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.

Otherworlders weren't as strong as they needed

all of that was going to

that was the only issue on ground, then smiles were meant to be planted

that wasn't the

about the movements of the

question, a few

uttered a

Until finally…

is saying anything. This goes deeper than the surface, and not even my connections know what

were referring to was the recent power vacuum left behind as a

regulated activities in the Black Market, it

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

your end? Have you been able to collect more

He ended up committing suicide

Conrad heard this from

"W-what?!"

than the location of a single central hub of

but he thought with Lucielle finally recovered, they could give it

died before they could even

I guess it can't be helped. It's

Magic and Skills existed, but there was none that could raise the

least, not one the

is this central hub located?" Vida spoke up,

the investigation, but he was

specifics, but we

was on Brutus as he

"The Allied Merchant City."

at the sound of the place of

hub of commerce in the

over twenty percent of the total revenue that the Alliance used to

to see that shady business was being done there, the four were incredibly anxious about how to make

"What should we do?"

collapse a monolith that was keeping the current

small mistake could compromise