An Extra’s POV

"Oh?"

Rey was currently looking at the new and improved Hobgoblin civilization he had helped kickstart, and a look of pride was radiating through his face.

"It's been like four days since I last came here. You guys are doing well for yourselves."

For the first time, the place didn't smell—at least, not too much—when he entered the clearing.

And even now that he was standing among the kneeling Hobs, he could notice a lot of changes.

'Everywhere is so clean. They've made the pots as per instruction, and they're properly taking care of their waste.'

Everything was in perfect order.

'A few more things—like good clothing and variety of food—would be nice, but it's not a necessity for them to be useful to me.'

As a result, Rey decided to leave that thought at the back burner.

Right now, he had bigger fish to fry.

'Right now, this is the safest place for me and my property…'

He had initially thought it was a good move to take Monster Cores from the Hobs and hide them in his room, but now he could see how foolish that line of reasoning was.

'There's no better place to keep them than this place.'

If he hadn't caught the perpetrator, or if the malefactor had been someone else, he would have been in a lot more hot water.

Rey recognized that very well.

'From now on, I'll be hiding my stuff here…'

Of course, it wouldn't be a temporary measure.

'Once I get enough Spatial Rings—apart from the one I gave Noah for business—I'll store them in there and keep them with me at all times.'

in total—and there was a limited size of objects he could place in a

as many Spatial Rings in a sac… and

Platinum Coins

the sweet deal of finally being able to harvest all the heaps of Cores

just

few days to completely clear all the Monster Cores in his room, but

on to the

wasn't on the

concerned about them, the primary reason for coming to the Dungeon today didn't

lot stronger. I

he couldn't kill the Hobs at such an early stage since they would give

was

delight as he spotted the entrance precisely where the Hobgoblin Chief used

used [Flight] to swiftly approach

position, and right under it was the

it up, but recognized it was of importance, so they built their throne around

little stuck in a decision he had

go in now,

took a quick glance at the Hobgoblins, and while they were on and about in their activities, they were also looking

settles it. I'm

much nothing more he could do for the Hobs. He just had to plunder

attention now was the

he was ready

'Let's go!'

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darkness was what would accurately describe the natural habitat of the Hobgoblins, the

"G-guh!"

fell to his knees as he took in

gotten so used to the dark that he needed

it felt for them when

had to be a lot worse since the Hobs had

It hurt still.

before the pain