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.

announcing vulnerability to everyone

father comes for this delegation, the other Groups might think we're

was the best thing they could

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

smooth sailing

used his Enchanted Item, he could probably see

Asher murmured, bringing out a pair of glasses

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

something they couldn't

heir to the KariBlanc Group, he had to make sure he was at least this

state of the Jaune Group…' Asher's thoughts trailed

put on the glasses and

bright blue, and a shiny light surged from

Then—

'I-impossible! What is this?!'

a sight so horrible that one could practically chalk it up

compound were on fire, and

qualified as 'corpses', given

thoughts echoed as he narrowed down his

few people

help, so

negotiations might

take any chances, so he decided to rush towards the infernal flames and sea of blood that greeted his sight anytime

not get distracted and

him and his subordinates as they prepared to quickly save their

within the group, a worrisome

one else has enough power

they'd stoop this low! Does that mean Sir Ralyks was right? Did they go to the

our plan crumbles from the

Asher's face

go to their aid

one of them casted a sort of protection Spell, while the other

all of this was done,