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;

that she was

the fact that she could be cruel

third one was that she was

now, she was trying to rub off the blood on her face, but she only

almost felt like he was watching

muttered, bringing out a dark rag

stock in case I need to clean something that gets

but

past the point

stains on her attire, and there was nothing he could do about that, so he simply settled for

her rags to

Rey instructed her to throw the rags

traces?" She asked with

are enough traces for those who care to find us. Besides, this can help the KariBlanc Group

"Ohhhh…!"

that, and

spoke was to alert her of incoming enemies,

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

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of trade was a large clearing within a

a developing city, so there weren't too many inspections

since this was the KariBlanc Group's private property, they had every right and

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

talkless of beating one of its

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

they literally flew into the

of Mana to achieve all these

they succeeded in

the security and got to their patch of land,

the entire crew as she placed both hands

at her, charmed by her endearing

so they weren't turned off by the slight stains of blood

of added

began to offload the items they were

a corner, and watching as everyone did

of the carriages

men looked at him, glitters literally

he could use such a

think things would have gone so smoothly