An Extra’s POV

"I couldn't speak to them because… they were scary. Bad people… they were all bad people."

As Rey heard Esme mutter those words, he began to understand a little more about her.

'She must have seen their Alignments and noticed the Evil attached.'

Rey wasn't so sure if 'Alignments' properly made a person Good or Bad.

He remembered feeling frustrated after seeing that Billy had a 'Good' Alignment, thinking it had to be a farce.

But, in actuality, Alignments were based on the personal values of an individual and how they interacted with the world around them.

To Billy, his actions were good, but he did them in evil ways, which made him have the [Chaotic Good] Alignment.

It was his own subjective definition of 'good' mixed in with the actions of the opposite proportions.

'I think men like Asher know what kind of actions they engage in. Still, they indulge in it because it's the only path they can take or desire to take to get to their goals.'

For Asher and many members of the KariBlanc Group, Rey assumed they operated on self-interest, and they would do anything to gain profit… as long as it was in accordance with their code.

'That's why… I don't think there's any good or bad people here.'

Rey could never proclaim himself as a good person.

And he could never completely label Asher as a bad person.

In the end, they were just performing good or bad deeds using their own subjective motivations and interpretations to guide them.

'I can't tell her any of that, though.' Rey sighed internally and nodded slowly at her words.

"I understand." He could only mutter.

"I trust you because you're Neutral Good. You also saved me, so…"

As her voice trailed, he founded gaze wandering.

'Is she worried about the other slaves?' Once he had this thought, exude to comfort her a little.

"Don't worry. I saved everyone. They were taken to the Royal Estate, so they should all be with their families shortly."

as that, but for the sake of the innocent-looking girl in front of him, he had

smiled, though her gaze still

is she looking like that? Come to think of it… I know nothing

though the System said she was a Half-Elf, she looked pretty

ears or

a really, REALLY pretty girl. Perhaps even a princess of some faraway kingdom or

Stats don't lie. She's definitely special.' With that in

tell me your story? How did you end up where I found

of things he was

at least get a glimpse into her background and figure out her origins. Maybe

huh? To be honest, it's nothing too special." As Esme spoke, her gaze seemed to be on something

it seem like a statue was

Orphanage where I grew

Because they

with some hidden enthusiasm

felt a little endearing seeing her, with her stoic face, display

my gift, and I aided them in properly appraising anyone who wanted to adopt a child. I became indispensable to them, to the point that they finally agreed

showed Rey that she indeed enjoyed her time in the Orphanage. They were probably the only family

such, it was a mutually beneficial arrangement for both

Orphanage and took care of the kids there. Most of the people I grew up with had gone, but a few

that they

go on forever, but he

He couldn't.

"I… was happy then."

she used to look into the distance, and the sweet smile that radiated from her face as she recollected the good times…

all of those were soon discarded as soon as she

her bright face, and

came next, even Rey felt his

Bandits. They called themselves members

Rey recognized the name.

the Criminal Underworld, and were often

think they

men were mercilessly executed on the spot,

Esme tremble

her hardest to control her emotions, and despite how pained she looked, not a single tear fell from her

clear despite how many