An Extra’s POV

"That is all for now. You can return to your rooms now and relax until further notice."

Once Conrad said this, he bowed his head slightly—same as Vida, Lucielle, and Brutus.

"We really appreciate you sticking with us despite all that has happened. Humanity thanks you."

As always, Adonis tried to be humble, and a few students reacted awkwardly. Rey acted stupefied, and before anyone realized it, they were already on their way.

As Conrad watched the Otherworlders leave, his smile grew broader, but a distant worry echoed in the depths of his eyes.

"It seems like we haven't suffered too much of a loss. We have more prospects than ever before, and we aren't fighting on our own."

The presence of the Otherworlders comforted him, and the comrades that stood by his side.

"Sir Ralyks will be here within five days, so we should make all the necessary arrangements for the Dungeon Raid."

The mysterious man that they had only gotten to know about barely three days ago seemed to be their best bet and central figure in the success of the planned Raid.

If he didn't show up, everything would crumble into pieces,

But Conrad had hope. It was the same kind of irrational hope he had when he first heard Ralyks' intentions of saving everyone by himself.

Against all odds, the man succeeded.

As such, Grandmaster Conrad chose to place his faith once again in the one whom the entire United Human Alliance relied on.

The Dark Adventurer, Ralyks!

"We still don't know anything about him, though. All my connections tell me the same thing—that there is no top-ranked Adventurer with such a name." Lady Vida's voice oozed with skepticism.

Conrad couldn't blame her. She hadn't met the man personally, so she couldn't understand.

"It's possible that he is using an alter-ego. What matters is his strength and willingness to help." Conrad responded.

"Besides… it's not like we have other options, right?"

Vida sighed and reluctantly agreed.

end, the current Otherworlders weren't as strong as they needed them to

of that was going to

meant to be planted on the faces

that wasn't

your connections tell you anything about the movements of

this question, a few seconds of

uttered a

Until finally…

This goes deeper than the surface, and not even my connections know what is coming

power vacuum left behind as a result

Royal Council Members that governed and regulated activities in the Black Market, it was inevitable

had grown considerably larger than they could even fathom—was

Have you been able to collect more information from

committing suicide during one of

Conrad heard this from Brutus,

"W-what?!"

We weren't able to get any more than the location of a single central hub of

enough to extract information from someone as stubborn as Evals Redart, but he thought with Lucielle finally recovered, they could give it a try

before they could even

It's best

and Skills existed, but there was

least, not one the

is this central hub located?" Vida spoke up, her gaze directed at

the investigation, but he was most likely taking responsibility for what

much about the specifics, but we know of

Brutus as he

"The Allied Merchant City."

eyes widened at the sound of the place

was the central hub

total revenue that the Alliance used

was a hotspot of all kinds of trade and commercial activity, so while it was not surprising to see that

"What should we do?"

collapse a monolith that was keeping the current

small mistake could compromise