Beyond the Script: The Extra Who Stole the Mangakyo

Chapter 78: Chapter 78

Chapter – The Heist Amidst Chaos

[Alden's POV]

The air in the auction hall was thick with tension. The heavy scent of burning wood and magic mingled with the stench of blood, and the crackling of flames danced alongside frantic shouts. A full-scale attack had erupted. Cultists screamed in frenzy as they clashed with guards and mercenaries alike. Explosions rocked the walls, shattering glass and sending shards raining to the floor.

But none of it mattered.

I wasn't here for the fight.

I wasn't here to save anyone, nor was I here to join in the chaos. I was simply here to get what I came for.

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The instant the attack began, I felt the familiar tingle of adrenaline coursing through my veins. But unlike the others, I had the perfect tool to navigate this madness without lifting a finger.

Kamui.

The moment I activated it, I was able to phase through the frenzied crowds, dodging blows, spells, and strikes that would have otherwise hit me.

A demon worshiper lunged at me, a jagged dagger slashing through the air. I didn't even flinch. Instead, I shifted through him, the dagger passing right through my incorporeal form.

More cultists.

They screamed as I walked by, none of them even realizing I was there. Their eyes locked on the more obvious targets—the nobles and high-ranking guards, people they were trying to sacrifice in the chaos.

But I wasn't their target. I wasn't even a ghost to them. I was just a fleeting shadow in the midst of all the pandemonium.

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I moved swiftly, my eyes fixed on the display cases where the most valuable artifacts of the auction were kept. Some of them had already been shattered, spilling priceless items across the floor, but the main cases, heavily reinforced, were still intact.

The crowd around the stage was too distracted by the bloodshed and fire to notice me.

Time to act.

I moved past the wreckage, my fingers extending toward the artifacts as I manipulated them with Telekinesis.

The first item I grabbed was a dagger—beautifully crafted, its blade gleaming with shadow mana, capable of piercing through magical defenses with ease.

Next, I reached for a cloak—a dark garment, designed to mask the wearer's presence, allowing for perfect stealth in even the most guarded situations.

A potion followed—an elixir that would boost my mana reserves and enhance my stat growth.

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And then I saw it—the real reason I had come. @@novelbin@@

It was a mask, sitting in its own separate case.

A prominent spiral pattern was etched into its surface, centered around where the wearer's right eye would be. The rest of the mask enveloped the face, only revealing that single visible eye. The colors were bold—orange with darker swirls of orange, giving it a sinister and almost otherworldly appearance. It was exactly as described in the game, and I knew the second I laid eyes on it—this was the item I was after.

I reached into the case and carefully lifted the mask, the aura around it pulsing with power.

This was the key to what I needed.

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As soon as I straightened up, mask in hand, I turned around to find myself face-to-face with someone.

A woman.

Her presence was impossible to ignore. She stood tall, exuding an aura of cold, unyielding power. Her silver hair shimmered in the dim light, and her crimson eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine.

Rose Valehart.

Leader of the Veiled Serpent. A woman I had heard much about in passing but had never personally encountered.

She was looking at me, but there was no hint of recognition in her gaze. Still, she didn't speak at first, only studying me with that cold, calculating look.

"You shouldn't be here," she said, her voice low, controlled. She tilted her head slightly, as if puzzled by my presence. "Who are you? Another ghost haunting this place?"

I said nothing. There was no need.

I could feel her gaze boring into me, but I remained calm, not daring to let my focus slip. I had come for the mask, and that's all I intended to leave with.

Also my time is limited , I can use kamui with all mana cores limit is coming.

Then, before she could say another word, I did what I had done countless times before.

I disappeared.

With a thought, I activated Kamui once more. I didn't turn away or attempt to evade—I simply stepped through reality, leaving Rose standing there, utterly confused and silent.

By the time she realized I was gone, I was already out of her line of sight, blending into the chaos of the auction hall once more.

I was gone, unnoticed, as if I had never been there at all.

The auction hall was in complete turmoil as I made my way back into the underground passages. The chaos had escalated beyond the expected, and the auction had completely dissolved into violence and in some time main security of black market will come and will resolve the situation. But none of it mattered. I had what I came for.

Mission accomplished.

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To Be Continued...