An Extra’s POV

"Huu… I forgot to ask how they managed to get here in the first place."

As Richard collapsed back on his seat, he muttered words to himself while allowing the faces of everyone he just met to burn into his memory.

This way, he wouldn't be able to forget them no matter where they met in the future.

'They're all strong and capable. That man especially… Sebas….' Richard pictured the handsome man in his mind.

'He has the aura of a leader!'

More than anything, Richard desired to pick him as his successor. He could already tell that the man was more than capable of it.

'Should I talk to him about it? Try to make him a sweet offer, maybe?' He shook his head as his wry smile widened.

"Nah, that would definitely piss off the Royal Council. I shouldn't try to poach such an asset of theirs—especially when I'm trying to establish good relations with them."

Still, it was such a shame.

'Having someone like that to bridge the gap between Adventurers and the Alliance… wouldn't that be something?'

Richard decided to stop thinking about it, else he would be tempted to throw caution to the wind and ask the man anyway.

'I suppose my options have now been cut down to four potential candidates.'

Out of those four, he already singled Lux out due to her passive attitude. Britta was also very hot-headed and brash, lacking a lot of the emotional maturity that made a great leader, so she was out as well.

'I mean, there's a reason why I still didn't consider her for the position when she was the only competent around.'

That left two real choices; Jet and Sherlock.

'Sherlock is still too young, but he has a lot of potential. If I start early, I could groom him into a capable leader.'

how uncertain life was—especially the life of an Adventurer—Richard wasn't sure if he would have enough of it to properly

Jet as

was enigmatic, but he was already well-received by most of the Adventurers. His

nodded as he

final decision will be made after the

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[Meanwhile]

huh? That

eyes, he found himself staring at

his—about only an inch or two apart. The moment he finally processed what was happening, he became so startled that he nearly jumped

creating some distance between himself

have y-you been standing there

was very hot, and the dark mask covering it didn't help in the slightest. He also found himself stuttering, which further showed

big a deal. "I got bored waiting and wanted to

sighed and walked towards her bed, collapsing on it

you're admitting it just

begging you to show me for some time now, yet you

even flustered? It's not like you could have

look, rubbing her hands together. "I think I was pretty

room. Instead, he simply shared his senses with his

anytime he did this, his main body couldn't really do anything. He only had one mind,

passive protection, so you wouldn't have been able to pry

his mind. 'What if she found a

a way around that." As if reading his mind, Esme replied with

unfounded confidence was driving

You're not even sure it's my real face that's under

"It is."

it despite her smile.

It scared Rey.

no way you could know