The Extra's Odyssey

I rubbed my hands to warm them in this cold weather while recalling the meeting with John.

At this moment, John, or Klyntarn, was lying low. I did not need to worry about him.

What I needed to look out for was making sure Tristan doesn't come across John's real identity.

In the novel, Tristan found out who John was and this event ultimately led to Lilith's death.

Ting-

My device rang signaling an incoming message.

[I_like_to_suck: I've prepared a fake ID for all of us. Should I register for a guild or a mercenary group?]

Reading Tristan's message, my brows jumped in surprise. It only took a few days to forge ID for all of us.

[You: Good job.]

[You: No, don't register for any of those. We won't be joining those businesses.]

[I_like_to_suck: Ok]

[I_like_to_suck: Also, I thought I should report this. Apparently, Chloe vanished from the gang during the time the tournament was running in Underworld. She came back the next day. Other than this there are no suspicious movements from her side.]

[You: Keep monitoring her but don't go overboard]

[You: What is the progress with the Elixir extraction?]

[I_like_to_suck: Miller said they will take it slow. They need to be careful to make sure Chloe doesn't know about it.]

[You: Anything else?]

[I_like_to_suck: Actually, yes. It's about Miller.]

[I_like_to_suck: He is training with the twins.]

I tilted my head. What was wrong with that?

[You: I told him to train]

[I_like_to_suck: Yes, but he is training with a shield]

"Ah!"

I understood what Tristan was trying to say.

Miller stigma works with a shield. Tristan doesn't know this, but given Miller's weak physique, he must've been wondering why Miller was training as a tank.

"Why is training with his shield, though? Did he have a change of heart?"

Miller, although had a carefree nature, he was just as stubborn when it came to his ideals. He proved this in his fight against Vile Reaper.

Talking with Tristan a bit, I came to know that Miller has been behaving differently after he came back from his gang. Since then, he has been acting cheerful and working hard.

I was about to close the chat, but I recalled the other matter I gave to Tristan.

[You: Did you buy the materials I told you to buy ?]

[I_like_to_suck: I got a few and made calls for others. They should be delivered in a few days.]

[You: Tell me if you lack funds]

My curse would need a lot of materials to be created.

I had given Tristan the list of things he needed to buy. The money he was using was what I earned from the tournament.

Though, it would take two more months before I could get the curse.

For the main ingredient, a Royal demon's core, I needed to wait for the end of the semester to get it.

I sent Tristan one last message before closing the app.

[You: Buy a short-range teleportation magic spell and have Evelyn learn it.]

Even short-range teleportation was Rank 5 magic.

Evelyn might not be able to learn it, but it should be possible for her to create an inferior version of it.

I wanted to learn magic too. At this moment, my only lead was Evelyn.

Deconstructing and constructing a new magic circle with its chants will help her with her training.

I wasn't expecting results anytime soon, though.

Although she was a genius, it would take her a year before she reached that level. I was giving her a Rank 5 spell because spatial magic was her specialty in the novel.

It should be easier for her to train with it.

I stood out in the cold for another few minutes before the people who would brief me came.

"Cadet Nathan Hunt?"

A man with short trimmed blue hair and pale skin walked up to me.

His skin was paler than anyone I knew, and his eyes were lifeless. He didn't look cheerless, he had a friendly air about him, rather he simply looked 'lifeless'.

Following closely behind him was a woman who looked like she'd just stepped out of an advertisement for high-end cosmetics. Her skin was also as white as snow and her caramel hair fell in waves down her back.

She had the sort of face that could make others fall into despair at first glance; making them feel inferior.

The woman had a bright smile on her face as she stood behind the man.

Both of them were sporting 3rd year top 25 cadet uniforms, white cadet attires with orange lining, and looked to be in their early 20s.

With each rank-up, the bodies of awakeners undergo a growth spurt, till their body achieves optimal growth, then they age more slowly with subsequent rank-ups.

"Yes, it's me."

At my affirmation, the man walked up to me with a hand on his chin.

He scrutinized my face as if doing an inspection and kept nodding to himself.

"Hmm… you have potential."

He actively circled me with his lifeless face and finally stood before me.

"However, the potential is nothing without the correct mindset. Tell me…"

Placing his palms on top of my shoulders, he looked me in the eye.

I couldn't help but gulp.

"Boobs or butts?"

"Thig-Da fock?"

I almost answered, but then I realized what he had asked. I was surprised, to say the least.

He shook his head and repeated himself.

"Boo-"

Bang-!

However, before he could utter a word, he was struck by something invisible and blown away. His body crashed into the nearest building, destroying a reinforced wall in the process.

"I shouldn't have let him speak."

The woman had a disgusted expression on her face as she glanced at the man's crash site.

She shook her head and turned to me with a bright smile. The change was so swift that I felt my skills to be lacking when compared to hers.

"I'm 3rd year Rank 5 Jessica Rowena and he is, uhm.. forget him, you didn't see him."

The walls that were destroyed by the man's body were reinforced to take mid-Enma rank's attack with ease.

Gulp-

'Is he alive?'

The people around didn't pay any attention to us, or to the possible murder that just transpired, making me believe that maybe this wasn't the first time this happened, or possibly it was a common occurrence.

The man, who I had assumed to be dead, walked back with a wronged expression.

"Why did you hit me like that? At least wait till I become a man before killing me."

He held his brain, which was threatening to fall off from the newly made opening, and put it back. With his other hand, he placed his eyeball back and then drank a potion.

"Don't be scared of her. Look at me, I will never give up until I succeed!"

He whispered by my side whilst making sure that Jessica could hear him.

His tone as he spoke each word told me of the sincerity he held toward his goal.

"Ward doesn't forbid relationships of any kind. Some girls especially dig guys like you. Go wild!"

I absentee-mindedly nodded my head.

His gross appearance had jump-started my memories.

'Jack Kizenkato, a member of Round Table, will betray along with Cadmus during the 3rd year. His stigma [Zombie] makes him nearly immortal. His stigma, combined with his natural talent for fighting, earned him the title 'Immortal Warmachine'.'

Looking at him now, no one would consider that he was going to become one of the most feared villains in the future.

'Did I meet two of the big names in one day? What luck.'

"Don't worry, I'll be with you until you pop yo-krrrrr"

Thud-

Jessica mercilessly electrocuted him until he lost consciousness.

Then, with a cheerful smile, she opened her mouth.

"You didn't meet him. You didn't meet anyone else from the Student Council other than me today, isn't it?"

I nodded my head.

The slightly burnt smell of fat beneath told me that she would make sure no one shall know of the disgrace of the student council and see the light of the next day.

"Here, this will serve as a temporary ID that will allow you to enter the Student Council building."

She passed me the ID while holding Jack up with his collar.

Jessica gave Jack one last disgusted look and dragged his body back.

I looked at their departing figure and then at my surrounding.

No one was batting an eye at the current spectacle.

"Are there normal cadets in this school?"

Damn

I felt like the odd one out as the only normal person here.