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

to himself as he immersed himself

at all, he

don't think those

this, Yuri raised her brows and waited for

had to guess, I'd say they're more interested in making

do you think so, Sir

the details at her, or tell her to use her

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

she was just their

eventually had to

see. You're

eyes so badly, but Rey

you think is

asked this, there was

side—specifically the Mercenary

face began to form a frown. All the cheerfulness from earlier

Gang members to block all your major travel paths, which means we would have encountered that same problem if we

routes led outside the Capital, they could

like I learned a new Skill. [Lesser Object Enchant]. It's

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

be on guard. If my guess is correct, then we might face even

raised her arm and gave a wild smile. "I'll beat them

smiling for some reason underneath his mask, though he merely stuffs

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

wonder what

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of the

skin that couldn't be properly detected

just joined a few years ago, but thanks to his hard work

fifty, he was the man in

of his to fuel his ego, but he knew

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

Wasn't he just amazing?

first Squad was wiped out." One of his

"W-what?! Already?!"

appeared on his face as soon as he heard

did Miller do? How did he let them

fail, but not before whittling down the numbers of the