An Extra’s POV

"S-Sir Jet!"

Noah felt tears gushing out of his eyes as his blurry vision stared at the man whose pale body was slowly fading away.

If it was anything like what happened to Lux, his partner, then Noah was certain that the man on the ground was dying.

Right after using her final binding Spell, Lux turned into tiny white orbs of light and faded away. And now, Jet was doing the same--albeit at a slower pace.

He was surrounded by the thousands of surviving Adventurers who owed their lives to him. All of them had their heads bowed in both respect and grief.

No one said anything but Noah... and the man fated to die.

"I thought I told you... to call me Jet." He strained a smile, coughing a little after leaking out those words.

Noah stifled a loud cry as he stared at Jet's paralyzed form.

"I-is there really... nothing I can do...?" He muttered, more hot and salty liquids flowing through his young face.

"No... it's too late for me."

Jet's voice, albeit hoarse and low, contained a tone of finality. There was no way to save them after unleashing the seal.

"Lux and I already knew this much. We understood the consequences of our actions... and made the decision regardless."

Noah wanted to say something so he opened his lips, but quickly felt a lump stuck in his throat. He could not utter the words that he wanted to speak.

It felt like he was choking; like he couldn't breathe.

His body trembled as he clenched his fists, pressing his fingers on his palms until they whitened.

Jet was a hero.

He was the strongest of all the Adventurers--perhaps the strongest of humans who were natives to this world.

Yet, he did the impossible.

"Y-you really did it, Jet... you won." Noah sniffed, taking in the snot that trickled down his nostrils.

"Yeah. I told you I would..."

Then, Jet's gaze left Noah and went to the woman who knelt beside him.

"Did you see? I told you, didn't I? That you're going to live to see my dream and fulfill yours?"

was also shedding tears like a baby. Her face was so crinkled up

The guilt. The

in the form

she was never able to confess her feelings to him. She lost her

the gentle warmth that radiated from him as she stared

I wish it was me. I should be the

Britta." Jet raised his hand and

she could feel the soothing warmness that flowed from him. She clasped her two palms around

"Jet..."

to live. Achieve your dreams... grow strong

for a short period, having just

did he have to

you lived to see it." Jet smiled. "You heard

she saw Jet. She had just seen him and his partner disgrace Sango and

was what he had the audacity to

become the greatest Adventurer of the

Britta had scoffed at

nothing but an arrogant man who was yet to know his

when she acknowledged him, she still

front of her... there

I able to surpass Zephyr?" Jet asked in a soft whisper, alternating gazes between Noah,

Adventurer in the

or moment of hesitation,

conquered a Grand Calamity Class Dungeon before."

the many Adventurers that

never saved so many people from

the sake of everyone—even those who turned against

that surrounded Jet

importantly, they all admitted the

profound smile. "You have become the

all of this, and seeing how everyone nodded in agreement,

bliss, happy that his dream

this whisper, the Chaos Blade that was previously in his grasp,

air, laying suspended above Jet's body,

dreams. I have fulfilled mine, and now that my demise has

Noah's swollen eyes twitched as he watched the blade remain suspended

and now, I choose you

for Jet and his final words. He smiled, staring straight

"Do you accept?"

the air, same as the blade, Noah's heart—despite how much it hurt—raced