The Time I Got Reincarnated As An Extra - Chapter 109

Chapter 109: Meeting With Athena [2]
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The corrosive energy had messed with the brain after he used [Void Decay] on himself in the battle.

It was the only explanation for it.

And the only explanation to get those memories back was to remove those clots from his brain.

And the only person who could do that was…

Zephyra.

He had to wait now. Until she could finally piece his body back together.

The carriage stopped and Amon got off.

He handed the money to the driver and quietly approached the behemothic building in the distance.

It stood tall and wide with large window panes covering every inch of the building.

Coming near the entrance, Amon saw two guards stationed at the entrance.

“Halt. Identify yourself.” The guard demanded.

Stopping, Amon looked up and matched his gaze.

“Amon Ashford. Rank 2413. Here for an appointment with Athena Silvermoon.”

The guard who asked stared for some seconds in silence.

Then, he gestured inward to the guard standing next to him.

The other guard nodded and quickly ran in.

Amon and the first guard kept eye contact for a few minutes before the guard came outside.

“He’s allowed.” He reported to the first guard.

The latter nodded and quickly gave him a card.

“Take this inside with you. After you are done and come outside, you have to give this back to us.” He explained.

Nodding, Amon took the card and headed inside the building.

He stored it inside his ring as soon as he stepped in and approached the receptionist.

She was a fairly youthful young lady in her mid-20s.

“Greetings, how may I help you?”

“I want to ask where Ms. Athena’s office is,” Amon asked.

Though he already knew where it was because of the novel, he still had to ask to not look suspicious.

“Sure. Please head up to the top floor and the only office there is Ma’am Athena’s.” She explained.

Amon nodded and she flashed him a farewell smile.

Heading to the elevator, he stepped inside.

The building had a total of 80 floors and the highest floor was obviously Athena’s, who was the vice-principal of the academy.

Clicking on the respective button, Amon leaned back on the wall of the elevator.

Immediately, the elevator started to move upward at a fast pace.

This was different from the speed back in his world. It was because this elevator operated on [Gravity] magic.

It had mana cores that were filled with gravitational mana embedded into its interior that activated with a button.

Depending upon the property embedded into the core, it used that to function.

In just 10 minutes of stopping, getting more people, and letting them off on other floors, Amon was finally up at the top floor.

Coming out of the elevator, he entered a vast space.

It was completely empty except for the purple carpet that followed up to an exquisitely crafted dark brown wooden door.

Walking up to the door, he knocked.

A light tap resounded in the space 3 times.

Instantly, Athena’s monotonous crisp voice resounded in his ears.

“Come in.”

Her instant reaction was attributed to the fact that she had complete control over the space on this floor.

Sensing his presence was just a menial task for her.

Amon opened the wooden door lightly.

CREAK~

Entering the room, he turned back and quietly closed the door.

He turned back again and observed the room.

It was a classical medieval-style office with bookshelves made of dark oak.

The walls were painted light brown and the books were neatly arranged.

The pungent smell of ink was in the air as many scriptures were neatly ordered on his side.

In front of him, a few meters away, was a large dark oak table with a quill and many papers displayed on it.

The room gave off a very scholarly and studious vibe and smell which was expected from Athena.

However, what captured the most attention in the room was the lady sitting on the chair behind the table.

With long amethyst hair that cascaded down her back and were neatly set using hair ornaments and inky black eyes, Athena had a blank look on her face.

She was wearing a casual white regal blouse with a purple shawl draped over her shoulders.

As she looked up at him, her inky black eyes locked with his abyssal black ones.

They seemed to capture him whole in them as if they were a spatial rupture that sucked him in.

Despite her monotonous attitude, Amon couldn’t help but accept the fact that she was more beautiful than the whole main cast except Elizabeth.

She was simply otherworldly.

“Take a seat.” She gestured to a seat in front of her.

Nodding, Amon quietly settled down on the seat in front of her.

“I’m sure Arthur already filled you in on why I called you here?” She asked.

Amon nodded.

He noticed that she was referring to Arthur in a casual tone.

She probably knew that he had experienced his casual side and gotten used to it.

“Can you use [Void] right now?” She asked.

“Yes, I can.” He answered and spoke for the first time.

“Go ahead. Show me what you can do.” She asked before flicking her fingers.

Immediately, a training dummy appeared next to his chair.

“Use everything that you can on this dummy.” She ordered.

Nodding, Amon grabbed the arm of the dummy with his hand, which was coated purple now.

Instantly, the metallic arm started to rust before disintegrating in a few seconds.

Cracks started to spread fast on his hand and he quickly stopped as a piercing pain went through his body.

He coughed hard on the side with pain. He would have definitely spouted blood if he had it.

But what terrified him more was the sudden feminine scream he heard at the back of his mind.

It was subtle. Not something he could hear without focus.

And at the same time, it was filled with pain, as if the person was being burnt alive.

And the worst part was…

He recognized the scream.

It was Zephyra. She was suffering because of him using [Void] in this form.

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