I Screwed the Novel's Plot

"Hahaha!! You fool! You followed me here is foolishness!"

However...

"NO!!"

Alexander's scream echoed throughout the forest as he reflexively swung his sword right after the man's hand that unexpectedly raised toward the sky.

"Arghh!! Arghh!! My hand!"

The man wailed whilst holding his hand. Although he managed to chop off his arm, he couldn't stop the thing that he fired.

Alexander looked up at the sky and a bright red color illuminated the darkness. In the end, what he feared the most unfolded before his eyes.

"Arrggh! Argh! Aaaahahahah!!"

He lowered his head only to find the dying man laughing boisterously. Alexander's teeth chattered and the hand that held the weapon shook violently.

Couldn't contain his anger any longer, he stabbed the man's throat and the space shifted into dead silence as his laughter dispersed. His body slumped lifelessly and thick red liquid drenched the soil.

He pulled out his sword and slashed it to remove the blood from its blade. He stared up once again and the rosy flare still radiated in the dark sky.

He clucked his tongue in annoyance and turned to start running. He glanced at his Telesphere and immediately called out Ulrich. Not long after, the young man on the other side answered.

// Your Highness? //

"Sir Ulrich! The plan had failed! Please--"

// Kyaaa!!! //

// Uwaaaa!! //

Before Alexander could convey his word, he was cut off by multiple screams.

"Sir Ulrich! What is happening there?!"

// Your Highness, we're-- //

--Tuut! --Tuut! --Tuut!

Alexander clenched his fist tightly, he leaped to the nearest branch, and quickened his feet with Wind Elemental. It seemed the enemy had launched an attack on the Refugee Camp.

Damn that man, he lured him so they could commence an ambush without him interfering. At first, Alexander thought that the foe would surrender once he killed the leader, but he was naive and they were persistent with their plan.

After hopping from one branch to another for quite some time, he eventually felt numerous presences appearing up ahead. Sensing something rushed toward him, he peeked upward and gleaming lights were seen.

He jumped down and five arrows jabbed his previous stepping branch. Didn't let Alexander rest, another came and Alexander easily diverted them. Realizing that their attack was useless they decided to charge at him.

--Tap! --Tap! --Tap!

Black-attired men sprinted in his direction and Alexander's golden eyes gazed at them indifferently. He channeled his mana into his weapon and the sword in his hand emitted a faint light before it trembled violently followed by a magic circle engraved on his blade. When the distance between them decreased, he cut through the air.

A gust blew past them and strangely one by one they started to fall to the ground with their bodies sliced in half. The survivors halted their steps upon witnessing a gruesome scene and their complexion turned pale.

They hadn't reached up to him yet and half of them suddenly died like that, their heads went blank; they couldn't comprehend what had just occurred. Wasting no more time, Alexander started another attack, and what happened afterward was no different from the previous.

With that, he annihilated the opponents before him. A fishy smell mixed with a woody scent as blood soaked the soil. For more chapters, please visit

Honestly speaking, it didn't matter how many of them came after him, what worried him was the well-being of the people in the camp because his plan had gone awry.

The enemy's actual troops were more than eight hundred and it seemed like they didn't use the entire army to attack the Refugee Camp in his previous life which wrecked his entire strategy.

'I must hurry!'

The moment Alexander readily moved, a clapping was heard.

--Clap! --Clap! --Clap!

He turned and instantly leaped when something at an incredible speed flickered toward him.

--Boom!

The ground exploded and dust covered the surrounding area. Alexander landed on his knees and narrowed his eyes at the falling debris around the shattered earth.

A silhouette of a large man straightening his back came into view, somehow his figure was resembling that of a bear or a gorilla.

"Black-haired boy with golden eyes. I heard the first Prince of this Empire was just a useless bastard, but who would know that the brat was able to perform a long-lost technique, Elemental Sword."

When the dirt dispersed, a huge muscular man entered his view. Completely ignoring him, Alexander eyed the man from head to toe. Platinum blonde hair combined with reddish eyes and suntanned skin.

He wore a turtle-neck sleeveless shirt, tactical pants, shoes, and gloves in black colors. He tilted his head to both sides and cracking sounds were heard, he punched his palm several times while looking at Alexander with eyes full of interest.

"Entertain me, kid!"

The Prince's pupils were wide open as the big guy suddenly appeared before him.

--Boom!

A mini crater was formed on the forest floor as Alexander landed a few meters away from him. If he was a split second late, he without a doubt would become a pulp.

Even though his body was large, it didn't affect his speed at all. Alexander jumped and the earth beneath him blew up once more. This action repeated for some time.

"Stop hopping like a bug and fight me, you scoundrel!"

He couldn't help but frown.

'Just who is this guy?'

This gorilla-like-man didn't show up at the raid in the past and he had never met him even when he hunted the remnants of Yovannians back then, he simply had no idea.

If he was this strong, there was no way Alexander would forget about him because he always memorized worthy foes. Also, the mask he wore made it difficult to recognize his face.

Alexander funneled his mana into the sword and patiently waited. The moment the guy in black-attired shot toward him, he bounced backward and sent numerous slashes in the air.

As the man punched the soil, his attack successfully hit him and dust spread into the space. However, right after the dirt that filled the scenery was dismissed, the sight presented before him made Alexander dazed.

In contrast to those who instantly sliced after receiving his blow, the man stood straight and his body was still intact. Albeit the blood spurted out from cuts that covered his body, he didn't seem bothered by the wounds and did not let out a single shriek of pain.

However, what happened next made Alexander widen his eyes and he was beyond shocked. Smokes rose from the man's wounds and he could see how they slowly closed. The man jeered as his body was now completely healed, devoid of any single scratch.

'What in the world is he?'