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.

walking stick, as he closed their

about you ask us

his unoccupied hand and stretched it

and I can see an incredible sense of justice burning within your eyes." His smooth, calm words

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

but he hadn't

smile on his face, he slightly

the

blade

palpable tension in the air,

her with a smile on his face. Britta also watched this as she sat slightly

long battle and

worst

figure a way out of

"HOW BORING…"

a certain entity instantly caused everything and everyone in the hall

was almost as if everything

marble ground, like a phantom too big to properly explain, was an entity that represented pure

ground, and once it appeared in all of its glory, the world trembled to welcome

… Its overwhelming presence.

in height—about fifteen meters tall—and glorious in form, the colossal Undead gazed upon those who could not move a single muscle upon

dark purple energy replaced the flesh that would

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

the head of this magnificent entity were horns.

There were six.

all burning bright intense energy that everything

WAKE ME FROM MY SLUMBER, YET YOU'RE SO BORING." It let out its thunderous

dense Miasma that flowed from where he stood… they were

fear that came with an impossible understanding of who,

no one had ever seen one with six

this being, they indeed felt the weight of fear of them. Even if they