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 everyone

father comes for this delegation, the other Groups might

this was the best

green shrubberies behind and reached the tunnel at the

smooth sailing from

probably see the Jaune stronghold

murmured, bringing out a pair of glasses

Asher even came out of the carriage at this point. The journey had been a bit stressful, especially since

they

to the KariBlanc Group, he had

better confirm the state of the Jaune Group…' Asher's thoughts trailed as he looked at the Enchanted Item in his

on the glasses and activated

blue, and a shiny

Then—

'I-impossible! What is this?!'

sight so horrible

on fire, and he could see corpses buried in their entrails and

couldn't even be qualified as 'corpses', given the messed up states of their

echoed as he narrowed down

see a few people fighting, but that was about

needed help, so if the KariBlanc

might go even

rush towards the infernal

not get distracted and get this

and his subordinates as they prepared to quickly save their potential

the preparations and impatience that swirled within the group, a worrisome thought kept on

been done by the Mercenary Gang. No one else has enough power or even the nerve

Sir Ralyks was right? Did they go to the

plan

sweat fell from Asher's face as he

their aid and hope for the

horses in a secure location, one of them casted a sort

this was done, they