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?!'

his ears. Sure, he had done a lot for Rebal and his people, just as

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

he didn't expect anything more than

degree. He nearly yelped, but this wasn't his first

you really sure about this, though?" Rey asked as Rebal handed him the scroll, and

it's

the

placed as the owner, and I'm supposed to imprint my Mana Signature

had never owned a car, or a house… but now he was being

It was too surreal.

Ralyks, we offer you our full devotion. We would like you to be our leader

heard the words of allegiance, his racing heart began

very overwhelming, but I can understand why they would do this…' Once he got over

become the head of the Reaper Group. Since it is my company and I have the highest stake in it, I will always protect it no matter

the Royal Council, who chose the route of alliance,

my alliance with the Royal Council, but I can't easily do the

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

that thought about it? It would make sense if it was

will be done by them. They will still

they feared 'Ralyks' too much for there to be corruption, but he also understood that there was really no true loss on their part if

Enchanted Items, of which I'll probably supply the