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."

as he heard those

of camaraderie with Rey, considering how—despite the both of them being weaker than those at the top—they

made it seem like she could

for the Adventurers City only a few days ago, so

things settle for a while before

discussed their opinions on the letter Adonis

slightly upset that he would leave

of the fights, and he must have a lot weighing on him, but it's like he always told us:

rare to see Justin upset, but he clearly felt betrayed by

believed in sticking together as friends and saving

had imparted in all of them. But now that they had fully

Where was Adonis?

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

disappointed in himself than Adonis; almost as if he was blaming himself for the departure

left the Capital for us to take care of while he went somewhere no

not to bother or struggle any longer, and that he would take care of everything

he can

"Dude…"

ass is clean, so it's

went

engaged in a few more shared ideas here and there, until finally he couldn't hold back his curiosity any

He had to ask…

asking about my Skills or Class? I thought you'd be

expecting that question for a while now. He

divulge at the moment. But, yeah… I'm very

particularly mind telling his classmates what he could do,

had decided to suspend for the

I am curious, but I don't want to push you to say it or make you uncomfortable."

"Yeah, same here."

not to make you uncomfortable and pester you when you

the response from his classmates—no, his friends—he nodded and smiled even

"Thanks guys…"

seemed his prepared response was not

"... I mean it."

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[Moments Later]

his room, laid upon his bed, while

this was clear, there was perfect decorum in

as his Master brooded on the thought that

finally spoke up, his voice a mere whisper as it floated in

first laid my

"...."

shocked by the discovery, but thankfully none of this showed thanks to his mastery over his

suddenness of it all, he acted like nothing had

but… I still don't get

is working

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