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.

really weak? Was he not stronger than he was years

have been stronger for it? Was it not the same with her—with

out weak, don't

lived, the stronger they were supposed

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

fill it in

could have

Much, much stronger.

to witness it, and perhaps stand by his side once it

couldn't see your

~SQUELCH!~

in the air, and

but she

she felt a rush of wind sweep all over

she flying? Was she already

was this warmth? What was this feeling? It felt like

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

his face. For the first time, he lost all sense of

to live, Britta! Live to see my dream, and

didn't mind that he addressed her casually, neither did she care that her body was

was that he had her

"Y-yeah…"

would slay the rest of the rest of the

channeling all of the

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

the trees were caught and

the Monster Subjugation, all the parties were exhausted, so they collapsed on

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

I have ever witnessed. Perhaps even on par

those two were the ones who led

from what she had heard, Jet seemed about equal to Brutus, while Lucielle was a

made them rare treasures of