The Extra Villain: I Made a Contract With The Dragon Empress!-Chapter 340: Nysera’s Plea for Help (1)

Merlin turned toward the voice and saw someone he never would have expected—Nysera.

She stood there calmly in her academy uniform. Her skirt was short, reaching her thighs, and she wore alluring white stockings.

Her silver hair was tied into a high ponytail, with a dragon-scale-shaped ribbon hanging from the right side of her head.

Her beauty was mesmerizing, yet sharp as a rose thorn. The male students could only stare in awe, none of them daring to approach.

Margaret, Luna, Catrine, Monica, and Liora were startled by Nysera's sudden appearance.

Margaret, Luna, and Catrine, in particular, immediately became cautious.

Although the three of them often argued and believed they were the perfect match for Merlin, they shared one unspoken agreement—no other girl was allowed to enter that competition.

If someone tried, they would work together to kick out any girl bold enough to challenge them.

And now, Nysera had appeared out of nowhere, making them panic and grow wary.

On the other hand, Merlin remained calm and relaxed. He smiled and asked, "What's the matter?"

Seeing his calm expression, Nysera felt a slight stir in her heart. But she quickly composed herself and said honestly, "I want to talk to you about something. If it's not too much trouble, could you spare a moment?"

Before Merlin could answer, Luna suddenly interrupted.

"Merlin, don't agree to it. Don't you remember how arrogant she was before? I think she has bad intentions toward you."

Margaret took a bite of a chicken drumstick and nodded in agreement.

"Luna's right. You'd better just refuse."

Even Catrine, who was usually indifferent and cold, chimed in.

"Brother, don't get involved with her. I feel like she's not a good person."

Nysera: "…"

The corner of her mouth twitched, and the urge to slap all three of them surged inside her.

If they wanted to mock her, they could at least lower their voices. Despite Nysera's usual indifference, their words still cut deep.

But there was nothing she could do except wait for Merlin's response.

She hoped he would accept her request, because there was something truly important she wanted to discuss. But if Merlin refused, she didn't know when she would get another chance.

To her relief, Merlin wasn't listening to the three of them. He stood up and pinched Luna's and Catrine's cheeks.

"Do you think I don't know what you're thinking?" he snorted. "And have you forgotten that I defeated Nysera so decisively before? What could she possibly do to me?"

"Ugh…" Nysera clutched her chest, which ached as if it had been pierced by an arrow.

She thought only those three girls had uncontrollable mouths, but it turned out Merlin did too!

That really hurt!

Luna and Catrine exchanged glances and smiled awkwardly. They hadn't expected Merlin to see through them so easily.

Merlin shook his head, then let go of their cheeks and turned toward Nysera.

"Let's go."

Nysera steadied her emotions and nodded. Afterward, she led Merlin away from the cafeteria.

"I feel uneasy about that girl," Liora remarked as she cut a piece of chocolate cake and took a bite. "I feel like she doesn't have good intentions toward Merlin."

The others, except Monica, nodded in agreement. Monica sipped her chocolate milkshake and said a little sheepishly, "Isn't that a bit… over the top? I mean, Nysera has never been mean to us. She just likes to fight people stronger than her."

Suddenly, all eyes turned to her, making her panic.

"I-I didn't mean to defend her! It's just… Nysera doesn't seem mean at all." Her voice trailed off as she lowered her head shyly.

"Pfft!" Margaret giggled and waved her hand. "Don't worry. We're just surprised you can actually defend someone too. That's kind of unexpected."

Luna, Catrine, and Liora nodded in agreement.

Monica let out a sigh of relief and smiled again.

"But now that I think about it… Nysera's body is really something, isn't it? Just look at how developed she is compared to us. Ugh… is it even normal for a girl our age?" Margaret growled, clearly jealous.

She had a great figure and pretty looks too, but compared to Nysera, she still fell a few points short.

"You're right." This time, Luna agreed, her eyes filled with envy as she glanced down at her own chest. "I've always been confident in my appearance, but in front of Nysera, I feel inferior. Is it because she's from the dragon race that she has that kind of advantage?"

Luna could be described as curvy and well-proportioned, but Nysera seemed to defy common sense.

Her figure—especially her chest—was so striking that Luna felt both jealous and nervous, afraid Merlin might end up captivated by her. After all, he was a boy.

The conversation drifted into more suggestive topics. Only Monica stayed silent, quietly eating her food.

But every now and then, her eyes would drift to her small chest.

'Does Merlin… like bigger ones?' she whispered, her expression sinking into sadness.

***

Merlin and Nysera walked side by side. Occasionally, Nysera glanced at him, her eyes filled with curiosity.

Merlin noticed, but he remained calm, pretending not to.

Soon, they arrived at a courtyard near the cafeteria. Not far away stood two twin trees, each about two meters tall, and they stopped beneath them.

"So…" Merlin turned to face her, his expression calm. "What do you want to talk about?"

At the same time, he whispered, "Status panel."

[STATUS]

Name: Nysera Zarkhiel

Age: Over 100

Identity: Exiled Princess of the Silver Dragon Clan

Talent: S-Rank

Rank: Fifth Stage

Bloodline: Silver Dragon King (Gold Grade)

Bloodline Status: Not Yet Awakened

Favorability: 40

When he saw her favorability level, Merlin was surprised. He clearly remembered that Nysera's affection had only been 20 points before, but now it had risen to 40.

The increase was unexpected, especially since Merlin had defeated her so decisively—and even humiliated her in front of everyone.

'Could she be a masochist?'

As that thought crossed his mind, his heart fluttered slightly. He had never met a masochistic girl in person.

But in his previous life, he had seen plenty of them on certain restricted websites visited by men from all over the world.

Nysera, of course, had no idea what was going through Merlin's head.

She inhaled softly and said, "First of all, I want to thank you for not killing me in that arena."

She bowed at a forty-five-degree angle. "I know I was insolent back then. I even tried to kill you during that fight. But you forgave me and only knocked me unconscious. Once again… thank you."

Sometimes, she lost control when facing an opponent stronger than her. She knew it wasn't good, but her monster instincts were so strong that she unconsciously gave in.

Merlin smiled and casually waved his right hand.

"Don't worry about it. It doesn't mean anything," he replied calmly.

Nysera let out a sigh of relief. Then she straightened up, her expression turning serious.

"The second thing…" She stared at him intensely. "This concerns you, Merlin Clay. Are you…" Her eyes narrowed sharply. "A descendant of the Divine Dragon Calystron?"