I Became The Novel's Biggest Antagonist

Chapter 145 Adam And Lyanna Solaria

"Wow, is that really you, Adam?" Lea asked, stepping back to admire her handiwork.

She had just finished styling Adam's white hair, slicking it back in a stylish manner, and had even added a touch of makeup to give his pale skin a healthier glow. She might've gone a little overboard with the extra touches—none of which Adam had asked for—but the deed was done.

Adam, however, barely spared his reflection a glance as he stood up.

"You're going to drive all the ladies wild, Adam," Lea teased with a mischievous grin.

"Was that really necessary, though?" Lyanna cut in, arms crossed. "Isn't he just here to check on the bride and her soon-to-be husband?"

"A doctor is needed in case of emergencies," Adam replied swiftly. Continue reading stories on My Virtual Library Empire

The real reason, though, had nothing to do with medical duty. He wasn't leaving without the Book of Asmodeus. He needed to see it with his own eyes, to study it thoroughly.

Lyanna eyed him thoughtfully, tapping her chin. "You seem oddly dedicated despite having such a lifeless expression." Then, before he could respond, she added, "Anyway, I'm coming with you. I want to get a look at the man marrying my niece."

"That won't be ing with me," she interrupted, grabbing his arm and pulling him toward the door.

Before leaving, she placed her palm against the wooden frame, casting a protective barrier over it to ensure no unwelcome visitors could enter. But as she did, a thought struck her.

"Now that I think about it... how did a mere guard break through my spell earlier?" She muttered, throwing Adam a curious glance.

Adam kept his expression neutral. The truth was, there had been no guard—it was him who had undone her spell. But he wasn't about to admit that.

"He must've been a strong one," Adam said vaguely.

"Oh? And what did he look like?"

"I don't really remember people I don't care about," Adam replied, lying through his teeth.

Lyanna scoffed. "For someone who seems smart, you sure act like an idiot sometimes." She gave him a once-over. "And you're awfully young for a doctor... What are you, late teens? Same age as my niece, at best."

Adam said nothing, simply letting her assumptions be. It was easier that way.

"Wouldn't your parents be worried?" Lyanna asked, glancing at Adam.

"I don't have any parents," Adam replied. "And I'm more than capable of taking care of myself."

"Oh? Did I hit a sore spot?" Lyanna smirked, clearly enjoying herself.

Adam abruptly stopped walking and turned to face her. His hazel eyes were unreadable as he studied her. "You're what... five, maybe seven years older than me at most? And from what you implied earlier, no man has ever touched your hymen." He said seriously. "I, on the other hand, lost my purity long ago and have taken a woman's as well. If anything, that makes me more experienced than you, Miss Lyanna."

Lyanna's face instantly turned red—not out of embarrassment alone, but from sheer indignation. Furious, she grabbed Adam's shirt and yanked him closer. "Do you even hear yourself? You and your words! Don't say embarrassing things like that in public you stupid..."

Adam remained utterly unbothered, simply looking down at her with indifference. Slowly, he raised a hand and placed it over hers, his fingers lightly touching the fabric of his shirt.

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about," he said. "Virginity is valuable. A woman who chooses to wait for the right man is admirable compared to those who throw it away carelessly. I respect that."

She liked that.

She, too, didn't give a damn about the opinions of nobles—their expectations that she act like a proper lady, or their schemes to marry her off for political gain.

"I have a request," Adam suddenly said.

Lyanna raised a brow. "Oh? You're making requests now?" She smirked, half-amused, half-exasperated. Was he bold, or just completely oblivious to his situation? "Let's hear it."

Adam, of course, took her seriously. "I need a full list of all guests, including their names. Especially the foreign ones. Also, I want copies of every invitation that was sent personally by the royals."

"Great. Do you want a coffee as well?"

"I don't drink coffee," Adam replied flatly. "Caffeine stimulates the cardiovascular system, which can lead to rapid heartbeat and palpitations."

Lyanna let out a sigh. "Are you aware that your smart-ass remarks can be really annoying?"

"If they annoy people, it's only because they know I'm right and they're wrong," Adam said arrogantly.

Lyanna stared at him, genuinely puzzled. "Did you really have a girlfriend? Actually lose your virginity? I have a hard time believing it."

Adam fell silent.

His mind drifted to Genevia. That night.

They had been enemies then—yet, despite that, they had given each other their first times. It had been foolish, reckless... but that was how deeply they had loved each other. Their bond had felt unbreakable, like they were soulmates. They had sworn never to part.

But after Victor Frankenstein's death, everything changed. Left to forge their own paths, Adam and Genevia had made their choices—choices that slowly pulled them apart.

Genevia had envisioned a world of justice, equality, and forgiveness. Adam, however, believed in absolute justice. The worthy—those he called Upper Values—would live to create a better world. The unworthy—Under Values—would be erased.

Their goal had been the same: to change the world, just as their adoptive father had wished. But the longer they walked, the more their paths diverged.

Genevia had always been destined for greatness—gifted in combat, powerful in mana. Meanwhile, Adam was born with none. But he had inherited something else. Victor Frankenstein's unparalleled knowledge of science and anatomy. Victor had taught him everything he knew, and Adam had gone beyond it—crossing into the realm of the taboo.

That was the day it became clear. The way Genevia had looked at him...

If he ever had to die, she would be the one to kill him.

"..."

Lyanna noticed Adam's silence but chose not to press further. They had reached the groom's chamber anyway.

She placed a hand on the door, deactivating the barrier before stepping inside.

"Oh?" Her brows furrowed. There were more people inside than expected.

"..." One of the women—a blonde breathtaking beauty with red eyes—parted her lips slightly, her gaze settling on Adam in shock.

It was Luna-Evelyn.