An Extra’s POV

[STATUS WINDOW]

- Name: Yuri

- Race: Human

- Class: Berserker (C-Tier)

- Level: 99 (99.99% EXP)

- Life Force: 10 [50]

- Mana Level: 30/30 [100]

- Combat Ability: 61 [150]

- Stat Points: 0

- Skills (Exclusive): [Sword Mastery]

- Skills (Non-Exclusive): [Combat Application]. [Warrior's Mantle]. [Farsight]. [Night Vision].

- Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

[Additional Information]

A sword genius who was found and raised by the KariBlanc Group. She considers everyone in the company as family and would do anything for her family.

Even if it means killing anyone who stands in her way.

[End Of Information]

As Rey concluded his use of [Absolute Appraisal], he smiled slightly.

'Looks like she took care of them very quickly again.'

As Yuri returned into the carriage, Rey found himself observing her. First with [Absolute Appraisal], then a close investigation on her muscular body hidden underneath the baggy clothes.

'I guess she's pretty strong by this world's standards…' His thoughts trailed while seeing her excited grin.

Since he began his travels with Yuri, there were three things he had learned about her;

was very loud and

she

third one was that

off the blood on her face, but she only made things worse

like he was

out a dark

of them in stock in case I need to clean something that gets stained

used for someone else, but

whatever. I've gone past the point of

on her attire, and there was nothing he could do about that, so

rags to clean her

Rey instructed her to throw the rags to one of the bushes

traces?" She asked with raised

traces for those who care to find us. Besides, this can

"Ohhhh…!"

after that, and thankfully… neither did

incoming enemies, to which she would dispose

this process through the night/early morning, until they finally

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of trade was a large clearing within a

a developing city, so there weren't too

was the KariBlanc Group's private property, they had every right and autonomy imaginable when it

part of the entire journey—second only to leaving the capital—but even that wasn't

able to survive in the Black Market, talkless of beating one of its leaders, if they didn't have methods of

of the caravan members, who shrouded everything in Illusion Magic, while using a massive Enchanted fabric to cover the carriages and

they literally flew into

all these things,

succeeded in

got past the security and got to their patch of land, they

grinned at the entire crew as she placed

at her, charmed by her

were all members of the criminal underworld, so they weren't turned off by the slight stains of

fact, it sort of

to offload the

watching as everyone did their fair share

on one of the carriages while folding his arms

few men looked at him, glitters literally oozing from their eyes

can't believe he could use such a

think things would have gone