Chronicles of Forgotten Extra-Chapter 128: Gloomy Girl?

Time passed in a blur, and soon, evening arrived.

Classes had been uneventful as ever.

After they ended, Alden made his way toward the library to return the books he had borrowed.

He didn't wait much as he dropped them quickly before heading back to the dorm.

The sky was painted a deep orange as the sun dipped below the horizon.

Students were walking through streets—some chatting in groups, others walking alone.

Alden, however, had only one thing on his mind.

The promised spar with Amyra.

But before he could reach the dorm…

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He saw something incredible.

A group of students were gathered in one of the open combined training grounds.

This training ground was situated near the library.

In the centre, a student with bright blue hair was sparring against another student.

A woman with black hair and purple eyes. She had a very gloomy and ghostly aura around her.

The blue-haired student wore an all-black uniform similar to Alden's, signalling he was also a top ten ranking student.

But unlike Alden, whose tie was red, the redhead wore a blue-coloured tie.

Alden knew what that meant.

He was a second-year student.

Whereas the girl wore a normal academy uniform and a blue tie. She was also from second year.

The fight looked more like a bullying than sparring…

At first, Alden ignored it.

Seniors sparring wasn't anything new.

Then—

BZZZZT—

A vibrant crimson blade extended from the blue-haired senior's weapon.

Alden's footsteps froze on the spot.

Whattttt?!!!!

A lightsabre.

Is that a fking lightsabre?

No, he realised a moment later—it was a mana weapon, shaped like a lightsabre.

A blade of concentrated energy, humming with power.

The senior smirked, spinning his weapon with practised ease.

The gloomy girl was a dual dagger user.

She circled the the blue haired senior warily.

The match began.

The lightsabre slashed through the air with a low sound, leaving glowing trails of light as the senior attacked.

The gloomy girl dodged, narrowly avoiding the strikes.

Alden had seen many weapons in this world, but this?

It was the peak of coolness.

Before he knew it, he had stopped walking.

He was completely absorbed in the fight.

The senior moved with precision, his blade deflecting attacks with controlled bursts of mana.

The opponent struggled, barely keeping up.

Just then—

Something unexpected happened.

Before Alden could even see what was happening.

The gloomy girl was behind the blue haired senior, her dagger was already around his neck.

What the hell was that??

What just happened?

How did she defeat him?

Did she have a special abilitiy or something?

Alden's ManaSync vibrated, breaking him out of his thoughts.

…Shit.

I am late.

He noted the features of the gloomy student, deciding to investigate it later before running towards the dorms.

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By the time Alden entered the dorm's common lobby, half an hour had already passed from the promised time.

He saw two familiar faces in the cafeteria within the common lobby.

Lucien and Seles were talking inside the cafeteria.

It seems they had returned from their mission.

I wonder what their mission was.

Well, it's none of my business.

They were busy with their conversation, so they didn't notice Alden walking towards the training room in the common lobby.

At least that's what Alden thought.

But Seles had already seen him, and she was just pretending to not notice him.

A sly smirk was present on her face.

Alden, unaware of what was cooking in her mind, entered the training room.

The training hall was massive—ten times the size of his personal one.

Various weapons were displayed along the walls for use by students.

A mana terminal was situated in the centre for adjusting the environment.

Even a few virtual reality capsules were present in the far corner.

A beautiful girl was standing in the centre of the room.

Unlike Alden, who was still wearing an academy uniform.

She was clad in a fitted bodysuit which highlighted her curves.

Her pale skin had no blemishes.

She looked like a goddess incarnate.

Every time Alden saw her, he couldn't help but think, How could such a beautiful person even exist?'

Alden had seen many beautiful girls.

Nyx, Cecilia, Aurelia, and even Seles were all far above normal standards.

But Amyra?

She was on a different level.

She was too perfect—so much so that it felt almost unreal.

But Alden wasn't focused on her.

His mind was still wandering to the cool lightsabre and the fight he had seen.

His mind was filled with questions.

But rather than thinking about the mysterious gloomy girl, his mind was focused on the cool lightsabre.

Can my Sword of Chaos also change into a lightsabre?

How cool would that be?

I can't wait to try it.

Well, first let's get this spar over with.

He looked at Amyra.

She did not look pleased.

Alden sighed internally.

Yep.

She's pissed, alright.

He could understand the reason.

He was late.

Amyra's purple eyes narrowed slightly. "You're late."

Alden scratched the back of his head. "Yeah, about that—"

"Spare me the excuse," she cut him off. "You wasted enough of my time. Let's start."

Her cold tone made it clear she wasn't in the mood for small talk.

Amyra was always cold.

But for some reason she looked extra cold today. Her gaze could probably even freeze molten lava.

Alden resigned himself to his fate.

He walked towards the arena in the centre.

Amyra did the same.

They soon arrived in front of the arena.

Amyra looked at him.

"Take this." She threw him a bracelet.

It was the mana suppression bracelet.

Alden was surprised.

Amyra was a mage, so her mana was her actual power.

But she was going to suppress it.

To be honest, all of this 'spar with me' idea seemed strange.

Amyra was a mage.

And mages were not close combatants.

They didn't fight with their bodies; rather, they attacked with spells from behind the scenes.

Although most mages also trained their bodies and close combat skills, it wasn't as much as close combatants.

He knew from the novel that Amyra excelled in close combat.

But how good could she even be?

Not many scenes of her actually fighting were shown.

In the few she was shown fighting, she overwhelmed her opponent with her magic spells.

So Alden didn't know about her skills properly.

Before he could think too much about it, she was already standing in the arena, waiting for him.

"Are you going to keep standing there?" She asked in a cold voice.

Alden didn't say much and just stepped inside the arena.

And just like that—

The spar began.