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."

knew life wasn't as simple as that, but for the sake of the innocent-looking girl in front of him, he had

relief." Esme smiled,

looking like that? Come to think of it…

a Half-Elf, she

have pointy ears or

Perhaps even a

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

story? How did you end up where

of things he was curious

at least get a glimpse into her background and figure out her origins. Maybe even learn more about

special." As

face made it seem like a statue

Orphanage where I grew up. Many times, families would

Because they

hidden enthusiasm the moment Rey asked the

seeing her, with her stoic face, display so much

I aided them in properly appraising anyone who wanted to adopt a child.

Rey that she indeed enjoyed her time in

such, it was a mutually

roles in the Orphanage and took care of the kids there. Most of the

that they did in

would go on forever, but he

He couldn't.

"I… was happy then."

fond eyes she used to look into the distance, and the sweet smile that radiated from her face as she recollected the

of those were soon discarded as soon as she

her bright face, and her eyes darkened

came

pillaged by Bandits. They

Rey recognized the name.

Criminal Underworld, and were often hired by top players—including the

they would be mere

so many people before my very eyes. The men were mercilessly executed on the

see Esme tremble

despite how pained she looked, not a single tear fell from

despite