An Extra’s POV

The looks on Sango's bruised face showed just how badly his body and pride had been damaged. There was no fury on his face, however.

… Just pure reflection.

"I'm sorry, Boss! I'll take full responsibility for all this!" Sango groveled even further, perhaps to satiate their Party Leader's anger, but his actions were misdirected.

The Boss wasn't upset at all.

Instead, he appeared curious—having a smile on his clear and youthful face.

"How interesting. Tell me more about those two Adventurers."

"Well, they called themselves Jet and Lux."

"Jet and Lux? Hmm… go on." The Party Leader said with a smile on his face.

"Well… also…"

Sango went on to fully describe the entire incident, including how he shamefully got his arse handed to him and couldn't remember what happened after that.

His story was met with a round of laughter from the leader—naturally.

"Well, you guys are definitely going to apologize to him." The Boss finally stopped his laughter, wiping away the beads of tears that formed on his face.

"Don't worry, I'll go with you." He smiled.

"B-but—!"

"No buts. A Party Leader has to take responsibility for those in their party." The silhouette commented with a broad grin.

"Besides… I'm a bit curious about those two."

his mind, the Boss rubbed his chin and

did he have a

"Um… no."

you saw his face? How did

I hear. I was knocked out cold before I could get a good look, and those guys were too drunk to serve as any reliable source of

with loud comebacks from his kneeling

"W-we saw!"

"He was very handsome!"

also pretty! So pretty

but everyone knew it would be unwise

and narrowed his eyes even

not him, then…" He muttered, barely audibly. "This doesn't

sighed, the wide grin on his face vanishing as he rose to his feet, his frame seeming like an intimidating silhouette compared to

his pockets as his jet black coat fluttered flailed behind

"… He seems interesting."

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[The Next Day]

you two. My name is Britta, and I will be the one supervising

hair stared at both

and stern all the time. A few freckles could be seen on her nose, and

from a combination of Monster hides. Her chest was covered with proper breastplates, with her back, shoulder, hands, lower

of everything else were fabric, though based on the way they gleamed under the sun, it was clear that they weren't just normal

Items; including a blade behind her, a dagger strapped to her waist, and several

boots were squeaky clean, but they looked aged

placed at the center of her belt, perfectly enunciating her Adventurer Rank to

the perfect

what everyone in the City strived to

afternoon, Britta. We will be in your

tone?

Britta." Despite Jet correcting himself and even bowing lower