An Extra’s POV

Tears filled the eyes of many Adventurers who heard those words.

Watching Jet stand up for the spirit of the Adventurers, despite being betrayed by the very same people that should have represented that ideal, caused the heart of many to melt.

Even the skeptical ones among the audience could no longer maintain it.

They were thoroughly moved!

"W-we were wrong! We were wrong, Sir Jet!"

"Please forgive me! To think I ever doubted you…!"

"I have committed a great sin!"

"Sir Sebas, you are wrong! Sir Jet isn't that kind of man!"

More declarations like this filled the air in an overwhelmingly loud surge of noise from the golden side.

All of the Adventurers, without exception, completely lost all suspicion towards him.

There was no way a Dragon could replicate the kind of pride that Jet displayed as he declared his true identity as an Adventurer.

Every Adventurer could feel it in their core—this man was genuine.

"I… I…" Sebas muttered, his head hanging heavily on his shoulder as he seemed conflicted on just what to do.

It seemed he found it difficult to reconcile the Jet that he had in his head with the one that currently stood opposite him.

"Sebas, I do not know where your deep-seated suspicion truly lie. There's clearly more to this than you're letting on."

Jet began to approach Sebas—his steps measured, by evenly pace.

At first, the Sebas showed intense apprehension. However, after watching the harmless Jet slowly walk towards him, it all fizzled out.

Jet, like a walking stick, as he closed their distance. Finally, both sides stood opposite each

and I, how about you ask us in a peaceful

his unoccupied hand and stretched it towards Sebas,

burning within your eyes." His smooth, calm words

respect me, but I do not want us to be enemies. So, why don't we just set aside our differences for now and look for a way to

remained unreciprocated, but

room." With this smile on

time, the

his light blade and sent his hand

hands without incident, and while there was still palpable tension in the air, it was clear that both

with a smile on his face. Britta also watched this as

end to the terribly long battle

the worst was

let's figure a way out of

"HOW BORING…"

caused everything and everyone in the hall

almost as if everything in the

a phantom too big to properly explain, was an entity that represented

body gleamed with purple energy as it seamlessly passed through the ground, and once it appeared in all of its glory, the world trembled

… Its overwhelming presence.

colossal Undead gazed upon those who could not move a

their positions, and dark purple energy replaced the flesh that would have made up the

the skeletal figure. From its glowing eye sockets, to its sharp claws, and ultimately the incredibly dense energy that surrounded every facet of

from the head of this magnificent entity

There were six.

bright intense energy

MY SLUMBER, YET YOU'RE SO BORING." It

him… the dense Miasma that flowed from where he stood… they

fear— indescribable fear that came with an impossible

but no one had ever seen one with six

Even if they dwelled in the realm of ignorance, they knew that this was an existence far