An Extra’s POV

"I wonder what she meant by that…"

Rey was busy inspecting the pots that the Hobgoblins had made while rubbing his chin and remembering what Trisha said to him.

Her last words would not leave his mind.

"Liar? Me? I mean, sure… I lied to her, but…"

Once Billy returned, he made Trisha his new sparring partner, and Rey was allowed to sit the rest out.

Trisha's rounds with Billy ended in the latter's victory, but it wasn't by an easy margin.

And, despite Trisha losing, she didn't appear sad or disappointed in the slightest.

Rey could see the sharp contrast between the face she made when Billy first defeated her and the one she made in the recent spar.

'I guess she's learning more…' Rey felt happy for her, but also threatened.

'I had to take extra care before coming here today, all because of what she said.'

Though Rey doubted that Trisha would abandon her training just to become his full-time stalker, he still had his concerns.

'No one can know my secret!' He told himself.

"G-GURRRIKA…?"

Rey's thoughts were brought back to reality thanks to the voice of the Hobgoblin who was showing him the most recent batch of pots.

'Ahh! Right… the pots!'

Rey took his time to observe the dark utensil, mumbling to himself as he did so.

"It looks nice. But… it would be better if it had handles and a cover."

Then, there was also the fact that they had to test it under heat and see how well it functioned.

'I had to take into account heat conductivity and its durability.'

That meant ensuring the Orichalcum lining was thin enough to ensure enough heat to permeate the pot and boil whatever was needed to boil.

If it was too thin, though, it could cause it to crack and leak over time.

The problem is

together and sculpted to form

it. Water comes from a fixed location, and they can just fetch

Problem solved!

for the pot being showcased to him,

smiled, tapping the bald head of

"KIKIKIKRII…"

seemed the creature was giggling, and Rey could

gives the Hobgoblins joy.'

couldn't

make more pots to resemble the approved model, I

the Cores for days now, the heaps didn't seem

Cores into the sacs as he could carry, filling them to

have no idea how to sell these, but it still feels good having

routine, he observed the Hobgoblins some more,

had 52 Skills, and his Stats had improved since the last time

well spend the rest of my time getting accustomed to the new Skill and some nice

more Mana than before, he could afford to do

*******

his business in the Royal Dungeon, he

present for a few days, and Rey knew it was very likely that

didn't even

of whatever would distract them

they would all think the doors were still closed, but in

easily

he would retreat into his room and have

then. Let's get this day

*********

'Haa! I'm so beat!'

walked into his dark room with a smile on

library earlier than me

have spent in the library before his

It was crazy!

he managed

to how many times she has won, it

him happy beyond

I'm the only one who considers

Rey, their silent rivalry