An Extra’s POV

'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.'

than try fruitlessly to do so,

in a smaller place where you could

and superiority, Fernand stumbled upon the Mercenary

to the rank of the Heads of

Fernand knew he

was definitely strong enough to

just had

far… I won't be stopped by the likes

at the man he would soon cut

it seems

his Skills and

room

Blade]. [Swift Mind]. [Elevate].

had—the very Skills that made

Blade] and [Swift Mind] made his weapon and mind move at such fast rates

could think very fast even

would be too fast for any eye to

[Elevate] that improved his physical abilities so that they could match

fast to be

was what truly made

his weapon with powerful and dense energy—Mana that had been

the energy that cuts through all

side, he could easily cut down a nobody that stood in

'Die for your foolishness.'

the distance between him and his target in one breath, his blade already raised

not you have defenses, I'll cut them all

the true

~CLANG!~

'W-what?!'

again, Fernand met heavy resistance from

strike had definitely been heavier and faster than

added Aura to

why was this man's

'W-who are you?!'

slowly looked at him, his eyes shining

voice echoed in the air,

wasn't

Skills being activated, he was perceiving the opponent

his Skills

of those were

very simple,