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.

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

wondered to himself as he immersed

time at all, he

think those men

he said this, Yuri raised her brows and waited for him to

guess, I'd say they're more interested in making us fail, or destroying us and our goods, rather

you think so, Sir

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

the fact that she had been doing this job for much longer than he was, wasn't she

was just

had to explain

I see. You're

eyes so badly, but Rey

who do you

he was asked this, there was only one thought that came

enemy side—specifically

began to form a frown. All the

sure they hired a lot of Mercenary Gang members to block all your major travel paths, which means we would have encountered

outside the Capital, they could have more

I learned a new Skill. [Lesser Object

decided he would simply use [Merger] and combine a

If my guess is correct, then we

her arm and gave

smiling for some reason underneath his mask, though he

at least one of us is excited." He whispered as he

wonder what

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member of the esteemed

slightly pale skin that couldn't

but thanks to his hard work and dedication to the

meant, for this group of fifty,

achievement of his to fuel his ego,

respectable organization, the Mercenary Gang operated on a strict hierarchical system, and he had managed

Wasn't he just amazing?

wiped out." One of his subordinates

"W-what?! Already?!"

his face

the hell did Miller do? How did he

Fabian wanted his comrade—Miller—to fail, but not before whittling