Chronicles of Forgotten Extra-Chapter 124: What the hell?

In a plain and luxurious room, a beautiful girl was sleeping peacefully.

Her serene expression made it seem like she was lost in some pleasant dreams.

Her cheeks had a faint blush.

Then—

Her violet eyes snapped open.

Her face heated up.

What am I doing?

Amyra buried her face in her pillow, remembering the pleasant dreams she was just having.

It was an uncharacteristic gesture for her.

If she had shown such expressions outside, anyone who knew her would have been shocked.

Her classmates wouldn't even believe the sight even if they saw it.

The feared and untouchable Amyra, acting like… this?

She inhaled deeply, forcing herself to calm down before rolling onto her back.

Her ManaSync was placed on the table beside her bed.

She picked it up.

The device screen lit up.

There was a photo of a boy on the screen.

He was not some celebrity. Neither was he some renowned figure.

But for her, he was the most important person in this world.

She would even destroy the whole world if it's for him.

He was her everything.

Her whole world revolved around him.

Alden Draven.

From the angle the photo of him was taken, it was obvious—he hadn't even noticed when it was taken.

Amyra stared at it for a moment, her gaze softening.

After some time, she sat up.

She brushed her fingers through her hair.

"I should hurry."

Her voice was quiet, but the urgency in her tone was real.

If I take too long, I might miss him.

Just the thought alone made her move quickly.

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She showered, dressed, and ate without wasting any time.

There was no hesitation in any of her movements.

No unnecessary distractions.

Every step of hers was calculated, precise—just like everything else she did.

She stepped out of her room and walked toward the elevator.

Then—

Something completely unexpected happened…

The lift stopped before reaching the ground floor.

The doors opened.

A boy was standing outside calmly.

He was the same boy whose picture she had been staring at just a few moments ago.

Alden.

For a brief moment, she froze.

Her heart skipped a beat.

She quickly averted her eyes.

Her expressions shifted back to her usual cold indifference.

"Good morning," he greeted her calmly, breaking the silence.

His tone was casual and effortless.

Amyra exhaled.

"Good morning," she responded with a small nod.

Lately, she had started responding to him.

At first, she didn't plan to do that so soon..

But ignoring him every time was too difficult for her heart.

And besides….

It feels nice.

After the initial greeting an awkward silence passed between them.

The silence was broken by the sound of lift door opening only.

Ding.

The doors opened once more.

Amyra stepped out first, her posture was as perfect as ever.

She didn't look back.

Not openly, at least.

But she was aware of him.

Her all senses were focused on him.

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She quickly handled the business she had before heading towards the classroom.

By the time she reached the classroom, most of the students had already arrived.

Alden was seated in his usual spot by the window.

He was talking to Aziel. His posture was relaxed.

Amyra walked towards her usual seat.

The instructor arrived soon after.

He announced the upcoming trip to the ancient ruins.

All the students were excited.

She didn't care much.

She knew what was going to happen on the trip.

But it was inevitable.

The class resumed after the announcement.

One after another, the mind-numbing lectures continued.

Finally, it was time for the last class of the day.

The practical class.

Unlike the other classes, this was different.

In this class warriors and mages trained separately.

Amyra couldn't keep an eye on Alden.

She walked toward the mage training grounds.

It was a vast open hall.

At the center a beautiful woman was standing. She was a genius among mages. An Ascendant-ranked powerhouse.

Stella.

She was revered and respected.

A role model for countless aspiring mages.

But Amyra did not care.

She was insignificant in her eyes.

The class began soon.

Stella was discussing elemental affinity manifestation—

Amyra wasn't listening. She didn't need to. It was a topic she had already mastered.

So, her thoughts kept wandering towards her dear.

Alden.

She had not spoken to him much today either.

She was waiting and was planning her first real interaction carefully.

The last thing she wanted to do was to scare him off.

She couldn't be too reckless.

She had to make it as natural as possible.

She had to be patient.

And yet…

Her heart was feeling restless.

Waiting was hard.

It was uncomfortable.

She just had to—

Just then something interrupted her thoughts.

Shiver.

Her body shivered.

What… was that?

It wasn't a mana fluctuation.

It wasn't something dangerous.

It was something worse.

Something she couldn't explain.

Something was happening.

Something related to him.

Alden?

Is he in danger?

No that can't be.

Then another thought appeared in her mind.

One that made a lot more sense.

Is some girl flirting with my Alden?

For the rest of class, her mind was blank.

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After the class ended, just as she was walking towards the cafeteria.

She heard a whisper.

Two students were muttering about something.

But Amyra, with her sharp senses, picked it up with ease as soon as she heard Alden's name.

"Alden… Nyx… fell on top of her…"

"She was blushing…"

Amyra blinked.

What?

What did that b*tch do?

How dare she touch my Alden?

I haven't even touched him yet, so how dare she?

Should I just kill her?

No…no.

I can't do it like this.

It will only push Alden further.

Nyx was backed up by Jeremy and Amyra wasn't strong enough to face that guy yet.

And most importantly, Amyra was restricted. She couldn't just kill anyone yet. She couldn't violate the contract she made.

She had killed those bugs before because they were demon contractors, but she couldn't do the same with Nyx.

Amyra didn't move for a moment. She didn't

even breathe.

Alden… and Nyx?

Then-

She inhaled.

Exhaled.

Slowly and deliberately.

No.

I can not let this get to my mind.

This time was, it was different.

I just have to be careful.

She had to control herself.

Alden didn't even know her properly yet.

She couldn't afford to make mistakes.

So—

She forced herself to relax.

But inside of her mind—

One thought repeated itself.

I need to see him.

I need to see my Alden.

Because—

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No matter how much she tried to suppress it, she hated not knowing what he was doing.

She hated that another girl was near him.

And more than anything—

She hated the fact that she couldn't kill that b*tch.

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The sky was darkening by the time she found him.

Alden was walking alone towards the library. His annoying friend was not with him.

It was a perfect moment.

Amyra moved.

She had to talk to him.

She didn't care if he found it suspicious anymore.

Her heart couldn't bear it anymore.

What if someone steals him from me?

No, I can't let that happen.

He's mine.

Only mine.

Nobody will steal him.

"Hey."

She called him, as she stopped in front of him.

Alden looked at her.

He was surprised.

It was rare for her to approach anyone.

"Yes?" He responded instinctively.

For a moment, neither of them spoke anything.

Then, calmly—

She stepped closer.

She didn't know what to say.

She had stopped him out of pure desperation.

What should I say?

Her only thought was about how Nyx had taken advantage of Alden during the spar.

So she blurted out the only word she could think of.

With a completely straight face.

"Spar with me."

Silence.

Alden stared at her.

His expressions were blank.

He was still processing what she had just said.

"…Huh?"

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Alden blinked at the girl standing in front of him.

"…Huh?"

Amyra didn't react as if it was the most normal thing in the world.

Her violet eyes remained cold and unreadable as always.

"I said," she repeated, "spar with me."

Alden studied her.

She was calm, composed—yet something felt off.

It wasn't just her request.

It was the way she said it.

Like it wasn't a request at all.

Like it was an order.

Why me?

Amyra…was a prodigy.

A terrifying one.

Even at his current power level, he didn't have any confidence to beat her.

She was already at the peak of Initiate Rank, just one step away from Apprentice Rank.

She had nothing to gain from sparring with him.

So why?

Alden exhaled.

"Why choose me?" he asked.

Amyra tilted her head slightly. Her expression changed slightly.

It was so small that even Alden failed to notice them.

"I heard you sparred with Nyx."

Alden felt chills at those words.

"I am just curious how well you fight, that's all."

Alden didn't respond immediately.

He simply stared at her, trying to make sense of this sudden request.

Amyra didn't seem impatient.

She just stood there, watching him, waiting. Her gaze was calm—too calm. But something beneath the surface felt… wrong.

Seconds passed.

She broke the silence soon.

"Take this, it's my contact information."

"Message me once you are ready."

Without waiting for a response, she turned and walked away.

As if his answer didn't matter. As if she had already decided.

Alden was still staring at the spot she had stood just moments ago.

Still trying to comprehend what had just happened.

What the hell was that all about?

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