The Extra's Odyssey

Thud-!

My body fell onto the rugged ground.

The night vision goggles fell from my head and sunlight seeping from the canopy, forced me to close my eyes.

Despite the rustic taste in my mouth, I could also taste a bit of fresh air.

The moment I closed my eyes, I felt sleep taking over me.

-Gru

-Gruuuu

Someone was shaking me.

I tried to ignore whoever it was but the shaking wasn't stopping.

(Nathan!)

-Grruuuu

"W..who?"

I tried opening my eyes.

The first thing I saw was a ball of stone over my chest, pulling my collar, then the pool of blood beneath me.

"H..how long?"

(You were out for 30 minutes)

I looked around.

"Wh..ere?"

(Don't you remember? You escaped from Underworld and teleported somewhere in the….)

I felt like Eth was saying something but I couldn't understand him. I didn't have the capacity.

My head was clouded and I was having trouble forming thoughts.

The baby golem kept shaking me. Ah, it wasn't shaking me.

It was trying to move me to tie a cloth around the stump below my right shoulder. Was it trying to stop the bleeding?

Don't tell me it learned that by watching me once.

Despite my numbed state, I could tell that it was worried.

I tried to caress it, to tell it to not worry, but my body wasn't budging.

Sleep was again overtaking me but I knew it would keep worrying about me if I didn't assure it.

"Si..nce we are outside. H..ow about …your na..me? I t..thought of a g..ood name…"

I stopped speaking, for a moment to breath in, so that the name would come out without breaking.

I didn't want the name, which the baby golem would hear for the first time, to be broken.

"Nerael"

Was it excited? The baby golem started shaking me with more strength.

I couldn't confirm it as I lost against the all-powerful sleep.

*

---(Underworld)---

"tsk, we lost him."

Iris looked in annoyance at the portal in front of her.

They reached the spear's location in a few minutes. However, unlike what they expected Nathan wasn't there.

Quickly realizing that they had been fooled, they started searching for him.

It didn't help there were quite a few secret portals throughout the Underworld.

The only reason they found him was because of the strange energy wavelength and the ethereal giant that appeared over the stadium.

Iris turned to Leon who had lost consciousness.

"That giant wasn't that almost as strong as the spear Mr. Pepe created?"

Huntress quietly picked however, feeling Iris threatening pressure, she knew Iris would attack if she didn't answer.

Even for her, fighting would be difficult if she has to protect two people.

"We can't be sure that it was him who was responsible for the giant."

Lightly dodging the issue, she turned to Mia, asking her to return Isabell.

Iris walked towards Mia and took the satchel from Isabell.

"You broke the rules by trying to steal the item and Mr. Pepe couldn't have escaped if you didn't have interfered. How will you answer…"

She stopped speaking when she pulled the item the Goliaths were trying to steal.

"Hahahaha, when did he do this?"

Iris burst into laughter while holding an Aether core that was there in place of the item.

*

--(Outside Stage-0 Dungeon Conqueror's Trial)--

"Are you sure this is working?"

"Yes"

Tristan sighed when Miller asked the same question for the umpteenth time.

In front of them was a magic circle carved onto the ground.

Standing at its head Tristan was holding a compass whose needle was made from Nathan's blood.

This was the reason Nathan had given his blood to Tristan.

At their side, a grey-haired girl was feeding the magic circle her mana. Upon closer inspection one would notice cat-like ears on top of her head, indicating that she wasn't human.

The compass and the magic circle had been prepared by Tristan.

These would locate Nathan the moment he enters the mountain range. The needle inside the compass that was currently resting indicated that Nathan wasn't yet here.

Tristan, who was extremely pale because of losing a large amount of blood, sighed.

The detection wasn't perfect, it needed the target's permission beforehand and consumed a large amount of his blood.

It would take him a month to regain the blood and he had more tasks to complete.

"Do you what he is doing in the Underworld?"

Miller shook his head.

Tristan, who couldn't contact anyone inside the Underworld felt an ominous premonition, he hoped that the person he was hoping to work under wasn't responsible for it.

Similarly, Miller was also pale from tension.

The note, he received from Nathan, mentioned going to the nearest portal service near Ward's northern entrance if he didn"t return by tomorrow. There he had to find a person employee named Urek.

The note wasn't anything special at least until the next part.

['Oath of three brothers' say this to him, tell him that I'm caught by Umbra, and then show him this note.]

Miller sweated heavily at the part that said the leader was caught by Umbra.

'He definitely created a mess there.'

Yet the note wasn't done.

[Sir Urek,

I know about the real reason why you have become the leader of 'that' organization. Also, I know about your brother, Roy's whereabouts.

I hope that you can rescue me within two days of receiving this letter. If not I might give in to the torture and commit suicide.

Ps(to the person to whom I entrusted this letter's delivery): Don't be a dumbass by going yourself to deliver this letter. Use a proxy, it will be alright if it reaches a day late to Sir Urek, he can still get the job done in one day. Right, Sir Urek?

Yours truly,

The 6th Irregular]

'Is the leader asking for help or threatening this person to help!?'

Miller couldn't make head or tail of the situation. He only understood that if Urek could save him from Umbra in one day, he must be one of the strongest awakener on Earth.

"Ugh..just when I thought he was responsible he goes and does this."

However, he shook his head.

"No, I should believe him."

"I got a response!"

The needle of the compass rotated crazily before pointing in a certain direction.

Tristan then looked at the magic circle's flow of mana and his expression turned grim.

"He is in critical condition."

In a heartbeat, Tristan brings out two daggers and makes a cut along his shoulder blades.

The blood flowing out of his back wiggles and stretches, turning into bat-like wings.

"I'll be going ahead."

With a flap, Tristan takes flight.