An Extra’s POV

'Strange…'

As Rey listened to the story that Yuri force fed to him, he felt something off about the entire situation.

'From how she described them, they don't seem like mere bandits.'

Their coordination, gear, and most of all… their abilities.

It was true that bandits existed in tiers, but it was very unlikely to see an entire group of bandits have that level of consistent power.

Besides, this was an established path by the KariBlanc Group, which was a big deal in the criminal underworld.

Rey found it strange that a mere group of bandits would want to attack their caravan and risk pissing off thr KariBlanc Group.

'Last but not least, their mode of operation—or should I say their method of attacking—feels shady.'

Bandits employed several strategies, but the one Rey had seen wasn't one of them.

At least, according to what he had studied on the subject.

'A bombardment of projectiles is used during times of war or intense conflict—where the goal is to obliterate your opponent.'

Yet…

'Why would bandits use such a method that risks harming the merchandise?'

Sure, the bombardment could also be used for ambushes, but it was almost always fatal and destructive,

Bandits could not afford to have their prospective items be damaged. It would reduce in value if that happened, or it could even have none.

As Rey stared at Yuri's face, he could tell that she wasn't thinking about any of these things.

She just seemed to be looking forward to the next fight.

"Your face…" Rey found himself blurting out as he noticed a splatter of blood around her cheek.

"Hm?"

Yuri didn't know what he was referring to, causing Rey to sigh.

It was too distracting, so he swiftly brought out a black linen fabric and used it to scrub her face.

In no time at all, the stain vanished.

She mumbled, suddenly acting flustered for the first time since they

himself as he immersed

all,

don't think those men were

said this, Yuri raised her brows and

guess, I'd say they're more interested in making us fail, or

do you think

yell the details at her, or tell her to use her head a

for much longer than he was, wasn't she supposed to be the expert

was

to explain everything

I see.

to roll his eyes so badly, but

do you think is

moment he was asked this, there was only

enemy side—specifically

to form a frown. All the

hired a lot of Mercenary Gang members to block

routes led outside the Capital, they could

I learned a new Skill. [Lesser Object Enchant].

and combine a

is correct, then we might face even more formidable opponents as

arm and gave a wild smile. "I'll

some reason underneath his mask, though

excited." He whispered as he gazed outside the

what awaits us

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of the

hair, and slightly pale skin that

his hard work and dedication to the group, he was promoted

group of fifty, he was the man in

his to fuel his ego, but he knew he

on a strict hierarchical

Wasn't he just amazing?

first Squad was wiped out." One of

"W-what?! Already?!"

on his face as

Miller do? How did he let them get

his comrade—Miller—to fail, but not before whittling down the numbers of