Transmigrated extra with mangakyo sharagan : rewritten - Chapter 46

Chapter 46: chapter 46

The Storm Before the Hunt

Alden lay on his dorm bed, staring at the ceiling, deep in thought. The soft glow of the mana lamp flickered slightly as the night wind rattled the windows. The Expedition Trial was only hours away, and while everyone else was excited, he knew better.

This wasn’t just some simple training mission.

This was an event of critical importance.

A crucial turning point for the protagonist and main cast in the original game.

The Verdant Shadow Woods was infamous for its dangers. Not only did it house various magical beasts, but deep within the forest, powerful foes lurked—mercenaries, rogue mages, and creatures far beyond what students should normally face.

In the game’s story, Leonhardt and the others would grow significantly during this event. Their battles would push them beyond their limits, unlocking latent potential and raising their ranks. Some would gain new abilities, others would face near-death encounters that would shape their future.

Alden wasn’t worried about their survival.

He was worried about how much he should intervene.

Normally, the protagonist and his companions would return from the expedition much stronger. Leonhardt would awaken his true affinity for lightning, Alicia would push her fire magic to a new level, and Seraphina would unlock her glacial domain ability.

If Alden interfered too much, he might alter the flow of events in a way that would cause unpredictable consequences.

“…Tch. Annoying,” he muttered.

Should he stay passive? Should he step in if things went wrong?

As if sensing his thoughts, a soft, amused voice echoed from beside him.

“Overthinking again, huh?”

Alden turned his head toward the sleek black katana leaning against the wall.

Kurenai.

Ever since the soul bond had formed between them, his katana had occasionally spoken to him. A consciousness hidden within the blade, cryptic yet oddly familiar.

“I’d rather be over-prepared than under-prepared,” Alden replied.

“You worry too much.”

A soft yip came from the corner of the room.

A pair of golden eyes peered up at him from atop his desk, a small white fox curled up lazily.

Shiranui, his nine-tailed fox companion, blinked at him, tails swishing. “He’s always like this, Kurenai. It’s part of his charm.”

Alden sighed, rubbing his temples. “You two are way too comfortable talking like this.”

“Well, I am your sword,” Kurenai said with a hint of amusement. “And I can feel your tension through our bond. So maybe lighten up a bit?”

Shiranui rolled onto her back, stretching. “Besides, worrying won’t change anything. Just go with the flow.”

Alden closed his eyes for a moment, exhaling. He understood the risks, but he wasn’t the same weak noble who got kicked out of his house.

He was Alden Blackwood now.

And whether fate wanted him involved or not…

He would survive.

—

Morning of the Expedition

The academy courtyard was buzzing with life. Groups of students gathered in formation, some adjusting their equipment while others exchanged excited chatter. The ranking duels had already begun shaping new rivalries, and for many, this was another chance to prove themselves.

The S-Class students stood separately, their presence radiating confidence.

Alden stood with his group—the main cast.

Leonhardt adjusted the strap of his sword sheath, looking eager. “This is going to be interesting.”

Alicia smirked, cracking her knuckles. “About time we did something real.”

Seraphina stood with arms crossed, her silver hair catching the morning light. “Don’t get reckless.”

Luca Ashenpaw stretched, his beastkin instincts sharpening as he sniffed the air. “Hope there are strong opponents.”

Sylvara and Elena were having a quiet conversation, discussing the healing potions and supplies they had prepared.

And then there was Reynard, standing near Alden with his usual sly grin. “I bet at least five of us get ambushed in the first few hours.”

Alden remained silent, adjusting his gloves.

Their excitement was understandable.

But for him, this was just another event where things could spiral out of control.

Let’s see how much I can hold back.

—

Instructor Magnus’ Announcement

A heavy bootstep echoed as Instructor Magnus arrived, standing at the front with a commanding presence.

“All right, listen up,” he barked. The crowd of students fell silent instantly.

“This Expedition Trial will be a test of survival and teamwork. Your objectives are simple—complete tasks, survive, and return. Those who excel will receive merit points, and those who fail…” He let the words hang ominously.

Several students gulped.

Magnus continued.

“There will be three main objectives scattered across different parts of the Verdant Shadow Woods. You will be in groups, but nothing stops you from working together or competing against other teams.”

Leonhardt grinned. “Sounds like a challenge.”

Magnus ignored him.

“The trial will last for four days. Food and supplies are limited. You’ll have to hunt, gather, or steal from others. If you can’t manage, then you’ll fail. This is not a test where you can simply wait it out.”

A wave of murmurs spread across the students.

Hunting. Gathering. Stealing.

Alden already knew what would happen. Factions would form. Some would turn to ambush tactics. Others would act as scavengers, taking from the weak.

This was more than just a combat test.

It was a battle of survival.

“Remember,” Magnus finished. “The instructors will not intervene unless your life is in immediate danger. You will be on your own.”

Silence.

Then, a flicker of excitement spread among some of the students. Others paled at the thought.

Alden merely adjusted his sunglasses, hiding his eyes.

His body had already begun to tense with anticipation.

This was going to be dangerous.

But that was exactly why he needed to be there.

—

Final Moments Before Departure

After Magnus left, the groups began making last-minute preparations.

Leonhardt gathered everyone. “Let’s stick together for now. The main cast should be in the same area anyway.”

Alicia stretched. “Works for me.”

Reynard nudged Alden. “You nervous?”

Alden glanced at him. “Why would I be?”

Reynard smirked. “You’re usually the one watching from the sidelines. This time, you’re in the middle of the storm.”

Alden didn’t respond.

Because Reynard wasn’t wrong.

He had tried to stay out of major events. But this one was different.

This time, he wasn’t just a spectator.

He was a participant.

—

As the Trial Begins…

As the groups prepared to head to the teleportation platform, Alden felt a familiar presence in his mind.

“Be careful, Master.”

Shiranui’s voice, soft but serious.

“Yeah,” Kurenai added. “Try not to die out there.”

Alden smirked slightly. “I’ll be fine.”

Because no matter what happened in the next four days…

He would carve his own path.

Even if he had to rewrite the game’s story with his own hands.

—

To Be Continued…

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Chapter 47: chapter 48

The teleportation platform buzzed with energy, glowing blue runes swirling around the students as they prepared for transport. The air was thick with tension—this was the beginning of the Expedition Trial, and while some were eager, others were nervous.

Alden stood among the main cast, arms crossed, sunglasses still in place. He had already expected this event to be troublesome, but something gnawed at him—a feeling of unease.

This is the moment.

In the original game, something went wrong just as the trial began.

A demonic attack disrupted the teleportation, causing Leonhardt and the main cast to be sent deep into the forest, where the real challenges awaited. This was where they would unlock new powers and grow—but now, Alden was with them.

Would things unfold the same way?

His instincts screamed at him to prepare.

Something was coming.

—

The Moment of Chaos

The instructors signaled the start of the teleportation.

A brilliant glow engulfed the students, and the air shimmered with magic as their bodies started to fade—

BOOM!

A deafening explosion rocked the teleportation platform. A burst of dark energy rippled through the air, disrupting the spell mid-process. Students cried out in shock as shadowy figures emerged from the treeline.

Demons.

Alden’s eyes sharpened. Right on schedule.

Before anyone could react, dark tendrils wrapped around the teleportation formation, twisting the magic into something unstable.

“No—wait!” one of the instructors shouted, but it was too late.

A surge of black mana pulsed through the platform—

And everything went black.

—

Deep in the Forest – Unknown Location

Alden’s body crashed through the dense foliage, rolling against the dirt before slamming against a tree. A sharp pain ran through his body, but he forced himself up, coughing out dust.

The teleportation had been hijacked.

Just like in the original story.

As his vision cleared, he took in his surroundings. Massive trees loomed overhead, their twisted roots curling around rocks like hungry serpents. The air was damp, thick with an eerie mist. This was nothing like the safer outer areas of the Verdant Shadow Woods.

This was the deep zone.

And he wasn’t alone.

Groans and coughs filled the area as the main cast slowly got up, scattered across a small clearing.

Leonhardt pushed himself up, shaking his head. “What the hell just happened?”

Alicia gritted her teeth. “That damn explosion… we got sent somewhere else.”

Seraphina dusted herself off, her silver hair shimmering under the faint light. “This… isn’t where we were supposed to go.”

Luca, the beastkin, sniffed the air, his sharp amber eyes narrowing. “This place stinks of predators.”

Sylvara, the elven mage, placed a hand against a tree, her green eyes glowing faintly. “Mana is different here. Darker.”

Elena, the saintess, tightened her grip on her staff, whispering a quiet prayer.

Reynard sighed, adjusting his daggers. “Well, we’re screwed, aren’t we?”

Alden remained silent, his mind working quickly.

This was exactly like the original plot.

They had been thrown straight into the most dangerous part of the forest.

The deep zone was where the truly powerful monsters resided—creatures far beyond what low-ranked students should face.

This was meant to be a life-or-death trial.

“Anyone injured?” Leonhardt asked, scanning the group.

“Bruises, but nothing major,” Alicia muttered.

Alden rolled his shoulders. He had hit the ground hard, but thanks to his training and his strengthened body, he wasn’t badly hurt.

Then he noticed something.

Their smartwatches—dead.

The teleportation disruption must have fried their communication devices.

“We’re cut off,” Seraphina noted, checking her own. “No signals.”

Leonhardt clicked his tongue. “Perfect. Just perfect.”

—

Understanding the Situation

Alden took a slow breath. He needed to think ahead.

In the game, Leonhardt and the others would struggle to survive before unlocking their hidden potential.

Normally, Alden wouldn’t have been part of this. But now, his presence changed everything.

The problem was… should he intervene or let things play out?

“This is bad,” Sylvara muttered, scanning the treeline. “The creatures here aren’t normal.”

Luca’s ears twitched. “We should move. Fast.”

Leonhardt clenched his fists. “No. First, we need a plan.”

Alicia smirked. “Yeah? Got one?”

Seraphina sighed. “Don’t start.”

Leonhardt ignored them, turning to Alden. “You’re quieter than usual. Got anything to say?”

Alden hesitated for a moment.

Then, he spoke.

“We find water first. Then shelter.” His voice was calm, controlled. “And we don’t separate. The creatures in this area don’t hunt alone.”

Leonhardt nodded. “Agreed.”

Reynard smirked. “Oho, taking the lead, are we?”

Alden ignored him.

There were a few key locations in this part of the forest—some with powerful monsters, others with rare resources.

In the game, the main cast barely survived by luck.

But now?

He wasn’t going to rely on luck.

—

The group moved carefully through the trees, the eerie silence putting them all on edge.

Then—

A low growl rumbled from the shadows.

Luca snapped his head toward the noise, baring his teeth. “Something’s watching us.”

Alden tensed, scanning the surroundings.

Then—a blur of movement.

A massive shadow wolf burst from the trees, eyes glowing with malice.

Fast. Too fast.

Leonhardt moved first, his sword flashing as he barely parried its claws. The impact sent him skidding backward.

“Shit—!”

Alicia leaped forward, fire exploding from her palms.

Seraphina froze the ground, trying to slow it.

But the wolf was too strong.

Alden clicked his tongue. This was one of the early minibosses from the game. A beast that required perfect teamwork to take down.

In the original story, Leonhardt had barely won, unlocking his first real battle sense.

Should he interfere?

His fingers twitched toward Kurenai’s hilt—

No.

Not yet.

He needed to see if they could handle it first.

Leonhardt grit his teeth, mana flaring around him. “Everyone, focus!”

Alden took a step back, watching carefully.

This was their fight.

And he would see just how much the main cast had grown.

—

To Be Continued…