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.

was practically announcing vulnerability to everyone who

this delegation, the other Groups might think we're

was the best thing they

behind and reached the tunnel at the

be smooth sailing

probably see the Jaune stronghold

murmured, bringing

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

something they couldn't handle,

KariBlanc Group, he had

thoughts trailed as he looked at the Enchanted Item in his

on the glasses and

and a shiny light surged from Asher's

Then—

'I-impossible! What is this?!'

a sight so horrible that one could practically chalk it

compound were on fire, and he

be qualified as 'corpses', given

is bad!' Asher's thoughts echoed

could see a few people

needed help, so if the

negotiations might go

towards the infernal flames and sea of blood that greeted

distracted and get this

as they prepared to quickly save

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

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

low! Does that mean Sir Ralyks was right? Did they go to the enemy

so, then our plan crumbles

Asher's face as he composed himself

should first go to their aid and hope for the

choice already made, Asher and his men parked their carriages and horses in a secure location, one of them casted a sort of protection

of this was done, they proceeded