An Extra’s POV

Rebal Blanc's heart was racing.

As he stared at the man known as Ralyks, he felt a sensation he hadn't gotten in the longest time.

—Sheer Intimidation!

Rebal was genuinely anxious as he sat on his seat while staring at Ralyks.

After the man had deciphered his identity after just one meeting, Rebal knew he was the real deal.

'How long has he known Aldred's real name? Since the very first day too? Damnit, I messed up!'

Those were his initial thoughts when he mulled over the meaning behind Ralyks stating both their names so casually.

Now that he had calmed down, Rebal could tell that it was just a show of power.

Thankfully, Ralyks wasn't offended that they had kept Asher's identity a secret.

The reason he was currently was because he was waiting for Ralyks' answer.

Right now, the KariBlanc Group needed a miracle.

He and his son had been strategizing different routes to take in their plans, but they always ended up coming up short due to their current lack of enough resources.

If they were to turn the situation around, they needed help—a lot of it.

"Fine… I'm in."

The moment Rebal heard those words from Ralyks' lips, his heart nearly skipped a beat.

He knew he was a little emotional a short moment ago, but he couldn't help it. He had thought that it would turn the man off, but thankfully that wasn't the case.

"Thank you, Sir Ralyks." Once again, Rebal bowed.

Asher, who stood beside him, also bowed as well.

He hadn't spoken a single word since the start of the meeting, as was the customs of people of their standing.

trust you. Besides, since our relationship runs deep, there's no need to go

as soon as Ralyks said these

mean it?' Rebal knew

the reasonable thing and chose not to

are correct. Thank you,

Rebal did

the equation, feel free to ask for the favors you require. As long as it's not dirty work, and it

sounded like music to

"U-understood!"

a few days

and Rebal took this as his queue to

can be discussed later. Once the

absolutely fair—if not downright

floating, this wasn't the time to

a reward now,

forward to working with you, Sir Ralyks." Rebal moved closer and

face, reflecting the current state of

contrasted by the ominously dark mask that Ralyks donned. He honestly looked like a demon, with his crimson eyes and

relieved that the deal was sealed… even it appeared to be nothing

I'll be

of space surrounded Ralyks, and just as he dislodged his hand from the man's

even a trance of his presence was

"Haaa… Haaa…!"

out heavy breaths as

of sweat were already falling down his face as he nervously approached his

latter squeaking a little thanks to

Time out,

father didn't listen, carrying Asher up as

felt awkward—a man in his early thirties being carried by another

However, Rebal didn't care.

joy that he, his son, and

you'll interfere with the Item

said this, it was already too late for him. The current thirty-or-so year old man began

a soft whooshing sound of wind enveloped the man known

his gray hair and sparkling green eyes. He had clear skin, and a perfectly handsome

attractive than his previous form—or perhaps