The Extra's Odyssey

*Shivers*

(What happened?)

"It felt like someone was talking behind my back."

I could talk with Eth mentally but speaking out aloud was more comfortable. Moreover, even if someone saw me talking to myself, they will only think that I'm crazy, which the majority first year already believed.

TAP- TAP- TAP-

My feet struck the cold road as I navigated toward Mia's office.

Though I told Leon and Lilith I had no idea why Mia called me it was a lie. I had an idea of what was about to happen.

Mia was probably going to tell me about my expulsion.

As for how I could guess it?

It was very simple. I was useless now.

With my arm like this and the fact that I am an aura user with low growth potential, I had lost my value. For an aura user, an injury like mine was detrimental to their fighting capability.

Ward was the top training facility on Earth and the symbol of humanity's hope. Naturally, they had abundant resources.

This was why they profited even more by throwing me away now that I could no longer fight. Putting more resources on a talented cadet would yield higher results than a talentless person like me who could no longer fight. Even if they pour resources into me, it would only be a waste.

Of course, I wasn't angry with this arrangement. Ward was doing everything in its power to raise strong awakeners to protect the Earth.

They were looking for their best interest just like I was.

I am also thinking about leaving Earth the moment I find a habitable and peaceful planet.

In short, I was planning to ditch Earth.

I wasn't crazy enough to stay here when I knew about the future. Leon can duke it out all he wants, but I don't want to become collateral damage when these monsters fight each other.

But this was still far in the future. Right now, I had other things to do.

"Expulsion…."

I was still thinking about what to do after this. But there was one thing I was certain about.

I was going to be free from the main cast!

It was sad that I couldn't use Ward's facilities or its vault, but expulsion was for the best. The Dungeon of Trials made me realize that my actions could create very dangerous turns.

And since I was the only one who knew about these dangers, I had to be the one to fix them.

Losing one arm to save Leon was more than enough for a lifetime. I didn't know how my actions affected the plot in the dungeon, but it could only have been me.

I mean, it isn't like there will be another transmigrator. If there was, they knowingly or unknowingly should have created at least one obvious ripple in the plot that I could catch onto. But there was none.

The story, other than the dungeon of trials and other minor hiccups that were caused by me, was going exactly as it was supposed to.

Though, if possible, I wanted to stay in Ward for at least one year.

"Should I create a Guild, a Mercenary group or…"

'…a Dark Guild?'

I wasn't planning on getting involved with major fights. But it didn't hurt to have a backup plan.

No matter how strong and how become, I still was one person. I can't fight entire armies… No, wait, maybe I can? Wasn't my art made for wars? It was perfect for one vs many situations.

(Mommy look an arrogant know-it-all young master)

"…"

"I'm not okay. That was only a passing thought. I have no plans to fight until absolutely necessary."

I could allow which thoughts to restrict and which not for Eth, and he could do the same. I wasn't restricting my current thoughts and so he was able to listen to them and give his unnecessary and useless opinion.

(Useless like your arm)

Unconsciously, I gnashed my teeth.

"Wait for me to enter there. Just wait."

(As you say Sir Handless)

"Haah…"

Anyway, I was not planning to enter any organization but create my own forces.

This was why I was confused about where to start.

An official guild will help me create connections, spread my influence, and earn money. In hindsight, it will be suspicious how a talentless person like me can do this.

I can lie by saying that I found some skills in a new ruin, but even then I will attract unnecessary attention and trouble.

With a Mercenary Guild, I can hide my identity. But it will take time to spread my influence and even longer while creating strong forces if I wanted to hide my identity.

The best option is a Dark Guild. I can hide my identity while also creating a very strong force.

Right now, the Round Table wasn't yet created. If I moved quickly, I would be able to recruit its members.

But I ultimately shook my head.

Creating a guild with those crazy monsters from Round Table was the same as inviting a cat to protect the milk. It wouldn't be weird if they killed me because it was fun.

"What do you prefer?"

Entering the building where Mia's office was located I asked Eth. Having two minds is always better than one.

(…)

"Sire, can you please answer this lowly subject of yours?"

(Don't ask me about the hard stuff. Oh, and take tiramisu cake today from the cafeteria. It's been too long since I tasted it.)

(And don't be a cheapskate. I know Sis sent a lot of money.)

My lips twitched. Here I was thinking about the future and this idiot was planning the lunch.

"Are you a-Wait, you can taste food!?"

(Not only that, all of our senses are connected. I can feel everythi-)

"Sense of pain too?"

(Yes?)

I smiled widely at his answer.

(O-oye, you aren't thinking of hurting yourself, are you?)

"No, of course not. Do you think I'm crazy?"

'But you see, I'm planning to go Downtown for some hunting this weekend. I might get beaten a little, only a little.'

-CLICK!

The door of Mia's office opened before I could knock.

Looking around the office, I stepped in, and the light and fresh smell of lavenders instantly rushed into my nostrils.

"Miss Mia I'm here."

Unlike the previous time, Mia wasn't sleeping but staring at me. Looking at her unusual appearance, I frowned slightly.

Mia nodded her head and passed me two letters. Then, without speaking useless things, she directly spoke.

"You are getting expelled."

'As expected.'

It was as I thought. Ward deemed me useless and was expelling me.

Though I knew about this, I still put a surprised expression on my face. Can never be too careful with Mia.

"B-but –"

"The green letter is your expulsion letter. It contains the reason behind your expulsion. The other letter is your admission letter."

"Admission letter?"

What was she talking about?

Yawing, Mia leaned on her left arm and looked at me with droopy eyes.

"At first you were going to be expelled, but Miss Olivia intervened. After much discussion, it was decided that you will be expelled from the Combat Department and admitted into Research Department."

Seeing my shocked expression, Mia smirked and pointed to my left arm.

"Your condition played a pivotal role in both decisions. It is the first of its kind. Miss Olivia wants you to help her in researching Royal Demons and their abilities. Of course, all of this is on the condition that you can maintain your grades."

I blankly nodded my head.

My condition wasn't special because humanity doesn't have any proper records of Royal Demons abilities. Nobody can tell if my injury was normal or something special.

But it was still one of its kind.

Was this why Olivia, who researched the Royal Demons, tried to stop my expulsion?

Did she want to study my left arm in hopes of some kind of breakthrough in her research?

'Should I agree with this arrangement?'

Being in Ward was the same as being in the eye of a storm. It was the safest place, but one wrong step and boom. The End.

But…

'This is good.'

Ward had too many things I could use to supplement my growth, and I could create my forces while staying here, too. There was no reason for me to disagree.

Moreover, the transfer of departments meant a transfer of classes!

I would be away from the main cast!

'This does put a smile on my face.'

"Okay."

Maintaining the blank expression on my face, I walked out of the office only to stop at the last second.

I again carefully looked at Mia's appearance and unconsciously frowned. Bandages were wrapped around her arms and head. Through her bangs, I could also see a scar on her face.

That scar. It wasn't in the .

Was it healed in the or…

Was it related to why the student council never came?

I wanted to interact as little as possible with Mia, but this might be the first clue I can get about the situation.

Gulping, I talked to her.

"Miss Mia, are you alright? Those injuries look painful."

Mia dropped her head on the table and spoke in a languid voice.

"Yawn.. This is nothing much. You should worry about yourself."

Does everybody have to poke at least once? tch

"If I can ask. How did you get these injuries?"

At my words, Mia slightly lifted her head and stared into my eyes without speaking anything. She kept staring at me, but I stood unperturbed.

I needed to get as much information as possible. I had already asked Isabell about it she didn't know anything. Thus, I had to look at other places for my answers.

Both of us stared at each other without speaking anything. This continued for a few seconds and when I thought of apologizing, Mia finally broke the silence.

"We found an Aether Circle on Byzander Island. I, along with the student council, was tasked with protecting and supporting the researchers there. I got these injuries there."

I sucked in a sharp breath. The information was too much to handle at once.

"I hope you get well soon, Miss Mia."

Hiding my expression from Mia, I directly left the office.