Legacy Of The Extra-Chapter 72: Unseen Threads

She is not a heroine. She is a character destined for death. 

[Then what is weird about that? Everyone dies someday.]

The thing is, she is someone who is not supposed to be at the academy right now. Margaret could see her own death or visions of the future every time she slept. It deeply traumatised her and made her a shut-in.

She is supposed to be at the Edevane estate, in her room. Not merrily burst into the Headmaster's office. Her entry into the story was reserved for the second year of Raiden's academy life.

[Maybe things have changed since you altered the story slightly?]

No. What I changed should not tie into her.

Sure, I escaped the Blitzfelds. Saved Selene's younger brother—Making her questline cease to exist. Broke my engagement off with that bitch, saved Aeris from her villainess fate and I significantly changed while taking advantages of the things I know from the game.

But that does not explain Margaret's change.

She was never tied to any of the things I did. In the game, she barely knew Noah or never even interacted with him unless you have him as a member of your party.

Which is a bad choice.

Brother could only cast lightning bolts at the enemies.

Out of all of his, one thing is clear: Something is wrong.

"Oh, Marg, you are here!" Magnus's cheery voice caught me off guard, prompting me to look towards him with wide eyes. He had a warm smile on his face—a complete contrast to his usual cold look. "Don't you have class today?"

What a switch...

[Indeed]

She stepped into the room, the sunlight enhancing her already beautiful face. "Grandpa, did you forget that we second-year students have to prepare a fresher's party?"

"Of course, dear, I did not forget. It is an old tradition." Magnus let out a small chuckle that made me a bit uncomfortable. This was the man who was just about to expel me for harming two insignificant human lives?

She stood beside me, which made me even more uncomfortable. Like she could've sat down on the couch or something, you are his granddaughter.

Even though I did not glance in her direction, I could still feel her gaze over, and what's more, she is currently a variable that I know nothing of.

Noticing Margaret staring at me, Magnus cleared his throat before introducing me. "Dear, this is Student Noah Von Blitzfeld. Perhaps you have heard of him?"

"Noah Von Blitzfeld?" She mumbled out. I slightly turned my head to see her reaction, her eyes were open wide as if something had dawned upon her. Maybe she recognised me from the visions she saw?

"You mean the Disgrace?"

[Pffffft-HHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. "VISIONS" HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA]

Shut up, Dante.

That won't save you from the hearing.

And as for Margaret, I am throwing her in a Goblin cave.

"Marg, dear... You shouldn't speak to your juniors like that." Magnus came in clutch; he probably sensed my irritation and corrected her. Otherwise, his granddaughter would've turned into a pulp like Felix.

[You can't, Magnus will flatten you instead.]

I hate it, but he is right about that.

"I am sorry about that, junior." She lowered her head before me, which I accepted. "It is ok, senior." But that goblin cave is still an option.

She raised her head back up and introduced herself. "I am Margaret Von Edevane, a second-year student at the academy and the granddaughter of Headmaster Edevane. It is nice to meet you."

"I am Noah Von Blitzfeld. It is nice to meet you, too, Senior Margaret." Introducing myself, I turned towards Magnus. "I don't want to intrude upon your time, Headmaster. So, I shall leave."

I lined up my face with the door, hurrying my footsteps. I needed to get out of here before Magnus remembered about the question he had asked me.

My hand almost touched the door knob before—

"Wait," Magnus spoke up.

I glanced over my shoulder towards him with a small, polite smile. "Yes, Headmaster?" Sweat started forming between my brows.

"You did not tell me the reason for harming Student Alea."

Well, shit.

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I did not think that I would have to explain everything for so long. I let out a small breath as I moved down the corridors of the academy building. One side of the corridor had a line of windows through which the campus could be seen, while the other side had dark doors for entering classrooms and other rooms.

The flooring tiles were like those of a chessboard. But instead, there was no king or queen, rather me and—

"So... Why are you tagging along with me, Senior Margaret?"

Yup, she had followed me from the Headmaster's office. I don't know why, but I don't have a good feeling about her at all. I feel like she knows something I don't. And it is keeping me on edge the whole time.

She looked at me with her pink eyes and smiled. "Well, you might've gotten lost. That is why I decided to come with you. Didn't you want to go to the library?"

[I'd say that concern is valid. After all, you are a first-year student.] Dante's voice echoed in my head. It made sense, but still, there were signs on the walls that indicated the floors and rooms.

"I see," I smiled. "Thank you for coming with me, Senior Margaret."

She waved her hands dismissively. "It is fine, and please call me Margaret."

[And that is kind of suspicious.]

Indeed.