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.

Chaos Blade was used to support Jet, like a walking stick, as he closed their distance. Finally, both sides

how about you

and stretched it

Sebas. You're strong, and I can see an incredible sense of justice burning within your eyes." His

or 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 get out

remained unreciprocated, but

let's do it for the sake of everyone in this room." With this smile on his face,

time, the latter didn't

light blade and sent

there was still palpable tension in the air, it was clear

supporting her with a

long battle and could all feel the warm embrace of

worst was

Now, let's figure a way out

"HOW BORING…"

instantly caused everything and everyone in the

was almost as if everything in the

like a phantom too big to

it seamlessly passed through the ground, and once it

… Its overwhelming presence.

tall—and glorious in form, the colossal Undead gazed upon those who could not move a single

dark purple energy

sharp claws, and ultimately the incredibly dense energy that surrounded every facet of its

of this magnificent entity were

There were six.

burning bright intense energy

FROM MY SLUMBER, YET YOU'RE SO BORING." It let out its thunderous voice in a mildly annoyed

Miasma that flowed from where he stood… they were

in fear— indescribable fear that came with an impossible understanding of who, or rather what,

but no one had ever seen one with six

fear of them. Even if