An Extra’s POV

They talked about a lot of things that day—going on and on for hours without end.

The conversation trailed until nighttime, and the group was still engaging in interesting discourse.

Talks on training, their experience working with—or rather, for—Ater, helping out in the recovery efforts of the city, and their thoughts on the upcoming march to the front lines.

It was a very stacked discussion to be had.

"Apparently, the Dragons have slowly been increasing their forces in the Front Lines, so it's best we return before anything serious happens." Clark said with a calm tone.

Rey didn't know whether it was just his imagination, or the boy was looking a lot calmer than he remembered.

'Is Brutus rubbing off on him or what?' He couldn't help but think.

Justin was still the same: cracking jokes—sometimes inappropriate ones—but all in all, being a pleasant person to be around.

Belle spoke sparingly, especially regarding her training with Lucielle.

"That woman is tough when it comes to training. Don't let her cheerful demeanor fool you!" That was Belle's verdict.

Apparently, Lucielle was incredibly strict when it came to the practice of Magic, which was why she never really had a direct disciple. She did help train and guide very talented Mages, but none was close enough to have an intimate 'Master and Apprentice' relationship with her.

Belle was chosen because she had an A-Tier Class—same as Lucielle—and her power as an Otherworlder could not be ignored.

In all likelihood, she would even surpass the Grand Mage at some point.

"But it seems I still have a lot to learn about Magic. Either way… I'm a lot stronger than I was before!" Belle concluded with a beam.

The girl didn't realize it yet, but her cheery attitude—especially the smile—was awfully similar to Lucielle's.

Anyone would agree that they suited each other perfectly.

"Funny how Sir Brutus is a lot more considerate than he looks." Justin laughed heartily.

"Right?" Clark agreed with him.

For over two months, they had trained and studied—even without Adonis' encouragement and presence.

When Rey asked them why they still stayed and chose to work hard despite every reason not to, they all had their unique responses.

"I want to help the people around me. To do that, I must become strong."

"Those Dragons took Eric's life. I'd be an awful friend if I didn't try my best to at least avenge him by finishing what he started."

"I guess… I just want to see how far I can go. I have this power, right? It would be a waste not to use it."

Clark, Justin, and Belle all had their reasons for moving forward. Trisha and Adonis must have also had theirs, but it was a shame that they weren't present.

"You should definitely visit Trisha if you can. Out of all of us, she seemed the most devastated after seeing your hidden power."

he heard those

Trisha had always sort of shared a level of camaraderie with Rey, considering how—despite the both

I made it seem like she could become very strong if she just worked harder despite me already being a lot stronger

Adventurers City only a few days ago, so by this time she was probably just settling in

things settle for

discussed their opinions on the letter Adonis left before he

seemed slightly upset that he would leave without

who carried us through most of the fights, and he must have a lot weighing on him, but it's like

upset, but he clearly

in sticking together as friends and saving the world as its champions. Even Billy…

that the Hero had imparted in all of them. But now that

Where was Adonis?

us enough to divulge it to us. Maybe he didn't want to burden

as if he was blaming himself for the departure of

for us to take care of while he went somewhere no one knows." Justin replied, clearly

any longer,

can

"Dude…"

clean, so it's

went back into a more lighthearted

few more shared ideas here and there, until finally he couldn't hold back

He had to ask…

you asking about my Skills

truth is, he had been expecting that question for a while now. He even prepared a response which

at the moment. But, yeah…

do,

reason he had decided to suspend for the present

curious, but I don't want to push you to say it or make you

"Yeah, same here."

not

the response from his classmates—no,

"Thanks guys…"

response was

"... I mean it."

********

[Moments Later]

was in his room, laid upon his

and since this was clear, there was perfect decorum in the

brooded on the thought that echoed

Ater… how long have you known?" Rey finally spoke up, his voice a mere whisper as it floated in the

first laid my

"...."

shocked by the discovery, but thankfully none of

suddenness of it all, he acted like

don't get it.'

is working for

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