Coin’s Edge: Reincarnated as a Extra

Kang!

"What the hell are you doing, Michael?" the vice principal asked in an ice voice, narrowing his eyes at Michael while trying to wrench his short sword free from Michael's silver gauntlet, firmly holding the vice principal's sword tip in place.

However, despite his efforts, the vice principal could barely pry his sword from Michael's grasp. Frustrated, he shouted in an aged, angry tone.

"Do you even understand what you're doing?"

"That commoner has killed a prince! The Eldoria Empire has been pouring vast financial resources into maintaining the Academy. That's why I must act—even if your students are innocent!"

"I have to maintain order in the Academy… Do you understand?" the vice principal shouted, his wrinkled face twisted in rage.

…

Michael didn't say anything.

He unclenched his fist, letting the vice principal's sword drop. Then, he slowly moved his eyes at Hector before shifting his faint gaze back to the vice principal.

"I'm just following the Academy's rules..."

"And my role as an instructor," Michael added with a faint shrug, rebutting calmly.

…

"Hmph… If that's what you say… then just die!"

In an instant, the vice principal's figure vanished swiftly, leaving behind a vertical mana slash that tore through the floor, shattering the stone in its wake as it lunged toward Michael and Hector.

The sudden attack caught everyone off guard, sending shockwaves of panic through the crowd. Chaos erupted, especially among the students, as fear took hold.

A few seconds later, the instructors guided them away from the scene.

This was a battle that no one could interfere with—not even the instructors—except for the Principal.

Kang!

Keng!

…

Kang!

The powerful clashes and blurred figures of the combatants filled the air, accompanied by long slash marks and streaks of firelight erupting everywhere.

In just a few short minutes of circling around, both had experienced numerous intense clashes.

"You're strong… for a lowly commoner!"

"I'll take it as a compliment."

Kang!

Michael grinned, his gauntlets clenching tightly around the vice principal's sword.

They were locked in a fierce struggle.

"This is NOT a compliment!" the vice principal roared in fury, attempting to slice through Michael's gauntlets with a forceful slash, aiming to break his defense in two!

Michael vanished again into the air as flames engulfed his figure, and a mocking laugh echoed through the battlefield.

"Hahahaha! … Don't make me laugh. This proves that you're just like a rat—just like me…"

…

"Is that so?" The vice principal narrowed his wrinkled eyes as he scanned the raging flames surrounding him. It was clear that Michael's words had struck a nerve.

"I'll show you the true power of the Haley Clan! … Don't forget—I'm just a lowly member of a Great Clan."

His voice carried a hint of pride, but it left traces of disappointment and bitterness.

Then, tightening his grip on his sword's hilt, he shifted into a swordsman's stance, his gaze locked onto the roaring flames, searching for any trace of Michael.

"You're here!"

In an instant, the vice principal's right hand, gripping his sword, vanished—only to reappear as if nothing had happened.

However, the surroundings told a different story.

The raging flames had been completely extinguished, leaving behind the agonized figure of a man in the distance.

"That was… a Dimensional Slash?..." Michael muttered through gritted teeth, his face twisted in pain. He glanced down at his chest, where a deep, bleeding wound stretched across.

He struggled to rise but quickly gave up as red, pungent blood continued to flow from his wound.

"Sigh… Anyway, my task is done…"

…

Tap.

Tap.

Tap.

The vice principal moved his feet lightly toward Michael, who was lying motionless on the rubble caused by the fight.

"Do you have any last words?" he asked, his voice dropping to an icy tone.

Contrary to the vice principal's thoughts, Michael raised his middle finger shakily.

Every vice principal's wrinkled forehead increasingly appeared as he looked at Michael.

He barely hid the killing intent in his deep eyes.

However, He quickly lowered his intentions as another aged voice echoed over this place.

"I think…everything should stop here.''

…

"Huh?" The vice principal slightly tilted his head in confusion, turning toward the source of the sound.

"Why are you interfering with my job? … Our roles are different."

To maintain the balance of authority within the academy, the vice principal had been assigned a crucial role—one that even the principal, despite being at the Ascendant rank, did not possess.

In summary, the vice principal's duty was to eliminate any threats and disturbances that might arise within the academy, while the principal served as its figurehead and core.

However, He also realized why the reason was when Wren was running toward Michael to take care of him thoughtfully.

''Ah! I see…'' The vice principal nodded quietly while sighing.

It turned out that the Principal's daughter loved him, which explained why he protected Michael.

Yet, A while later, he added.

''I'll forgive his stupid action but …. his students must die!''

His voice carried no hint of pity as he spoke to Hector, meaning that Hector's fate certainly was to die.

''You're not what any chance!...5 days after, the discussion meeting will take place, and you will not be able to abuse any power!''

Then, the vice principal quickly vanished, leaving not a bit of a trace.

…

A few minutes later, silence strangled the broken place, interrupted only by the voices of three people.

"It's too bad… I won't be able to do anything if that discussion happens."

"What a mess! Too many things are running through my head!" The principal ruffled his silver hair in frustration and helplessness.

Days had passed, yet trouble kept piling up.

Instructors had gone missing, and now even the Master's daughter had disappeared.

And now, he was forced to deal with these new problems while the old ones remained unresolved.

He wished that if everything could be handled with power, his head wouldn't hurt like that.

"Perhaps we should remove the boy from the academy…" Wren suggested softly.

"At the very least, he can survive…!"

"Right! Right!'' the Principal immediately shouted, his face lighting up like a jester's.

''Then, I can settle this matter with Lady Violet!"

He thrust out his chest proudly, looking at Wren.

"Luckily for me, I have a daughter like you."

But his excitement quickly turned into an expression of extreme boredom as he watched Wren suddenly dash toward Michael.

"M-My daughter…"