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.

as strong as they needed

all of that was

was the only issue on ground, then smiles were meant to be planted on the faces of the four

wasn't the

tell you anything about the movements of the criminal

a few seconds of silence echoed in

one uttered a

Until finally…

No one is saying anything. This goes deeper than the surface, and not even my connections know what is

the recent power vacuum left behind as a result of the deaths of the previous

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

Underworld—which had grown considerably larger than they could even fathom—was left

been able to collect more information

up committing suicide during one of

this from

"W-what?!"

any more than the location

as Evals Redart, but he thought

he died before they could even explore that

be helped. It's best we don't focus on

and Skills existed, but there was none that could

one the

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

led the investigation, but he was most likely taking responsibility

the specifics, but we know of the city where it

Brutus as

"The Allied Merchant City."

sound of the place

central hub of commerce in the entire United

percent of the total

while it was not surprising to see that shady business was

"What should we do?"

they could collapse a

small mistake