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.

he closed

truly wish to know about my sister and I, how about you ask us in a peaceful manner; perhaps in a more

his unoccupied hand and stretched it towards Sebas, going for a

sense of justice burning within your eyes." His smooth, calm words caused even more surprise to be

me, but I do not want us to be enemies. So, why don't we just set aside

unreciprocated, but he hadn't given up

for the sake of everyone in this room." With this smile on his face, he slightly thrust his hand

time, the latter

his light blade and sent his hand towards

both shook hands without incident, and while there was still palpable tension in the

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

end to the terribly long battle and could all feel

the worst was finally

let's figure

"HOW BORING…"

of a certain entity instantly caused everything and everyone in

as if everything in the world was

a phantom too big to

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

… Its overwhelming presence.

the colossal Undead gazed upon

positions, and dark purple energy

skeletal figure. From its glowing eye sockets, to its sharp claws, and

magnificent entity were horns. Not three, or

There were six.

bright intense energy

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

flowed from where he stood… they were enough

that came with an impossible understanding of who, or rather

no one

them. Even if they dwelled in the realm