The Extra's Rise

Chapter 387 - 387: Vryndall (1)

It was soon time for the field trip to Vryndall city. In the weeks prior, I'd spent some time with Professor Lumina, the Purelight specialist, discussing my Divine Miracle end of year project. She'd been surprisingly enthusiastic, offering rare encouragement and suggesting several ancient texts from the restricted section that might prove useful.

"A Divine Miracle is ambitious for someone who doesn't exclusively specialize in Purelight," she had said, her luminous eyes appraising me with newfound interest. "But your dual affinity might actually create something unique. The interplay between Purelight and Deepdark remains largely unexplored in academic circles."

Beyond my project re

Our bus proceeded through the main gates with minimal delay, the Mythos Academy insignia granting us automatic clearance into the city. As we wound through the streets toward our accommodations, citizens waved or nodded respectfully, well accustomed to visiting students from the prestigious academy.

"We'll be staying at the Crystalline Haven," Professor Nero announced as the bus finally came to a stop before an impressive structure of blue-white stone and enchanted glass. "One of Vryndall's premier accommodations, arranged specifically for Mythos Academy students."

The hotel lived up to its name—a haven of crystalline elegance where every surface seemed to capture and refract light in mesmerizing patterns. The lobby featured a massive central fountain where water flowed upward rather than down, forming complex geometric shapes before dissolving into a fine mist that renewed itself in an endless cycle.

"Room assignments have already been determined," Professor Ashford called out over the excited chatter of students. "Please check the listings by the reception desk. You'll have the remainder of today to familiarize yourselves with the city. Tonight's banquet will begin promptly at seven, where we'll discuss your assignments in detail."

The mention of free time triggered an immediate rush toward the reception desk, but the Class A students held back, confident that their accommodations would be superior by default. We were directed to the uppermost floor, where Rose and I found ourselves assigned to adjacent suites with balconies overlooking the city's central plaza.

"Convenient," she commented with a soft smile as we located our rooms. "Perhaps we could watch the sunset from the balconies later?"

"If time permits," I replied, conscious of Cecilia's narrowed gaze from down the corridor, where she'd been assigned a suite opposite Seraphina's.

After settling into our rooms and freshening up from the journey, most students scattered throughout the city, eager to explore before the evening's formal proceedings. I spent my afternoon methodically mapping escape routes and defensive positions, mentally preparing for the attack I knew would come, all while maintaining the appearance of casual sightseeing.

The banquet that evening was held in the hotel's grand ballroom, a circular space with a domed ceiling enchanted to reflect the night sky above Vryndall. Circular tables accommodated ten students each, with the professors seated at a slightly elevated table that overlooked the room. Unsurprisingly, Class A occupied a table near the front, with Lucifer at its head, his emerald eyes constantly scanning the room with casual vigilance yet filled with recognition.