The Time I Got Reincarnated As An Extra - Chapter 103

Chapter 103: Sound, Void and Sun [3]
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Amon looked at Daniel and smiled apologetically.

“Forgive me Daniel, but I have alcohol intolerance.”

Daniel squinted his eyes a little but then, he relented.

“Oh. That’s disappointing. And here I thought we could share some tales of our lives.”

He set one glass in front of him and started to drink the other.

“You know Amon, I have taken quite a liking to you.” He sipped his wine.

“I’m so glad to hear that Daniel!” Amon exclaimed in turn.

He chuckled and raised his glass.

“It’s no big thing, we are quite similar after all.” His voice started to layer.

It had started.

He was infusing his voice with miasma now and in a much higher density.

In the novel, it was described that the deeper and layered the voice got, the more miasma he was infusing.

Of course, he was doing it extremely carefully in order to not trigger the miasma sensors.

They were still in experimentation so they were still not perfect.

It was also described that the voice would echo multiple times in the target’s mind.

It would start to settle and take over them by each second.

Fortunately for Amon, he felt none of those things.

An indicator that his voice had no effect on him.

Nevertheless, Amon still mimicked the effects that Michael got in the novel.

The past 2 weeks, he had been training continuously to mimic the expressions and the effects that Michael got in the novel.

Trying his best to observe from the current time, remember from the novel and put it on his face.

And though he succeeded in mimicking the initial expressions and gestures, he had no doubt he would be caught later on.

Hopefully, the situation would be solved by then.

“I also once used to be an orphan and a bottom ranker at the academy. No matter how hard I tried, I failed to push through.” Daniel spoke further.

Amon nodded subtly, his eyes turning more hazy.

“I see..”

He didn’t know if Daniel was telling these stories because he wanted to or because the wine was making him do it.

Though, if he had to go for one, it would be the former.

“I thought it was the end of the road for me. I was such an elegant and hardworking cadet. I tried my best.” He rubbed his hands.

Mimicking what Michael did in the novel, Amon brought his hands to his head.

“That must have been so hard….. on you Daniel…” He said, his voice lazy and also tinged with frustration.

Daniel smirked, something that Amon wasn’t able to see but was informed by Zephyra.

“But you see, it wasn’t the end of the line for me. God smiled down at me and granted me power like none other. And now here I am, among the top 20 teachers here.” His voice reverberated deep in the atmosphere.

It was so deep that even Michael and Elizabeth were able to hear it.

Amon’s eyes were completely misty now, as if a veil had descended upon them.

His body was limping, like he had no control over it anymore.

Unbeknownst to Daniel though, there were two minor threads that were currently coiled around Amon’s fingers.

Both were so thin that he was unable to see them and even if he did sense them, he must have ignored them.

The mana energy that the [Void] element gave off was very similar to [Space].

After all [Void] was essentially, at its core, manipulation and making of space.

Just that you could also corrupt space using [Void] and also use it, something that [Space] was unable to do.

In any case, the spatial energy blended in with the energy of the room, which normally made it impossible for Daniel to detect.

And even if he did, he could never suspect Amon of it, considering he only had [Blood].

He didn’t notice the single thread that was slowly coiling around his ankle.

The other thread had slid under the sofa and reached the location of Michael.

It wasn’t that hard to control them.

Through a week of training, Amon could now at least control 6 threads consecutively.

Though his focus would decrease because of the increasing pain, which disrupted his ability to simultaneously control them.

Daniel looked at Amon, smirking at his complete control over him.

“Now drink the wine…” He ordered.

There was no way to escape it now. Amon refused to ever drink any sort of alcohol in wine.

It was because this shit was the cause why his family died in that car crash.

His parents were both drunk…

If he was disgusted before the deaths, he absolutely loathed it after.

Nodding, Amon extended his hand to grab the glass.

But at that moment, Daniel’s voice echoed in his ear.

“You know, you can drop the act. There’s no need to continue.”

It was a chilling cold voice.

However, despite the horrifying words, Amon was completely calm and turned to face him.

It wasn’t like he hadn’t expected it.

His expression was stoic.

“How? How did you manage to evade the effects of my magic?” He asked, his face intrigued.

Amon didn’t say anything.

He kept staring at him wordlessly. Or more accurately, controlled his threads.

“I wasn’t able to notice it before because of your perfect mimicking but midway through, it all became clear to me.” His voice resounded.

From his expression, he looked quite amused and intrigued.

“But how did you know of this and why were you mimicking? Did you know from the start?” He asked.

He took a small pause to see if Amon would speak but the latter said nothing.

“But then again, I should have expected it. From the start, every plan of mine has failed because of you.”

His tone was growing more chilly now.

Daniel sighed.

“It’s really surprising why you aren’t affected by magic. But in any case, I’m quite disappointed Amon.” He stared at him.

Amon kept looking at him with a blank face, still not saying anything.

“You were such a great prospect…” For a moment, disappointment flickered in his eyes.

Then, his amusement started to turn cold and his gaze turned icy.

And the next words that came out of him were completely merciless, and lacking any emotion.

“But I’m afraid I’ll have to kill you now…” He brought his hand near Amon’s brain.

The latter was completely calm till the next moment.

And just as Daniel was about to flick his fingers, suddenly in the same hand, a device appeared out of thin air.

A mana bomb…

Before the man could elicit any reaction, Amon grabbed his hand from his own hand, which was glowing in a purple hue.

Or more accurately…

He grabbed the mana bomb.

“I apologize but I still have my life to live.” His neutral words came out of his mouth.

Daniel, who’s eyes were wide open at the sudden move, recovered and tried to punch Amon in the face with the same hand.

Unfortunately for him and to his immense surprise, in the next moment, Amon vanished from his spot.

Just like before, the latter was unable to show any reaction before the mana bomb in his hand exploded.

And along with that, a sharp slicing pain was delivered to his ankle.