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.

Besides, since our relationship runs deep, there's no need to go as

as soon as Ralyks said these

it?' Rebal knew he would never have the

chose not to doubt the

correct. Thank you,

time, Rebal

for the favors you require. As long as it's not dirty work, and it borrows my strength, then I will

like music

"U-understood!"

days after making some

his feet, and Rebal took this as

discussed later. Once

absolutely fair—if not downright

Group was barely floating, this wasn't

a reward now,

Ralyks." Rebal moved closer and stretched out his hand

smile on his face, reflecting the current

Ralyks donned. He honestly looked like a demon, with

Rebal felt relieved that the deal was sealed… even it appeared to be

be taking my

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

even a trance of his

"Haaa… Haaa…!"

the first to let out heavy breaths as

sweat were already falling down his face as he nervously approached

latter squeaking a little thanks to being squeezed by his

Time out,

didn't listen, carrying Asher up as if the boy was still

in his early thirties being carried by another who seemed to be

However, Rebal didn't care.

as he expressed genuine joy that he, his son, and his empire, would not have

you'll interfere with the Item too

it was already too late for him. The current thirty-or-so year old man began to fade away under

being cleared, and a soft whooshing sound of wind enveloped the man known as

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

would say he looked more attractive than his previous form—or perhaps