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

was the fact that she

one was

on her face, but she

like he was

muttered, bringing out a dark

case I need to clean something

be used for someone else, but more importantly… he never thought they

past the point of complaint

there was nothing he could do

her rags to clean her

to throw the rags to one of the bushes around,

we really be leaving traces?" She asked with

to find us. Besides, this can help the

"Ohhhh…!"

say anything after that, and thankfully… neither did

time Rey spoke was to alert her of incoming enemies, to which she would dispose of in a

the night/early morning, until they finally

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clearing within a patch of land purchased by the KariBlanc

weren't too many inspections and regulations

property, they had every right and autonomy imaginable

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 didn't

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

invisible as they literally flew into the city—past the tall fence that encircled

a lot of Mana to achieve all these things, so the effects

they succeeded

to their patch of land, they were pretty

the entire crew as she placed both

smiled at her,

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

it sort of

the items they were going to be

as everyone did their fair share of work, was

back on one of the carriages while folding his arms in

looked at him, glitters literally oozing from their eyes as they did

use

gone