An Extra’s POV

[Moments Earlier]

'This is a very important mission…'

Asher—known for all intents as purposes as Aldred by the group he was traveling with—was currently in deep thought as he sat in the carriage.

The world was currently shrouded in darkness, which meant this was the perfect moment to think.

His eyes fluttered open, and then he closed then soon after, thinking of the current state of his father's company.

… His birthright.

'Right now, I have to convince the Jaune Councilor.'

Each Council Member of the Obsidian Council had a code name attached to their real names.

His father was the Blanc Obsidian Member; and right now, the plan was to convince the Jaune and Verte Members respectively.

'Lord Verte is too far away, so we'll have to start with Lord Jaune.'

Depending on how much he paced himself, they could get there in an hour. However, Asher couldn't imagine doing something like that.

'There's still etiquette to consider, and we can't just intrude on another's property at such an ungodly hour.'

As such, the eventual plan became for him to simply camp outside their territory and wait for dawn to break before proceeding any further.

'Yeah. That'll work.' As Asher thought this, he looked outside his window and observed the two entourages that sat on their mounts and steadily moved beside him.

There was also one more behind him.

Adding them to the coachman, there were a total of four entourages—five individuals in total.

'Let's hope the delegation ends well.'

Even though his father—Rebal Blanc himself—wanted to be the one to lead this delegation, it would be too risky for him to leave their main area of business.

practically announcing vulnerability to

Groups might think we're desperate and we

this was the best thing they could

shrubberies behind and reached the tunnel at the end of the lush greenery that surrounded them

be smooth sailing from

probably see the Jaune stronghold

set up camp here, then…" Asher murmured, bringing out a pair of glasses

carriage at this point. The journey had been

wasn't something they

sole heir to the KariBlanc Group, he had to make sure he

the Jaune Group…' Asher's thoughts trailed as

on the glasses

a shiny light

Then—

'I-impossible! What is this?!'

enhanced eyes was a sight so horrible that one could practically chalk

on fire, and he could see corpses

be qualified as 'corpses', given the messed up

echoed as he narrowed

a few people fighting, but that was

help, so if

negotiations might

so he decided to rush towards the infernal flames and

not get distracted and get

and his subordinates as they

that swirled within the

else has enough

that mean Sir Ralyks was right?

so, then our plan crumbles

Asher's face as he composed

their aid and hope for

in a secure location, one of them casted a sort

of this was done,