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.

you… Sir Ralyks." She mumbled, suddenly acting flustered for

her deal?' Rey wondered to himself as

no time at all, he arrived

think those

this, Yuri raised her brows and waited for him

in making us fail, or destroying us and our goods, rather than plundering

do you think so, Sir

details at her, or tell her

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

she was

eventually had to

see. You're

wanted to roll his eyes so badly, but Rey gave in to

you think is

asked this, there was only one thought that came to

side—specifically

a frown. All

a lot of Mercenary Gang members to

as the routes led outside the Capital, they could have more enough

like I learned a new Skill. [Lesser Object Enchant]. It's a D-Tier Skill, so it's pretty

he would simply use [Merger] and combine a Skill like [Greater Weapon

any case, we should be on guard. If my guess is correct, then we might face even more formidable opponents

her arm and gave a wild

underneath his

of us is excited." He whispered as he

wonder what awaits us

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a member of

brown hair, and slightly pale skin

but thanks to his hard work and dedication to the group, he

of fifty, he

his to fuel his ego, but he

in any respectable organization, the Mercenary Gang operated on a strict hierarchical system, and he

Wasn't he just amazing?

Squad was wiped out." One of

"W-what?! Already?!"

on his

Miller do? How did he let them get

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