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.

thoughts trailed

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

matter what kind of formation the target had.

just need

Skill—[Dark Silence]—was still activated, so he was confident that his next action wouldn't compromise

brought out his Enchanted Communication Device and activated it by pouring

thing was shaped like an orb, and it was considerably heavy

was used for communicating long

Jawl knew he

~ZTTTZ!~

long, the Communication Item

~What's the situation?~

to his master—Lady Scylla herself—and he subconsciously bowed his head

are within the carriage. Leading their entourage is their strongest warrior, Yuri, and I can recognize the other entourages save a few

poured out all the intel he had

was brief, straight to

professional who had served Scylla for nearly a decade, he knew her preferences and how to

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

her to his utmost, so he did as he was

~Good job.~

had been rewarded for all the scrutiny he had put

her soft voice, put

do anything for

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

few seconds, there was silence on the other

Then—

do not recognize. Are there any of

incredibly photographic memory and came up

at the rear end of the formation, while the

I thought there

about this 'Reaper'

going to deter

not—they would all perish if that was the wish

to, so let them be and begin your second

his Master's decision, but he

need

to act—that was

to know why I

words, Jawl shuddered

out his thoughts, but it still caught

"Yes." He responded.