An Extra’s POV

Chapter 238

'T-this guy…!'

Fernand felt a burning rage course through his veins as he looked at the man who stood just a few meters from him.

'He has the audacity to show me his back?!'

Fernand already knew he was strong, wasn't this bordering on the line of hubris?

'I was caught off guard when he sent that pulsating attack that created distance between us.'

Still, that didn't give the fool a license to let his guard down in front of a powerful opponent.

Fernand knew he certainly wasn't going to be hit by that attack again.

'So why is he being so lax? Is he that confident in his victory? Or is he just a foolish youth who doesn't know his place?'

Fernand was willing to bet on the latter.

'It seems he hasn't experienced the ultimate disgrace—not like I have. He doesn't know there are bigger fish in this world.'

There was always someone stronger.

As a warrior, that realization had driven him to hone his strength and work even harder to reach his determined destination.

For many, though, this realization often came with despair.

They could never truly be the strongest since there was always going to be someone who was more talented or skilled that would surpass the strongest.

He experienced this when he was the Head Warrior and was bested by a Warrior within his ranks.

Back then, he had lost in every sense of the word—a fact that he wasn't willing to accept until he finally reflected on everything.

He was weaker than the current Head Warrior. He knew that.

After his disgrace, he remained in the Royal Estate in an attempt to regain his position, but nothing worked.

No matter how hard he trained, or how much work he put in, Brutus was always stronger.

He struggled against the tides so much that he began to sink so deep.

That was when an Epiphany hit him.

'There are some opponents you just can't surpass.'

do

Perhaps in a smaller place where

superiority, Fernand stumbled upon the

was instantly promoted to the

knew

strong enough to be among the Deadly

had to

that I've finally made it this far… I won't be

blade as he glared at the man he would soon

but it seems you simply want to die a swift

decided to activate his Skills and strike at full

room for hubris

[Swift Mind]. [Elevate]. [Aura

that Fernand had—the very Skills that made him a deadly

Mind] made his weapon and mind move at such fast rates that time seemed to

could think very fast even in the shortest

too, it would be too fast for any eye

coupled with [Elevate] that improved his physical abilities so that they could match his mind and weapon's

fast to be evaded

Skill was what truly made him a nigh

Sword] imbued his weapon with powerful and dense energy—Mana that had

energy that cuts

could easily cut down a nobody that stood in

'Die for your foolishness.'

the distance between him and his target in

have defenses,

true

~CLANG!~

'W-what?!'

again, Fernand met heavy resistance

been heavier and faster than

even added Aura

why was this man's defenses so

'W-who are you?!'

in the mask slowly looked at him, his eyes shining

voice

wasn't in slow

being activated, he was perceiving the opponent in real

was that? We're his Skills not working? Had he slowed

of those were the

answer was very simple, but unacceptable

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