I Was Transmigrated As An Extraordinary Extra-Chapter 65

<Master, is your brain damaged? Why are you awake so early?>

From being sentimental, my mood changed quickly as I flicked his forehead.

"I want to try sleeping on a tree. The breeze and the warm sun hitting my skin just felt right."

<Crazy. Why on a tree anyway?>

"So no one will disturb me."

Remillia skillfully climbed on top of the tree, set her alarm to 9:30 AM and settled her body on the tree trunk to sleep. Macaron insisted that he would watch her over but I dismissed him and told him to go for his hunt.

Meanwhile, a young looking man went into the garden of the academy and stood on the tree where Remillia was sleeping. He was talking to someone on the phone.

{The reports are almost done sir.}

{What? I thought you said you could get it done now?}

The man on the other side of the phone started sweating heavily.

{U-uhm, unfortunately they’re all a bunch of rookies. I don’t think they’re fit to be joining us.}

{I don’t care about their strength now, what I’m talking about is how are there potential in the future, have you sensed someone?}

{R-right. According to what I gathered, they’re always talking about the first years. I’ve heard that a lot of them are outstanding in using their weapons although I heard that they haven’t Awakened yet.}

{Then find out who they are. I want their names.}

{Yes, sir.}

Back to Remillia, she was enjoying her sleep, when her alarm clock suddenly rang so loud, jolting her awake. She forgot that she was sleeping on the tree and as she tried to grab a hold on a branch, she missed and fell down.

’I accept my faith.’

She crossed her arms like a vampire as she closed her eyes, waiting to feel the painful impact.

Thud!

She pat her body and felt nothing.

’Huh? I’m sure I already fell so why does it feel like I’m sitting on a cushion?’

When her eyes fluttered open, she found herself gazing up at a pair of piercing blue eyes, set in a chiseled face with sharp jawlines. His dark hair was messy and unkempt, as if he had just rolled out of bed. The stranger’s gaze was so intense, ready to kill her up if she makes even the smallest mistake, she felt a shiver run down her spine as she took in the sight of him.

She quickly sat up, trying to process what had just happened. Remillia felt a surge of embarrassment mixed with gratitude.

"I-I’m sorry!" she said in a hurry, her voice still husky from sleep.

"Do you like to sit on me all day long?" the stranger asked her with a hint of sarcasm.

Remillia realizing that she was really sitting on his lap, quickly scrambled on her feet as she moved away from him with a flustered face.

"I-I’m really sorry, I mean it! I was sleeping on the top of the tree when my smart watch-"

The stranger cut her off as he stood up, brushing the dust from his clothes.

"I don’t need your explanation. Next time, be a human and sleep on a bed, squirrel."

Remillia’s ears seemed to perk up when she heard him say squirrel. Of all the things, she hates it when someone, who isn’t even close to her, calls her nicknames.

"I’m sorry but-"

The stranger cut her off again.

"Is ’I’m sorry’ all you can say?"

Remillia clenched her teeth.

"Listen here mister. You don’t have to be sarcastic, I’ve already said sorry to you. Do you want to be sent to the hospital? Then let’s go so you can quit whining."

"What did you say?"

His gaze seemed terrifying as he released a small amount of mana to strangle me. Of course, I resisted as I felt I was running out of breathe. I laughed at his attempt to scare me.

"I said, you’re whining like a baby."

I quickly threw a dagger at him and that made him caught off guard. When his mana disappeared, I quickly dashed straight to him aiming for his neck.

"Sh!t!"

He dodged only a few centimeters away before grabbing my hand and twisting it behind my back. However, I swiftly rotated my body and using his own momentum against him. I drove my elbow back into his stomach, using the force of his pull to amplify the impact. The man grunted in surprise and stumbled backward, releasing his grip on her arm.

"Not bad," the stranger seemed to be serious than ever.

She then brought her free hand up in a swift palm strike, aiming for the man’s jaw but the man quickly dodged again.

"You’re one slippery bastard."

"Why, thank you," he said sarcastically.

He knows that he can’t kill me here so in a way, this battle of ours only tests which of us is stronger.

We were facing each other, hatred evident in our eyes. We stared for a moment, ready to attack when an announcement came from the speakers.

[Attention! The combat exam for the first years is about to begin!]

[Attention! The combat exam for the first years is about to begin!]

The man turned his back on me.

"Don’t ever make me see you again, squirrel."

Remillia eyed his back in disbelief.

’The audacity! He was the one who threatened my first! It makes me want to throw a dagger straight at him again!’

"I should be the one saying that, you slippery snake!"

Huffing in annoyance, she made sure to remember his face, his blue eyes and his scar above his left eyebrow... Wait...

She stopped dead on her tracks as her annoyance soon replaced into shock.

’Why did I forget about him? Sh!t! He was not supposed to appear here yet, so why did Kairos Thane, the leader of Nightjars, come here?’

"Oh sh!t, I f*cked up again! Angela was the first one who should meet him. In the first place, why the f*ck is he even standing right below the tree I was sleeping at? There are so many trees out here!"

She continued cursing and muttering to herself on the way to the arena.

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’Huh? How did these happen again?’

My annoyance doubled up I stared at the big screen in front of me. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

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10:00 AM - 12:00 PM Schedule

Remillia Lockhart - Luella Larsen

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Cypher Knoxx - Freya Wilder

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Angela Forbes - Wren Everwood

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There are at least a hundred students fighting today. Not only was I chosen to spar but of all things, I’m the number one to spar!

Ugh! Who is this Luella Larsen anyway? Don’t tell me she’s the Luella I know? If I remember correctly, she’s one of the so-called friends of Edge and Whitney’s group but Edge only sees them as his lackeys so why the heck is she my first opponent?

I crossed out Whitney since we’ve become closer since the Rogue incident then that just leaves Edge. Did he sent her to fight me or she willingly chose me? I guess I’ll just go to them personally.

"Remillia? Why are you out here alone?"

Whitney asked as she swiftly approached me, someone followed her from behind and when I went to look at his face, it’s Edge.

"I’m stretching my body for my fight later on."

I turned to ask Edge.

"By the way, did you order her to fight me?"

Edge knotted his eyebrows.

"Who?"

"Luella Larsen."

Edge seemed to think for a moment before answering, "why would I? If possible, I could fight you myself but that would just ruin my reputation."

Thinking back, he was right. He would gain nothing from sparring with me since if he even wins then it’s no use. His points will still be zero, meanwhile the lower rank such as myself will just earn myself for a few extra points. That’s why we only have the chance to vote three times, two for all the students who wants to vote then one each for each students who they want to spar.

’Then Luella must have chosen me on purpose.’

Whitney joined in our conversation, "Is that girl stupid? This isn’t a fight but an exam. We need the points, how stupid of her."

I agree with Whitney. She’s a knucklehead, she must have a grudge against me considering that she wants to fight me although I have a lower rank than hers.

Whitney must have sensed that there are more reporters following them so she patted my shoulder and walked away with Edge.

"We’ll go now, good luck with your fight!"

I didn’t have the chance to talk as the reporters pushed me aside and rushed at them.

Becoming a Hero has a close ties with becoming a celebrity. Considering that the both of them came from influential family of Heroes, of course they would be swarmed by paparazzi’s. I expected this already but it still hurts you know. Becoming an extra is really hard.

I finally entered the arena’s backstage, I walked around to find where my waiting room is and guess where it is, I’m placed on the last room.

’I am one of the first to spar and yet they chose to place me here. Wow, really, I can smell discrimination.’

As I opened the door, the students in there suddenly kept quiet.