An Extra’s POV

Night soon arrived, and darkness crept into the world.

The starless sky had only the dull glow of the half moon shining upon the areas engulfed in the thickness of the dark.

On this very night, a certain carriage departed from the Blanc Mansion.

It was prestigious, well-made. It's surface Barry reflected any light, and it was obviously designed for stealth.

As an Enchanted Carriage, it made no sound as it passed through the hidden paths that led out of the Capital.

As one would expect from a carriage of this pristine nature, it wasn't alone.

An entourage of six powerful men—led by a pink-haired woman—surrounded the wheeled mechanism.

They were all on mounts, and they had solemn expressions on their faces as they advanced to whatever destination they had in mind.

Among the entourage, there was a certain hooded man who rode right behind the others. If Yuri could be labeled as the leader at the forefront, then this enigma was the one who took the rear end.

Their formation ensured that the carriage would be protected from all sides—even the flanks.

A pretty standard formation for a considerably long journey.

"So they finally took off…"

A silent voice, unable to be heard by anyone around, softly proceeded from the lips of a man who watched all of this.

He was the leader of the Scylla's Personal Recon Team—Jawl.

His body was completely shrouded in darkness as he narrowed his eyes to activate his Skill.

'[Transparency]!'

With it, he could see through solid objects. Hence, despite the carriage having tinted windows, that didn't stop him from seeing what was going on inside.

As expected, Jawl's Skill worked!

He saw the interior of the carriage, and it was as exquisite as anyone would imagine.

Seated within it were Rebal Blanc, Kara Verte, and a mysterious man in a mask.

Rebal and Kara were seated beside each other, while the masked man was opposite them.

Once Jawl confirmed their positions, as well as all the other information he required from the carriage and its entourage, he deactivated his Skill.

call Lady Scylla.' His thoughts trailed as his

about the path that surrounded the carriage. As professionals, they had formations

of formation the

just need

so he was confident that his

and activated it

was shaped like an orb, and it was considerably heavy thanks to how many high-quality Mana

for communicating long distances, the Mana necessary

this single call, Jawl knew he would need to

~ZTTTZ!~

the Communication Item connected to

~What's the situation?~

the voice to belong to his master—Lady Scylla herself—and he

the carriage. Leading their entourage is their strongest warrior, Yuri, and I

and succinctly poured out all the intel he

brief, straight to the point,

knew her preferences

didn't even address her as 'Master' when on the call was

utmost, so he did as he was told and reported exactly what his Master desired to

~Good job.~

like he had been rewarded for

by her soft voice, put

wanted to do anything

Should we attack passively and delay their arrival to the Dark Gathering, or engage in active assault to eliminate

seconds, there was silence on the other

Then—

you do not recognize. Are there any of them dressed peculiarly? Perhaps in

Jawl searched through his incredibly photographic memory

dressed entirely in black, hiding their faces. One was at the rear end of the

thought there would

know anything about this 'Reaper' figure, and

going to deter him from fulfilling his duties

perish if that was the wish

engage the enemy. You've confirmed what you need to, so let them be and

was curious about his Master's decision, but he was in no

didn't need

to

why

those words, Jawl shuddered

wasn't surprised that his Master had figured out his thoughts, but it

"Yes." He responded.