An Extra’s POV

"R-Reaper Group…?"

Rey accidentally stuttered the moment he heard the name. Reaper was the new nickname he had gotten after the slaughter at the Dak Gathering, after all.

The name had spread beyond the reaches of the Merchant City, or so he had heard. Hearing the name being used by the former KariBlanc Group made him have a slight dread about what was to come.

Despite this premonition, he went ahead to ask for the reason behind their decision.

"Well, Sir Ralyks… we thought really hard about it, but it turns out that there's really nothing we can give you for your troubles…" Rebal adjusted himself on the sofa, taking a more earnest position on the seat.

"Not only do we owe you our lives, but also literally everything that is currently in our possession. It is all because of you, Sir Ralyks."

Rey couldn't deny that he had shown bias towards Rebal and his family—Kara too—due to his prior connections to the KariBlanc Group.

He would be a fool to claim that they had clean hands, or that they had committed less atrocities than the average Black Market Group. Yet, he slaughtered the rest and spared them.

If that wasn't bias, then what was?

"It's a no brainer in business to give a fair payment for the work done. And so, it was pretty obvious what the only thing we could offer you could be." Rebal smiled, bringing out a parchment rolled up like a scroll.

It had a yellowish gold tint, and based on how Rebal carefully handled it, the object seemed to be of immense importance.

"I have consulted my son and Miss Kara here on the issue, and we have reached a consensus. Sir Ralyks… we would like to offer you our lives, and the very ownership of the Reaper Group."

Rey's eyes widened underneath his mask as he heard the absurd news.

'E-eh?!'

ears. Sure, he had done a lot for Rebal and his people, just as he had helped the United Human Alliance and

save up the rewards for those good deeds and reap them when the time came. For the KariBlanc Group,

deserved more, but he didn't expect anything more

surpassed his expectations to an unbelievable degree. He nearly yelped, but this

sure about this, though?" Rey asked as Rebal handed him

expected… it's

under the company's name, and

I'm supposed to imprint my Mana Signature and official signature, huh?' Rey felt

a car, or a house… but now he was being put in charge of hundreds, if not

It was too surreal.

are sure. Sir Ralyks, we offer you our full devotion. We would like you to be our leader and guide us to

heard the words of allegiance, his

they would do this…' Once he got over his initial surprise, the gears in his head

and much more stable future if I become the head of the Reaper Group. Since it is my company and I have the highest

who chose the route of alliance, the KariBlanc

Royal Council, but I can't easily do the same to the Reaper Group since

about it, the more he grew to appreciate Rebal's wit on

sense if it was her…' He had seen her

official owner of the Reaper Group, pretty much all of the management and business will be done by them. They will still get

to be corruption, but he also understood that there was really no

that I'll want a steady supply of Enchanted Items, of which I'll probably supply the Monster Cores or