An Extra’s POV

"Hmm…"

As Rey looked at the unconscious body of the Half-Elf before him, he thought of the most secure place he could imagine for her.

No matter how hard he thought, only one place came to mind.

'Haaa… why do I keep going back to them?'

He opened up a portal that led to the meeting room where he usually met with Aldred.

According to what he was told, the room was reserved exclusively for him and the deals he brought.

'That means she'll be safe there. Aldred has seen her fact too, so he probably already knows not to harm her if he suddenly finds her there.'

Once he carried the girl into the portal using Absolute Wind Magic, Rey felt a rumbling sound beneath him.

A hole was created several hundred meters from where he stood, and like a blur, the body of the dragon flew into it.

In essence, Rey had even gotten to a top floor before it could.

The boy chuckled, already feeling his body shiver with excitement.

There was always something surreal about pursuing something—like playing tag—that made the human heart race in anticipation.

That was what Rey was currently feeling.

'Well then… let's begin the chase!'

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"Haa… haaaaaa… haaaa!!!"

Jer'ard was wheezing heavily as he made his way out of the Royal Dungeon.

Floor by Floor, he ascended by shooting Dragon Breaths into the ceiling and creating massive holes in them.

In the situation where he neared a ceiling and his breath wasn't fast enough, he would crash into it and create holes with his own body.

It hurt him, sure, but nothing currently mattered to Jer'ard than getting away.

… Away from the monster he just encountered.

'Even Monsters are weaker than Dragons! That man… that entity… he is not a Monster!'

He was far worse.

was pointless to try to

even trying

the start! He should have just teleported and run

did he try to fight? Why did

try to be

I just want to run! I

leave the humans and

report the current state of affairs here and leave things to the Dragon Generals—no, perhaps even

matters weren't meant for him—a mere

lose him?' He looked below. 'I lost him,

see the man known as Ralyks,

Overjoyed, even!

wasn't going to die,

Then—

~WHUSH!~

felt a disturbance in the space around him. He turned to his side for a

'W-was that—?!'

he saw a blur that resembled

was no way Ralyks had

absolutely

~SQUELCH!~

Jer'ard in the back, causing him to screech as

IT WAS RALYKS!

"ARGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

about the sudden appearance of

'H-how..?! Already?! No way!'

Ralyks was much faster than

slice off his hand back

not sensed his approach

the 99th Floor and appeared right

… RIGHT?!

~WHUUSSH!~

all around Ralyks and they

devastating—as if they were being pushed by

blade, seemingly appearing out of

them as the winds surrounding them

flew and pierced even more parts of his

next volley, but despite his best efforts at aerodynamics, it was all

blades followed

remotely? Why won't they

aerodynamics,

followed and