An Extra’s POV

'What the fuck?!'

Rey felt his heart thumping as he heard the muffled conversation between Lucielle and Brutus.

He didn't want to believe what they were saying.m, but Rey knew how foolish and irrational that would be.

'They're talking amongst themselves, so they're most likely telling the truth.'

Rey felt like he had to check for himself, but he felt a wave of hesitation hit him.

'There's a lot going on here that I don't understand. I… I don't know anymore…'

As he stared at the Royal Dungeon entrance, he felt a sigh escape his beaks.

'What the hell? All that effort… for nothing?'

He felt shitty, to say the least.

'It could be an intelligent monster that did this, but why do I find this hard to believe…?'

To Rey, this felt like the work of a person.

And there was no one else that crossed his kind but the mastermind that set him up a few days ago.

'Who else would be behind this? They clearly know of my escapades, so it wouldn't be surprising that they know of the Royal Dungeon…'

But if that was the case, it meant the malefactor knew Rey's full capabilities—or there was a high chance that they did.

That possibility was unsettling.

'They know who I am and what I can do, but I don't know who they are…'

It was frightening!

Rey had never felt this powerless since he arrived in this world, and it didn't matter the Skills he had at his disposal at this point.

He was still very vulnerable.

'I might have to leave the Royal Estate. I don't know if it's safe…'

had this thought, Rey thought about everyone and everything he

weren't much, but

I can't

as much as his

smarter.' Rey had been pushed to a corner, and he could

and resources, then there's a chance he also knows about

was possible that this malefactor would one-up him by making a deal with the Company, rendering his own agreement with

by following the

have bitten his lips if he had any. He could feel frustration

'This… this is… unpleasant!'

these thoughts and worries, Rey considered the possibility

wasn't the mastermind. Maybe

was even a

think the Royal Dungeon

prepare for the worst-case

chance that the market will be saturated by a lot of

he knew it would be wise

they

in the air—thanks to the former's Wind Magic—Rey flapped his

'I better hurry!'

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was the same as usual—sketchy places, and legitimate areas that seemed as mainstream as a

had taken the form of a more mature

Orichalcum Mask was going to distort the prying gazes of detection Magic,

have a

Rey had to look imposing, so he adored this

he exuded, made the lowlives avoid him, and the

be just about done with business. I might even

having this thought, he noticed a

'H-huh…?'

person had golden hair, and the air he exuded was of dignity—not befitting a place like the black

from the young man who

Somehow… he felt familiar.

that guy remind me of Adonis? Na… it can't be

caught dead in

matter was on Rey's mind for a few seconds, but once his eyes spotted

thought of business quickly

no matter what! Even if they're at