Chronicles of Forgotten Extra-Chapter 115: Scamming isn’t bad, is it?

A man was standing, looking at an abandoned warehouse where a grand auction was currently being held.

His features were cloaked by shadow.He calmly eyes the guards. He could easily enter the auction house anytime he wanted to.

But it wasn't the time yet.

He didn't wish to alert his target.

He was Alaric Draven.

Patriarch of the Draven family.

But tonight, he wasn't acting as a patriarch.

Tonight, he was a hunter.

The Imperial Family had received intelligence—a Demon General had infiltrated the capital.

Under normal circumstances, Alaric would have refused their request.

But the Overlord-ranked Adventurers under imperial family were currently beyond its borders.

There was no choice.

So they had made this plan.

Most people didn't know, but the black market was actually run by the imperial family behind the scenes.

They had orchestrated the whole thing about a high-ranking beast egg to lure the demon general.

"Sir, it is time." His earpieces buzzed with a sound. "The item is being revealed."

Alaric vanished from his spot, appearing right inside the auction hall in one corner without alerting anyone.

Just then –

He felt some familiar mana signature.

Damn it.

What are they doing here?

Alden and Seles.

Before anything else, I had to get them to safety.

He quickly melted into the shadows, this time appearing where he felt the energy of Seles.

His focus was locked onto Seles.

She shouldn't be here.

And yet, there she was, seated comfortably in Room Eleven.

Not alone.

Beside her sat Lucien.

Alaric's eyes narrowed.

His expression was unreadable, but beneath the mask of calm, his mind worked rapidly.

Lucien was an imperial prince. A troublesome one at that.

But Seles…

Seles should know better than to involve herself in this.

He appeared behind Lucien.

"You should not be here."

He spoke; his voice came out colder than he had thought.

But he didn't care. He didn't have any time.

The demon was going to attack any moment, and he also needed to move Alden to safety as well.

With a snap of his fingers, shadows covered Seles and Lucien, swallowing them whole.

They barely had time to react before vanishing from sight.

Alaric didn't wait.

His next target was just a room away.

Alden.

But just as he turned—

The ground rumbled.

The chandeliers above shook violently.

Screams erupted.

The entire auction house shuddered as a suffocating presence descended.

Alaric's gaze snapped toward the stage.

His instincts screamed at him.

It's here.

The Demon General had arrived.

No time.

He passed through the shadows, appearing inside Alden's room.

Alden had already risen from his seat, his body tense.

He had sensed it too.

Before he could react, Alaric's shadows wrapped around him.

"What the—?"

Darkness swallowed him.

And then—he was gone.

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Alden was snapped out of his thoughts as he heard the screams erupting.

He quickly turned his head towards the stage.

He saw it.

A humanoid figure stood there near the stage. He held the neck of the announcer in his hand.

He had black wings sprouting out of his back and a curved horn on his head.

He was a demon.

And from the pressure he was releasing.

He wasn't an ordinary one.

He was a demon general.

FK.

Alden cursed.

He grabbed his Pendant of Wander.

He was going to use its teleportation effect. He couldn't think of any other way to survive. But just as he was going to channel mana into it.

He sensed someone else enter the room.

How?

He hadn't felt anything till the moment the presence entered.

Before he could even look at who it was, he was covered in shadows.

He only heard a cold voice before he completely vanished.

"It's not safe here, Alden."

Then nothing—

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After Alden's vision cleared up, he was in a completely different location.

What the hell was that?

What was a demon doing in the capital?

And why was Alaric there?

He was sure the person who had teleported him was none other than his father, Alaric.

But before he could dwell on it too much, his instinct screamed as he felt an attack coming at him.

Alden twisted his body just in time—

Just then – a blade of shadows slashed past him, missing by inches.

He dodged it with ease.

He looked ahead to see in front of him.

He was currently in a dark alley within the streets of Valloria.

Not in the Black Market.

But he was not alone.

There were two more people here.

A boy and a girl.

The boy had ordinary brown hair, and the girl had black hair. Both were wearing masks.

Something wasn't right.

The mana from the attack felt familiar to him.

He activated his [Eyes of Supreme].

Although he couldn't look through the mask. He saw through the magic, changing their hair colour.

As I thought.

He saw the white-haired boy and blonde-haired woman.

Lucien and Seles.

But what the FK are they doing here?

And why the hell are they even attacking me?

He activated his [Spirit Domain].

His mind raced fast as he analysed his situation.

A theory appeared in his mind.

What if they were also present in the auction, and Alaric had also teleported them to this place with him?

Yeah, that was possible.

Moreover, it seems as if they didn't know it was Alaric.

Before he could think any further.

A few spears of shadows closed in on him – fast and lethal.

But he didn't dodge.

He simply activated his skill.

[▒▒▒▒▒ Soul.]

The moment they touched his body—

The magic attacks vanished instantly.

Seles' eyes widened in shock.

The man in front of her managed to nullify her strongest attack without even moving.

What made him even more fearsome was that she was just feeling Initiate Rank strength from him.

"I'm not here to fight." The man muttered, making his voice as deep as possible.

Lucien didn't care about what the man was saying as he pulled out his spear, lightning cracking around him.

His thought process was simple: 'Someone sent us here—what if this is their trap?'

But before he could attack—

Seles raised a hand, stopping him.

"…Wait."

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Lucien frowned. "Wait? He's clearly—"

"I said wait."

For the first time her voice was firm.

She wasn't looking at Lucien anymore.

Her gaze was locked onto Alden.

"Seles—?" Lucien hesitated.

"Don't you feel it?" she whispered.

Lucien blinked in confusion. "Feel what?"

"This man…" she muttered quietly. "He's suppressing his true power."

The way he had nullified her strongest attack without moving…

The complete lack of reaction, the unshaken composure—it didn't add up.

A mere Initiate Rank shouldn't be capable of that.

Which meant…

He wasn't an Initiate Rank.

He was someone far, far stronger.

And he was hiding it.

A cold sweat ran down Seles' back.

If he was someone who chose to suppress his aura, then attacking him recklessly could be… suicidal.

Moreover, it seemed he didn't have any intention to attack them.

Her instincts told her one thing— Do Not Offend Him

She immediately bowed her head slightly, her tone shifting to respectful caution.

"…Senior, may I ask what you want?"

Alden blinked.

Senior?

Did she just… call me senior?

What the fuck?

For a moment, he was confused.

Then—it clicked in his mind.

Seles wasn't scared of him because of his strength.

She was scared because she thought he was hiding it.

Alden almost laughed.

She completely misread the situation.

But that wasn't a bad thing. Not at all.

He could clear up the misunderstanding.

But did he have any intention to do so?

Nope.

Why would he?

His gaze shifted to Lucien, who still looked like he wanted to fight.

But Seles?

She had already backed off.

She was cautious and respectful. And Alden would be a fool to not use this misunderstanding to his own advantage.

Alden frowned but inside his mind he couldn't control his laughter.

Seles was already overthinking everything.

He just had to push it even further.

"Hmmm," Alden exhaled, crossing his arms. "You two caused me quite a bit of trouble."

"I was just trying to help you, and what did I get in return?" He acted like some hidden powerhouse. "You attacked me."

"Senior, we—" Seles flinched.

Alden cut her off with a casual wave of his hand.

"No… no, it's too late for apologies now." His voice was calm.

Too calm.

Seles's body tensed up.

She couldn't find any way out of this situation.

Damn it.

Why did I attack?

She had thought it was someone who was sent by the person who sent them here.

So she had attacked without hesitation, especially since she sensed their strength to be only Initiate Rank.

But now she couldn't help but regret it.

Alden grinned in his mind.

Good.

Keep thinking that.

"But since I am so generous, I'll give you a chance to show your sincerity."

"Give me all the coins you have."

Seles immediately bowed again.

"Of course. It is only natural." She heaved a sigh of relief.

She had a life-saving artifact, and she was sure Lucien had something similar. But using them?

Not unless it was truly necessary.

Artifacts like those were rare, absurdly expensive even tens of times more than whatever money she currently carried in her ring.

More importantly they were hard to replace.

Seles casually tossed a ring in her hand.

"This ring has all of my money, sir."

"Good, good, you can leave now." Alden answered, still keeping his voice deep.

"Thank you very much." Seles bowed before dragging still dumbfounded Lucien with her.

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As soon as Seles left, Alden relaxed his body.

He looked at the storage ring in his hands.

He couldn't see it immediately, as it was owned by Seles.

So he channelled his mana into it to make him the owner.

After that, he peered into the ring.

Damn…

His mind was blown apart.

He had underestimated her richness.

There were many platinum coins inside it.

The amount seemed to be hundreds of millions at first glance.

This might be the easiest money he ever made.

I should scam people more often.