide with worry. "Lilly... are you alright? What the hell is going on?"

At the same time, Kyle jogged over to Luca and threw an arm around him with his usual carefree grin. "How are you holding up, bro-in-law?"

Luca gave a breathless chuckle. "So far? Barely. But now that you guys are here... better."

Selena appeared a moment later, silent and calm as ever. She gave Luca a curt nod—expression unreadable, but reliable in her own quiet way.

Luca turned his gaze to Aurelia, wanting to thank her properly. "Thanks for—"

But she walked past him like he didn’t exist.

He blinked.

"...What?"

Why is she ignoring me...? Wait—don’t tell me...

His thoughts drifted unwillingly to that moment. The kiss.

Is she mad about that...? But I didn’t even get to explain—

Before he could overthink further, Aurelia’s voice rang out like a command.

"Let’s clean up this place."

But before they could move, that voice returned.

"JIEJIEJIE—You little pests! I didn’t think that I can get all of you pests together, for the price of two I got all five! NOW DIE DIE DIE HAHAHHAH JIJIJIiejie!"

It finally appeared by itself.

A sickening, distorted mass stumbled into the light—no longer even a man.

His skin pulsed with black mana, body grotesquely twisted into something inhuman. His eyes gleamed with feral madness.

Everyone felt it—

A creeping, suffocating pressure. A foul aura that twisted the very air.

Aurelia didn’t flinch.

Her spear spun once in her grip as her mana surged, coating the weapon in golden flame.

"You guys handle the rest of the trash," she said, her eyes locked on the creature ahead.

"That thing’s mine."

The battlefield burned and crackled with fading embers of magic.

The five—Aiden, Selena, Kyle, Lilliane, and Luca—stood bloodied, panting, their clothes torn and faces bruised, surrounded by snarling remnants of husks and monsters.

The monsters weren’t gone—not yet.

A grotesque monster lunged at Kyle with jaws wide open.

He twisted his blue spear, thrusting it straight through its mouth and out the back of its skull. The creature crumpled with a pitiful shriek.

To his right, Selena’s wand lit up, glowing with intertwined threads of lightning and ice. She raised both hands and cried,

"Freezing Bolt—Scatter!"

A dozen thin arcs of frost shot through the air, freezing several charging beasts mid-leap. With a flick, electricity burst forth, shattering them into shards of ice.

Lilliane moved in behind her, swinging a jagged blade low, slicing the legs of a howling ghoul before stabbing it through the chest. Blood splattered her cheek. She barely blinked.

Aiden, face grim, called down his light aura—his sword blazing like the sun.

"Judgment!"

The light carved through three husks at once, leaving only ash in its wake.

One of them broke through—rushing toward Luca.

He stepped forward, exhaled slowly, and parried the beast’s claws with his blade before twisting behind it and driving his sword straight into its spine. His movements weren’t flashy—but they were sharp. Precise. Calculated.

We’re almost done. Just a few more...

Breathing hard, they looked around.

The last two husks snarled—but seeing their fallen brethren, they faltered.

Too late.

Kyle and Aiden dashed forward. Two clean strikes later, the battlefield fell quiet.

Silence descended.

The monsters were gone—their numbers finally reduced to nothing.

But it wasn’t over yet.

Their eyes turned toward the center, where Aurelia clashed with the grotesque abomination.

Sparks flew as her crimson spear clashed against razor-sharp claws.

The air trembled with each blow exchanged.

For a while, it looked like a stalemate—but it wasn’t.

"JIJIJIJIEJIE~ You’re strong. I’ll give you that," the figure cackled, his voice echoing like nails against glass. "But you’re still not... my match."

With that, he unleashed a furious combo—feral, fast, and unrelenting.

Aurelia grit her teeth, barely keeping up.

Then—slash!

A wound opened on her shoulder, another across her thigh.

She staggered back, her footing breaking.

"Sister!" Kyle called out—but she didn’t glance back.

"No!" she shouted, spear still raised. "All of you—get out of here. Now! I’ll hold it off."

Aiden stepped forward, sword glowing with golden light. "No way. We’re all fighting together."

"We’re not leaving you!" Selena added firmly, eyes narrowed, electricity crackling across her fingers.

The rest nodded in agreement.

But Aurelia didn’t yield. Her voice turned cold.

"Leave. That’s an order. I have my own ways to escape. You’ll only slow me down now... you’re just a burden."

That word—burden—hit like a hammer.

Silence fell.

Because they knew—she wasn’t lying. If even Aurelia couldn’t hold her ground...

Kyle stepped forward. His grip tightened on his blue spear, expression dark with conflict.

"...She’s right," he muttered. "We’ll just get in her way like this. Believe in her. She’ll fight her way back."

He forced a crooked smile. "She’s Aurelia, after all."

Everyone looked at one another. Reluctant. Silent. But there was nothing they could say.

Luca hadn’t spoken.

He just stood there—eyes fixed on her.

Then, without a word, he turned and began running with the others, away from the heart of the battle. Their steps echoed hollow in the stone passage, filled with guilt and helplessness.

Behind them, the cave still echoed with the brutal clash of spear against monstrosity.

Aurelia fought on alone.

Her arms ached, her wounds deepened, but she didn’t retreat.

"Come on, you freak... I’m not done yet..."

The monster sneered, his voice coiling with malice.

"JIJIJIEJIE~ Look at you. All alone. So pitiful. They abandoned you. Just like everyone else."

His claws flared with corrupted mana.

"Do you really think you can save them?"

He let out a shrill, manic laugh as dark energy surged through him.

"I’ll start with you... then I’ll tear all of them apart. JIEJIEJIJI—!"

With a wild scream, he launched his strongest strike yet, a black arc of death slicing through the air—

Aurelia’s eyes widened.

She couldn’t dodge it in time.

Pain seared across her side as the blow connected. Blood splattered the ground. She dropped to one knee, breathing ragged.

The monster lunged again, claws descending.

"DIEEEE—!!"

CLAAANG!!

A brilliant flash erupted. Steel met claw.

The sound of a blade colliding rang through the cavern.

And a voice—steady, cold, and furious—echoed:

"Don’t even think of touching my fiancee."