The Time I Got Reincarnated As An Extra

Chapter 131: Die Smiling or Die Trying [1]

 n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

***

"Huff...Huff" Amon panted continuously, wiping the sweat off of his head.

He almost slumped down to the floor but controlled himself.

His mind currently was on the brink of going insane as he continuously heard Zephyra's screams inside his head.

They got more painful and crazy as he used [Void] more and more.

But...

He had gotten his answer now.

Amon stood up, casting a glance at his arms which were on the edge of crumbling.

Zephyra also seemed to have gone silent, as if she was saved minutes before her death inside him.

Returning to the present, he coated his arms in crystal to hold them together.

Dressed in the imperial clothes of the man, Amon headed out of the door.

They were thick and large which almost covered his features.

As for their height, the man was a little taller than Amon but had created a thick crystal covering inside his shoes to cover the difference.

Undoing his ponytail, he let the hair fall on his face, covering his features.

He quickly looked left and right, finding no one to be in the dark corridor illuminated by blue coral lights.

It was confirmed.

He was in the basement of the research institute now.

And his goal right now?

It was the surface.

There was only one problem...

And it was that he had no idea of the structure of the research institute.

The only clue he had were the snippets of future memories from the novel. And currently, he was 6 floors underneath the base floor.

Taking the right turn, Amon quickly ran to the next turn, where he turned left.

He heard footsteps from the right turn, indicating that two people were nearby.

Clicking his tongue silently, he ran in the narrow corridor to the left where he arrived before the door.

Grabbing the handle, he muttered.

[Void Decay.]

And instantly, the lock and handle started to decay.

Screams also started to echo in his mind, making his expression crumble for a second.

Unfortunately, as soon as they snapped to pieces, he heard footsteps behind him.

"Doctor Matthew?" He heard a playful voice from behind.

Amon resisted clicking his tongue.

He didn't know how Matthew talked and acted, so he didn't turn back and only tried to imitate his voice.

"What?" Amon said.

From the small interaction that Matthew and Amon had, the latter knew that his personality was quite similar to Daniel's.

But even that wasn't enough as the voice was enough to make them suspicious.

"Are you okay? Your voice is a little different?" A crisp voice of a male echoed in Amon's ears. Amon coughed.

"Yes, I got some gas in my eyes while trying to torture that kid. I'd also rather not show my face right now."

"I see." The female immediately replied.

Amon was hiding the crumbled pieces of the lock and door handle in his hands right now.

"Well, goodbye." She bid farewell playfully.

Unfortunately, Amon wasn't about to fall for it.

As a sound clovist himself, he had enough experience with sound illusions.

Even though the voice seemed to come from the same position as before, he knew both of them were a meter away from him now.

"How?" He simply asked.

"Is something wrong Dr.Matthew?" The male asked.

"Don't play with me."

Both of them chuckled behind Amon.

"Well you see, Dr.Matthew despises us both so much to the point that he never even gazes at us, let alone talk to us. You literally gave yourself away from the first interaction." The female

explained.

There was silence from Amon for a second as if he was contemplating something.

Then, his stoic normal voice echoed.

"I see."

Amon dropped the pieces of the door on the floor.

They clanked against the tiles.

"Then..."

He turned to face them, finding them both smiling widely.

"Forgive me."

Amon disappeared from his spot and their eyes widened in shock as they were caught

completely off guard.

And the next moment, they felt two cold hands against their head.

And instantly, the two heads exploded in a bloody mess.

***

In a finely furnished room that was illuminated in a golden light, 4 figures sat around a large

round table.

"That fucker!" James leaned back in his chair, slamming his legs on the table.

"It's annoying how nonchalant Sir Arthur and Athena are about this situation, not to mention the Imperiac as well," Shina muttered, her hand on her chin.

James shot up, leaning on the table.

"I'm telling you! Migar is right! That old geezer has the whole royal council under his

thumb!" He slammed the table.

The third man, Migar, crossed his hands on the table and nodded.

"As I said before, Arthur's strength as the strongest human makes even the Lancasters bow to him. If not for him, our kingdom would have been long destroyed by the other kingdoms or if

The so wanted, by him as well."

Shina nodded at Migar's words.

"Sir Arthur is very protective over his students in Eldergrove. And offending him is probably the last thing the Imperiac wants to do right now.

Especially right now that there are signs of riots from the neighboring kingdoms and the

ghouls."

James clicked his tongue, settling back in his chair without a word.

"I want to shred that little kid into pieces! How dare he kill Dylan..." He gripped the chair arm,

shattering it.

Shina looked at the fourth man who had been completely silent throughout the whole ordeal.

He simply had a smile on his face as he sat in the dark part of the room.

"You have been unusually silent Alex, is there something on your mind?" she asked.

Alex, lightly shook his head, crossing his arms.

"There's nothing much to say about it right now. We all know that we can't do anything until

we get the Imperiac's orders."

Everyone looked at him as he spoke for the first time.

James leaned toward him.

"Hey, listen up you oldie, I don't care about the Imperiac orders or that Dylan was involved in

that smiling shit. If they refuse to do something with the kid at the end, I'm killing him.

Even if it earns me a life sentence. End of story."

Shina and Migar looked at James with widened eyes.

However, Alex simply chuckled.

"You see, that's what I have been wondering about." He put a hand to his chin, propping his

elbow on his knee.

He stared at everyone with a smile as they stared back skeptically.

"What do you mean punk?"

"It's that. Do you really expect a 4th order clovist to be able to hold a kid who killed a 5th

order clovist?"

At that moment, the door slammed open as a guy rushed in.

"The prisoner...." He panted hard as he tried to catch his breath.

The heads of the three leaders snapped toward him in urgency.

"He has escaped."

And at that moment, a large siren blared far off into the distance.