An Extra’s POV

Britta had always been a very rough girl.

Ever since she was a kid, she liked manly things and didn't find anything the girls did to be of any interest.

She eventually grew up to be tough, just like her father. And just like him, she became an Adventurer.

"Father was stuck at Three Stars his whole life." She always reminded herself. "I want to be better!"

The man her father idolized, Jet Zephyr, was known for many things. He was popularly known as the strongest, but some said that there was a time when he used to be very weak.

No one knew if this was true or not, but the mere idea of this tale made weak men strive to be strong—to be like Jet Zephyr.

It served as an inspiration to her father, and for a time… it inspired Britta as well.

But, she soon learned of the real truth.

'Weak people have their limits.'

Any attempt to try and surpass those limits ended in futility or failure. Nothing good ever came from trying to overturn this brute fact of nature.

Her father, who was an average Adventurer his whole life, ended up dying in a Dungeon Floor he shouldn't have gone to in an attempt to overcome his limits.

Thanks to his foolishness, she was left an orphan for most of her life.

That tragedy taught her an important lesson.

"Those who are strong were always meant to be strong. Weaklings will always remain weak."

Potential was what mattered most.

That was she felt nothing even when foolish Adventurers ended up being killed by Monsters after choosing the Heroic Rank Test.

She felt it was simply a natural conclusion—the very flow of the world.

But…

'Was I right? Did I really… understand?'

As she looked at the world, and felt her life flash before her eyes, Britta wondered if she truly believed in the philosophy she lived by.

weak? Was he not stronger than he was

had survived that Dungeon… would he not have been stronger for it?

start out weak, don't

journey was a path towards growth and strength. The longer one lived, the stronger they were supposed to become—not just physically, but in multiple

ended when it did, just as it was unfortunate that hers was about

all, she could fill it in her

could have gotten

Much, much stronger.

perhaps stand by his side once

I couldn't see your

~SQUELCH!~

sound of flesh being pierced echoed in the

hear all of it, but she felt no

from where she stood, and she felt a rush of wind sweep all over her

she already in the

It felt

die!" The loud voice of Jet rushed through her ears, forcing her to open

time, he lost all sense of calmness, and a look of concern was etched

Britta! Live to see my

her casually, neither did she care that

that he had her in his

"Y-yeah…"

would slay

with this…" Jet whispered, channeling all of the purple energy around him to

it became twice his size. It crackled with all kinds of energies and power, and with just one hand wielding it, since he held Britta

"Chaos Judgment!"

~BOOOOOOOOMMMMMM!!!~

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the carcasses and debris of the many Monsters

ones hiding among the trees were caught and killed, leaving

course, after the Monster Subjugation, all the parties were exhausted,

a potion to recover her Mana, and Jet had his back on the ground to catch his breath, Britta sat and rested her back

humans I have ever witnessed. Perhaps even on par with Lady

this assessment, considering how those two were the ones who led humanity in the frontlines and

but from what she had heard, Jet seemed about equal to Brutus,

rare