The Hidden Extra: The Lazy Prince Refuses to Ascend The Throne Chapter 656 The Spirit of the Artifact Reveals Herself

"W-What do you mean? Kill me? Nolan Lorian, have you lost your mind?" Aldrian stammered, his voice quivering in terror.

"Do I look like I'm joking?" Nolan questioned, jabbing a finger toward his own face.

Aldrian stood there, utterly speechless. Nolan's face showed no trace of humor whatsoever. This proved he meant every word.

"Hurry up and tell me. Otherwise…"

A wicked grin spread across Nolan's face as he summoned a dagger from thin air, spinning it playfully between his fingers.

Terror flooded Aldrian, widening his eyes in pure dread.

This time, he realized Nolan was completely serious.

Clenching his teeth, Aldrian yelled, "Hurry up and come out and save me, Void Reaver Disc!"

"Tsk... You're truly pathetic, Aldrian. I don't know whether choosing you was a mistake."

A silky voice resonated from every corner around them. In an instant, a beam of dark light erupted from Aldrian's brow.

The beam floated before him, morphing into a disc featuring a handle in its core.

Its edge gleamed with razor sharpness, jagged just enough. A hit to the neck would mean instant death.

Right then, a feminine avatar emerged from the disc itself.

Her visage rivaled the moon's perfection in beauty. Black locks framed her face in a half-up, half-down style, accented by neat braids that fit her flawlessly.

A tiny mole under her right eye lent her an enchanting allure with every glance.

Her stunning curves were clad in a translucent dress akin to a cheongsam from an Eastern land in Nolan's past life.

Fixing Nolan with an icy stare, the woman declared, "Don't kill him. Instead, I'll give you anything you want, including strength and power."

Aldrian bristled with irritation and resentment at her statement.

"What are you doing!? Why are you offering him power instead!? Kill him now!" he bellowed in fury.

Nolan stood poised to end him, but this woman dangled rewards to halt the deed.

To Aldrian, such a move screamed humiliation.

The woman ignored him entirely, gazing steadily at Nolan while awaiting his response.

"What's your reason for making that offer?" Nolan inquired.

He spun his dagger idly, eyeing her with a mischievous smirk.

"Could it be that you like me?" he joked lightly.

Silence gripped the woman. Holding back her annoyance, she answered truthfully, "No. It's nothing like that. I just find you intriguing, Nolan Lorian. Inside you… I sense something special."

Her claim held real weight. A shadowy haze cloaked Nolan's form, impenetrable even to her senses.

This fact alone assured her that Nolan was no mere royal. Some profound secret lurked within him.

To dodge disaster, she refused to rashly challenge an enigma like him.

"You're quite clever," Nolan remarked, applauding lightly. "What's your name? Are you the artifact spirit of the Void Reaver Disc?"

Her eyes tightened. It was like Nolan peered directly into her essence.

Shoving down the unease, she responded steadily, "My name is Obsidia. And yes, I am the artifact spirit of the Void Reaver Disc."

Nolan nodded faintly, folding his arms across his chest.

"Your offer is tempting, Obsidia. Unfortunately, I can't accept it."

Indifferently, he eyed Aldrian. "This man must die."

His words dripped with lethal menace, choking the air. Aldrian's neck hairs bristled, his breath snagging in panic.

Obsidia's brow furrowed. "Must it really come to this? Isn't there a saying that friendship is better than enmity? Think carefully."

Though her voice stayed even, a veiled warning hid beneath, yet Nolan showed no fear.

"That proverb is true. But Aldrian has angered me again and again. So yeah, he has to die."

His unyielding resolve struck her, but Obsidia pressed on with persuasion.

"Is this about your older sister? Fine. I'll make him give up. There will be no engagement between him and your sister. I can guarantee it."

Shock bulged Aldrian's eyes as he cried, "What do you mean!? Seira and I are engaged!"

"Shut up!" Obsidia barked in rage. "If you weren't so obsessed with her, would things have turned out like this?"

Deep regret gnawed at her for picking Aldrian as host, yet she was stuck.

Only through Aldrian could she reclaim her lost glory someday.

Aldrian carried the purest Lyren family bloodline, after all.

Else, she might have picked Meliodas or Karakh.

Nolan sighed softly and turned her down. "I'm sorry, but I still can't."

His gaze sharpened a touch. "Most of it does have to do with my sister, but that isn't the main reason."

Calmly facing Aldrian, Nolan flashed a smirk.

"This concerns the stability of the Ancient Kingdom of Eron. So I can't accept your terms."

In a flash, he drove the dagger toward Aldrian's heart with blinding speed.

Obsidia hesitated briefly. Fury then exploded inside her.

She cocked her fist back and launched it at Nolan.

"Die!"

Her strike neared its mark when a unseen shield materialized, halting it cold.

The collision's blast hurled room furnishings in chaos.

Thankfully, Nolan's protective field enclosed his comatose sister's bed. Without it, she'd have crashed into the wall, suffering grave harm.

"What!?" Obsidia gaped, stunned.

A blow capable of crumbling city battlements got effortlessly repelled.

'Just as I thought… this man is dangerous!'

All her survival urges screamed for instant escape.

Yet escape to where?

Aldrian bound her form and spirit alike. His death meant hers too.

'There's no other choice. I have to do this!'

Her eyes flared with intense ebony glow. Simultaneously, the Void Reaver Disc whirled furiously and hurled at Nolan.

Nolan just grinned and countered with a punch.

Boom!

His fist hurled the disc away. It crashed into the wall, demolishing it utterly.

"It hurts! It hurts! Let go! Argh!"

Aldrian howled, twisting in torment. Bloodshot eyes bulged as drool foamed at his lips.

The blade had stabbed clean through his heart, but death evaded him. Agonizing torment ripped across his body like flayed skin.

A savage grin twisted Nolan's face. "It hurts, doesn't it? Hehehe… This is your payback for what you tried to do to my sister. How dare you lay a hand on my family? None of you will ever live in peace—not even in death!"

Normally, Nolan ignored the world's chaos.

But those who threatened his loved ones faced merciless retribution.

"Ugh…" Blood spewed from Aldrian's mouth as he clawed futilely at the dagger in his chest.

Nolan's attack overwhelmed him. Resistance was beyond his drained power.

'Am I going to die?'

Despair clouded his gaze.

But suddenly…

"How dare you, Nolan Lorian!"