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 stood opposite each other, practically only

wish to know about my sister and I, how about you ask us in a

hand and stretched it

you, Sebas. You're strong, and I can see an incredible sense of justice burning within your eyes." His smooth, calm words caused even more surprise to

respect me, but I do not want us to be enemies. So, why don't

but he hadn't

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

the latter

light blade and sent his

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

Lux, supporting her with a smile on his face.

the terribly long battle and could all feel the warm

the worst was

you. Now, let's figure a

"HOW BORING…"

everything and

as if everything in

from beneath the marble ground, like a phantom too big to properly explain, was an

and once it appeared in all of

… Its overwhelming presence.

in form, the colossal Undead gazed upon those who could not move a single muscle upon

purple energy replaced the flesh that would have made up the

eye sockets, to its sharp claws, and ultimately the incredibly dense

from the head of this magnificent entity were horns. Not three, or four, or

There were six.

intense energy that

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

him… the dense Miasma that flowed from

their eyes upon him shook in fear— indescribable fear that came with an impossible understanding of who, or rather what, this entity

Skeletal Dragon, but no one had ever seen one

indeed felt the weight of fear of them. Even if they dwelled