Chronicles of Forgotten Extra - Chapter 94

Chapter 94: Don’t Notice Me?
Alden exited the office building.

His steps were steady, but his mind was anything but calm.

Everything was becoming more complicated with each passing day.

Should I accept Jeremy’s offer or reject it?

The benefits were undeniable.

Higher status, better access to resources, and most tempting of all—greater freedom within the academy.

With status came power.

With power came control and opportunities that were otherwise impossible to obtain.

But the cost?

A risk—a small but terrifying chance—that Jeremy could possess my body.

Alden still wasn’t entirely sure how Jeremy’s technique worked, but he knew one thing for certain.

If it were instant, he wouldn’t bother playing the long game and would’ve tried to possess the body of Lucien in the novel immediately.

The fact that Jeremy was going through the trouble of manipulating him meant the process took time.

That gave Alden some breathing room… but not much.

Still, rejecting the offer wouldn’t make Jeremy leave him alone.

No matter what choice he made, the danger was already here.

For now, he could only act carefully.

Lost in thought, he arrived at the dorms.

He pushed open the door to his room, exhaled softly, and decided to train.

He freshened up a bit and entered his private training room.

He needed to focus.

Right now, his priority was improving [Ruinous Severance]

His mastery was at 10%—a small amount for a technique so powerful.

He had decided to push it to at least 20% by the upcoming weekend.

Because once the weekend arrived, he had something far more important to do.

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A few days passed in a blur with Alden attending the academy in peace without much trouble. Alden took full advantage of the peace to train as much as he could.

He hadn’t reached his goal of reaching twenty percent, but he was near it. Only one percent away from his goal.

The weekend was finally here, and with it, Alden finally decided to set his plan in motion.

Today was the day.

A shiver of excitement coursed through his body as he double-checked his preparations.

He was going to Valloria—the imperial capital.

Students couldn’t leave the academy city without any proper reason, but there was one exception, and that is if they accept a mission.

He had arranged to take on a dungeon exploration mission, which served as a perfect excuse to leave the academy city.

The mission itself was simple: clearing an F-rank dungeon.

In this world, dungeons were ranked from G to SS.

G-rank dungeons housed relatively weak creatures, with a peak Advanced Novice as their boss.

Whereas SS-Rank dungeons, on the other hand, were terrifying domains where Overlord-class monsters reigned.

Currently there is no dungeon with a primordial rank monster boss. At least, none that had been discovered.

Even the novel never mentioned such a thing.

He had specifically chosen an F-rank dungeon not because he needed to, but because it was an easy alibi—a reason to leave unnoticed.

His real goal lay elsewhere.

The Black Market.

A place where rules meant nothing, where many rare artefacts, lost techniques, and forbidden goods exchanged hands freely.

It was a haven for illegal things.

And more importantly, it was situated near the capital city.

Alden couldn’t even understand how such an illegal market could exist so close to the imperial family without their knowledge.

Was the empire simply turning a blind eye? Or were they directly involved?

Either way, he didn’t care.

He was not just going there for his enjoyment or the thrill of some adventure.

He needed to buy some things before the first main event, which was drawing ever so close.

The most important thing he needed to buy?

A sheath.

Not just any sheath.

A special one.

It would be a crime to carry such a beautiful weapon in a normal sheath.

He was going to buy a special artifact sheath. And the Black Market was the only place where such an item might exist.

But that wasn’t all he needed.

Alden frowned, recalling his fight against Lucien.

He had overpowered Lucien in raw strength, but there had been a flaw in his movements.

He didn’t have a proper footwork technique.

He could use Shadow Steps, but that was ultimately a teleportation spell, not a movement technique.

It was great for surprise attacks, but he couldn’t just use it in direct combat.

That needed to change.

The Black Market sold many rare martial arts techniques, and if he was lucky, he could find something good there.

But there was one problem.

Money.

The Draven family provided him with some allowance after all; even if he was an illegitimate son, he was still an asset to the family.

While it was enough to live comfortably, it was nothing compared to what true elites had.

If he wanted some top-tier techniques, artifacts, or even potions, he needed a serious source of income.

He couldn’t invest in stocks as he didn’t know which were going to increase.

The novel never mentioned which stocks or businesses would succeed.

Why would it?

Lucien never had to worry about money. He was filthy rich being an imperial prince.

He didn’t need to make money, so nothing like that was mentioned.

Fortunately, he had a plan for earning money.

The Black Market wasn’t just a place to buy things. It was also a place to make money as well.

Illegal underground battles.

They were an unregulated battle.

High-stakes and ruthless.

In the novel, many skilled individuals made fortunes through these hidden arenas.

Some even built entire reputations there, gaining connections to powerful figures in the underworld.

Alden didn’t care about fame.

But money and combat experience?

That was an entirely different story.

Fighting against monsters who moved on instinct was one thing.

But fighting against humans who used any kind of tricks was difficult, and he needed to learn that.

His lips curled into a small smirk.

He wasn’t just going to spend money today. He was going to make some too.

With everything prepared, he checked the time. It was already noon, and he decided to leave already.

He grabbed his coat, adjusted the storage ring on his finger, and left his room. The door locked automatically behind him.

He had already packed all essential stuff in his storage ring.

The room locked automatically behind him.

He made his way towards the lift and entered it as he reached the ground floor.

He had expected it to be quiet, but unexpectedly it was very lively.

His eyes immediately landed on a group of students gathered near the cafeteria.

Aziel.

And he wasn’t alone.

Lucien. Seles. Dain. Aurelia. Cecilia.

The protagonist group.

Great.

He wasn’t interested.

He had no reason to interact with them—

Then he noticed something different.

Aziel was talking to Cecilia.

Wait.

Since when did Aziel talk to Cecilia?

Alden knew Aziel had a childhood crush on her, but in the original novel, he barely even interacted with her.

What changed?

Well, whatever.

It’s a good thing.

He felt happy for his friend.

Still—

No way in hell am I going there.

He immediately turned around, moving as quietly as possible to get past them.

Maybe if he was quick enough he could avoid them.

Don’t notice me, please. Don’t notice me…

Alden muttered in his mind.

But just then he heard a loud voice.

“~HEY, BRO”

It was Aziel, and he was as loud as ever.

FK Just my rotten luck.