An Extra’s POV

The journey back was smooth sailing for the group.

Sure, they were attacked by one or two Monsters, but none of them were a challenge for the fully realized Six Star Adventurers.

They even managed to capture one A-Tier Monster, courtesy of Lux's Wind Magic. As expected, it was a lot easier for her to handle one Monster than over forty.

The beast couldn't even move under the Wind Constraints. It just helplessly remained still as the lady in white easily carried it with her winds as they exited the Dead Zone.

"With this A-Tier Monster, you should be able to organize the next Heroic Rank Test without needing to go to the Dead Zone." Jet finally broke the silence as he addressed Britta, who was gawking at the subjugated creature.

"A-ah, yes!"

Britta's clumsy response, and her flustered face was easy to read. Ever since she was saved by Jet, she had been acting rather strange.

Her face would turn red at certain instances, and she constantly felt her heart race anytime she heard his voice. Despite constantly being nervous to talk to Jet, for reasons she had no idea of, she also desired to talk to him a lot.

This paradoxical mix of emotions nearly caused steam to rise from her head as she covered her face with her hands.

"U-um… Are you really sure about giving the Guild this Monster?" After organizing her thoughts, Britta finally responded.

Before they left the forest, the group managed to harvest the Monster Corpses. They couldn't take all the parts, but they made sure to collect the most useful ones.

Thankfully, Jet had a Spatial Ring—same as Lux—so it they were able to lessen the load a little. Despite that, however, both Jet and Britta carried huge sacks that contained more Monster parts.

Lux was busy carrying the living A-Tier Monster, so no one really bothered her.

As for the leftover parts of the Monsters, the Adventurer Guild would announce their existence, and interested Adventurers popularly dubbed 'Scavengers' would venture out to retrieve them for themselves.

This wasn't the first time such a thing was happening—though it never occurred at such a big scale—so Britta knew just what to do.

to A-Tier Monsters, Britta reassured him. Scavengers were professionals who were experts in stealth and weren't the type to engage the enemy no matter

lowkey, they were bound to be

of other people's labor, then they had better work for it a little." She

safety of the Scavengers. However, considering how so many A-Tier Monsters were killed by them, other Monsters were bound to

Monsters had the instinct

said… you can use it for the

again, she yelped without

this feeling in my chest?' She had no idea

when she was thrust into battle, or anytime she

was unsettling, invigorating—also mildly

put

Why…?

held anytime soon." She brushed aside those thoughts and replied, hoping she didn't take too

these days who are crazy—I mean, skilled

that so?" Jet responded, a small smile forming

what caused him such amusement. She wanted to know

something I said?!'

she had to continue the conversation as seamlessly

a moment, Jet made no response. The three simply walked in silence, nearing the entrance

Then—

not sure, but… I have a feeling that someone crazy—I mean, skilled—enough will attempt

finally spoke in

would be

nodded at Britta's words, and he said nothing else for the rest

to her. She could finally assess her thoughts in a calm, mature manner. However, she also couldn't get her mind off the

unable to process anything. She merely kept glancing at Jet, hoping he would say

the hell is happening

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