The Hidden Extra: The Lazy Prince Refuses to Ascend The Throne Chapter 727 Attack from the Demon General and His Army!

“Hero, danger approaches! Demon General Malgrion and his fifteen thousand troops are poised to assault our camp!”

This dire announcement struck everyone within the tent with sudden alarm.

“Demon General Malgrion? Blast it… How could that fiend arrive so swiftly?” Rei clenched his fists, his jaw tightening in frustration.

Malgrion was among the five formidable Demon Generals of the Demon Empire, his might second only to the supreme leader, and he was infamous for his savage cruelty.

Not long ago, a human army hailing from a kingdom on the Southern Continent had been utterly decimated by him and his relentless forces.

Those unfortunate souls captured were brutally enslaved, while the remainder suffered agonizing torture. Their broken bodies were then mercilessly fed to the monstrous beasts dwelling within the treacherous Demon Territory.

Rei had never anticipated Malgrion would strike now, especially while he remained wounded and completely unprepared for such an onslaught.

“Very well, I understand. Please muster ten thousand troops. I shall accompany them!” Rei declared with unyielding resolve.

“Understood, Hero!” the soldier responded, saluting before departing.

Once the soldier had exited, Rei attempted to rise, but Roseline swiftly intervened, her hand on his arm.

“What are you doing?” she questioned, her voice laced with anxiety.

“I must go to the battlefield,” he replied, his tone calm yet firm. “Malgrion represents a profound threat to humanity. It is imperative that I eliminate him at once.”

The immense weight of his heroic duty settled upon him, yet he felt no trace of resentment or regret.

From his earliest memories, he had harbored a deep-seated aspiration to become a protector for others—and now, that cherished dream had truly manifested.

“You…” Roseline was deeply moved by his unwavering determination and his willingness to sacrifice.

However, a profound sadness and reluctance also washed over her. If Rei were to insist on going, it would essentially be a suicidal act.

After all, his physical condition was far from optimal.

“Ancestor, what if I were to go to the battlefield instead?”

A composed voice emerged from behind them. Rei and Roseline turned in unison, startled, their eyes landing on Evalyn in surprise.

“You?” Rei pointed towards her, then shook his head. “No, that is simply not possible. This burden does not fall upon you, Evalyn. I would never wish to involve you in such peril.”

Evalyn hailed from the future; the tumultuous conflicts of the past were not her responsibility to shoulder.

“Then how do you intend to resolve this? You are injured yourself. Simply moving is a challenge for you. You will undoubtedly perish if you venture onto the battlefield,” Evalyn stated with straightforward practicality.

“Still, this is my sworn duty,” Rei insisted, his conviction unwavering.

“What purpose does duty serve if it ultimately leads to harm for yourself and those you hold dear?”

Evalyn released a long, drawn-out sigh and cast a brief glance towards Roseline, whose expression was etched with sorrow.

In that moment, she recognized the duality of her ancestor—his stubbornness intertwined with a genuinely kind heart. For reasons unknown, Evalyn felt an uncanny sense of seeing her own reflection in Rei.

No—perhaps it was more accurate to say that she was the one who bore the resemblance to her ancestor.

Rei found himself at a loss for words. He wished to retort, but no suitable arguments came to mind.

What Evalyn had articulated, truth be told, held irrefutable logic.

In his current state, facing the battlefield would be nothing short of a death sentence. But what other recourse did he possess?

He was, after all, a hero. Protecting humanity was his fundamental obligation.

“I…”

Just as Rei was about to reiterate his stance, Nolan swiftly interjected, halting him.

“Enough, let us dispense with the melodrama. Allow Evalyn to manage this situation. To her, this is merely a minor inconvenience.”

The threads of the past, present, and future were indeed intricately linked. Yet, Nolan harbored no apprehension about potentially altering the established timeline.

From his perspective, the future—the era they both inhabited—represented an immutable outcome.

Regardless of the extent to which he and Evalyn attempted to manipulate the past, the ultimate result would remain unchanged. And should any deviation occur, it would simply bifurcate into a distinct temporal stream.

Yielding to the gentle insistence of Nolan and Evalyn, Rei finally relented.

He let out a soft sigh and spoke with a subdued voice, “Very well, I comprehend. Evalyn, please lend us your aid.”

He bowed his head in her direction. Despite his status as her ancestor, there was no denying the profound debt he now owed to Evalyn.

“It is quite alright, Ancestor,” Evalyn replied with a smile, waving her left hand dismissively. “Leave this entirely to me!”

She patted her chest with an air of proud confidence.

With that, Roseline escorted Evalyn away to make necessary preparations, leaving Nolan and Rei in solitary conversation.

An almost palpable awkwardness settled between them, but Nolan quickly breached the silence.

“Hero Rei, might I have a word with you in private?”

Rei seemed taken aback for a moment but quickly regained his composure, offering a slight nod in assent.

“Certainly. But before we proceed, may I inquire as to your name?”

Nolan flinched slightly, realizing he had neglected to formally introduce himself.

“My name is Nolan Lorian. I am the Sixth Prince of the Great Velmora Empire in the future.”

“The Sixth Prince?” Rei’s eyes widened in astonishment. He started to bow out of respect, but an invisible force gently restrained him.

His pupils dilated, and his gaze towards Nolan became imbued with sheer dread.

“This individual possesses immense strength!”

That was the solitary thought echoing within his mind.

"Pray tell, Your Highness," he implored with deference.

Nolan did not immediately reveal his purpose. From the corner of the tent, he retrieved a chair, positioned it beside the bed, and then settled himself down.

"Historical accounts mention your origins from another world. Is this factual?"

Rei offered a nod. "Indeed, I hail from a different world. Its name is Earth."

A surge of excitement coursed through Nolan. While he had harbored such suspicions, hearing it confirmed directly sent a peculiar thrill through him.

"Would you be so kind as to describe this world?"

A flicker of bewilderment crossed Rei's face. It was the inaugural instance where someone, apart from Princess Roseline, had inquired about his homeworld.

Nevertheless, given Nolan's request, Rei saw no impediment to sharing.

"Certainly," Rei affirmed with a nod, commencing his explanation.

Nolan absorbed every word with keen attention. Fifteen minutes elapsed, and upon Rei's conclusion, Nolan finally grasped the full picture.

"So that is how it is…" Nolan's gaze became slightly more focused.

The final vestiges of uncertainty within him dissipated. Rei, without a doubt, originated from the same world—and the same time—as himself.

His previously stern gaze softened marginally as he posed his next question: "In that context, are you acquainted with the prominent families within Maple Leaf Country?"

"The major families of Maple Leaf Country?" Rei inquired, his eyes widening in surprise. After a brief pause for thought, he shook his head. "My apologies, but I am not. My origins are from the East, thus I possess no familiarity with that region."

In the subsequent moment, his expression transmuted, and his heart began to pound erratically.

"Y-You… what precisely did you utter?! Maple Leaf Country? H-How could you possibly possess knowledge of a nation such as that existing within my former world?" he stammered, his voice laced with disbelief.

Nolan responded with a grin, his tone measured yet carrying a subtle undercurrent of assertion.

"That is due to my own origins being identical to yours, Hero Rei Lionheart…"

***

"Hahaha! Victory shall be ours!"

At a distance of three kilometers from the human army's encampment, a formidable demon, broad-shouldered and possessing a bovine countenance, erupted in hearty laughter.

He was astride a steed that dwarfed ordinary horses, standing nearly two meters tall at the shoulder. This creature boasted a pair of horns, each approximately fifty centimeters in length.

Its four robust, powerfully muscled legs rendered the mounts following behind it utterly insignificant by comparison.

This particular demon was none other than Malgrion—one of the fearsome Five Demon Generals.

His gaze remained fixed on the distant encampment, where the tents of Rei's army were visible.

"Hear ye, all," he bellowed, his voice carrying across the expanse. "Today, absolute victory will be ours!"

"Woaah!" A thunderous roar erupted from the tens of thousands of soldiers assembled behind him.

"Thus…" Malgrion's grin widened. "Let us commence the assault!"