I Became The Novel's Biggest Antagonist

Chapter 91 Adam Convincing Lunevy

"where exactly are we supposed to look?" luke sighed, already sounding exhausted.

the sun blazed mercilessly overhead, making the task even more grueling.

"in your ass," stephen snapped, irritated by luke's constant complaints.

"pfft!"

luke frowned, but before he could retort, agatha stifled a laugh. her amusement earned a sharp glare from him, though she didn't seem particularly fazed.

still, the heat was taking its toll on everyone, including agatha, whose brow was slick with sweat. it had been half an hour, and they'd found nothing.

to make matters worse, they couldn't just demolish the site to search for cavities beneath the rubble. this land belonged to irisdina's father, and the consequences of damaging it were something none of them wanted to face.

"do you have any leads, adam?" julius asked.

adam, kneeling on one knee with his palm pressed to the ground, shook his head. "nothing."

he had been scanning for traces of demonic entities below the surface. if krainel's ally had still been there, adam could have tracked him. unfortunately, the area was devoid of any presence.

he considered using his other abilities—assuming ivan's form or using isaac's eyes—but doing so here wasn't an option. the risks were too high.

adam stood, brushing off the dirt as he glanced around. the world order members could push forward, but the other three were visibly struggling. they hadn't even stopped to eat, rushing here immediately after spotting luna-evelyn earlier. this presented an opportunity.

"we should take a short break," adam said.

"finally!" luke exclaimed, collapsing onto the ground as if his legs had given out.

"what break? they can rest, but we don't need to stop. let's keep going," stephen argued, as always against adam.

adam remained composed, turning his gaze toward stephen. "we should keep an eye on them. do you want to risk a demon showing up with the book of asmodeus? they'd make easy targets for hostages—or worse, get killed. unless, of course, a member of the world order is prepared to take responsibility for that?"

"you—!" stephen's face immediately contorted when adam dissed him quickly.

"yes, yes, you two can bicker later," ophelia interrupted, stepping in before the argument could escalate further. she grabbed stephen by the arm and dragged him away.

julius chuckled, shaking his head at the scene already becoming familiar. "alright, let's rest for a bit," he said, following after them.

irisdina, luke, and agatha had already settled on nearby boulders, each clutching bottles of water and drinking greedily.

everyone had gathered to rest—except luna-evelyn.

"the human body," adam's eyes, usually detached, gleamed with a rare intensity. it was a reflection, a subtle echo of the same awe and fascination that had consumed his adopted father, victor frankenstein, in his pursuit of the limitations of the human body and that adam had inherited.

"the human body...is the most magnificent and complex machine ever conceived. a sublimed interconnected systems, a marvel of biological engineering. and your body... is a true evidence to the beauty and resilience of the human form. it is the most beautiful specimen i have ever encountered here."

"ah..."

lunevy's eyes widened, her mouth agape in surprise. adam's words, though seemingly clinical, resonated with an unexpected intimacy. obviously she knew what he meant but still his words sounded embarrassingly like a confession of admiration, a compliment that left her flustered.

"that's why, do not damage such a wonder. nourish it, respect it, and it will serve you well. you have a unique gift, miss luna-evelyn. you should appreciate it. do you understand?"

luna-evelyn could only nod silently. explore more stories with empire

"good," adam said simply, placing the glass gently on her palm he was holding. "now rest."

without another word, luna-evelyn moved to join the others, her earlier seriousness and insistence replaced by a rare, almost subdued silence. adam's attempt to force her to rest had taken on an unexpected gravity, turning into something akin to an impromptu but deeply moving speech. it was classic adam—unintentional yet long and impactful—and it carried its own distinct charm.

the people who had witnessed it also had quite reactions.

"this is the most beautiful confession i've ever heard," agatha murmured, her cheeks tinged with a rosy flush.

"wait—was that even a confession? he just told her to rest!" stephen shouted, looking completely bewildered.

"stephen," julius said, laughing. "can your brain even handle processing more than five words at a time?" he shook his head, amused.

"what did you say?!"

"don't start already," ophelia laughed before looking at adam gently.

while she knew it wasn't a confession, the way adam had spoken—the sincerity in his tone, the gentleness of his actions—made it feel like one. and for teenagers eager for drama, it was enough to spark misunderstandings.

"i... i think i'm in love," agatha suddenly muttered, drawing all eyes to her.

"huh? agatha?!" luke blurted, staring at her in shock.

agatha sighed wistfully. "if only someone would do that for me..."

irisdina, meanwhile, quietly observed adam. for the first time, she felt an unexpected twinge of jealousy toward a woman about a man. adam's demeanor was stoic, even detached, yet there was a unique sincerity in his actions—a rare charm that seemed entirely unintentional. adam probably wasn't even aware of it himself, which only made it more captivating.

luna-evelyn settled onto a boulder, holding the glass carefully in both hands to feel the coolness against her palms. she'd recovered somewhat from her earlier embarrassment and watched adam as he walked away, hands casually tucked into his pockets.

she knew better than to ask why he wasn't resting with them. he'd likely come up with a convenient excuse, deflecting attention as he always did. normally, she'd have ignored it and minded her own business. but after what he'd said, she expected at least that he'd take part in their break.

but... his words lingered in her mind, resonating deeply in a way no one's ever had—except, perhaps, krainel's.