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 very loud and

she

the third one was that

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

almost felt like he

muttered, bringing out a

have lots of them in stock in case I need to clean

but more

past the point of complaint anyway.'

had gotten a lot of stains on her attire, and there was nothing he could do about that, so he

her rags

her to throw the rags to one of the bushes around, much to Yuri's

we really be leaving traces?" She asked

bodies we left behind are enough traces for those who care to find us. Besides, this can help the KariBlanc Group trace our position and

"Ohhhh…!"

anything after that, and thankfully…

was to alert her of incoming enemies, to which she would dispose of

process through the night/early morning, until they

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point of trade was a large clearing within

there weren't too many

private property, they had every right and autonomy

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

the Black Market, talkless of beating one of its leaders, if they

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

practically invisible as they literally flew into the city—past

to achieve all these

succeeded in

got to their patch

grinned at the entire crew

all smiled at her, charmed by her endearing

turned off by the slight stains of blood

of added to

offload the items they

in a corner, and watching as everyone did

resting his back on one of the carriages while

literally oozing from

can't believe he could use such

think things would have gone so smoothly if