An Extra’s POV

[The Next Day]

"Get out here, you fiends!"

A loud noise echoed from outside the fortress that Rey was peacefully sleeping in so that he couldn't help but slowly open his eyes and sigh to himself.

"Haa…"

He was a little disoriented, but that feeling didn't last very long. Instead, he returned his vision and the rest of his senses with a single thought, causing his perception of the world to resume in all its glorious details.

The honest truth was that Rey had to sharply reduce all of his body's functions—especially sensory abilities—if he ever wanted to sleep.

If he didn't, the excess information he would receive, even with his eyes closed, would be more than enough to keep his brain active. His body's sensitivity, his supernatural senses, and many more, would never allow him to have a moment of honest rest.

To combat that, he had to intentionally 'nerf' himself.

'This noise, though…' Rey's thoughts trailed as he slowly rose to his feet. 'If it was this loud, despite me dulling my senses, then…'

He instantly spread his perception for a few hundred meters and quickly realized what the problem was. This only made him sigh—in slight frustration and determination—even more.

'I was expecting them, but still…'

Rey shrugged off his initial hesitation and took a small observation around him.

His room was a simple, but massive structure within the fortress he built from the beach sand. He was able to get a nice bed in the place using Spatial Magic, and he also used Magic to create nice lights and proper air conditioning within the bare room.

Commonplace Magic was so useful when one didn't need to learn the Spells but could make them on the fly. Rey had previously found himself compelled to do more with his Magic within the fortress, but he ultimately decided against it.

He was here for business, after all.

"Welp… let's get to it."

His naked body was instantly covered by Emil's smooth surface, forming fabric out of seemingly nothing—only after properly freshening up with Magic.

Of course, he kept hearing the loud noises of his aggrieved neighbors through it all, but Rey ignored their tantrums and focused on getting himself prepped for the meeting.

He could have even shut off his hearing so he wouldn't need to put up with their annoying voices, but he decided against that.

'I have to practice with this…' He told himself.

By the time he was done, he left the confines of his room and found two ladies already waiting for him outside.

Esme was dressed in her long white and gold cloak, already holding the gnarled staff that was bestowed upon her. She looked exquisite, as always, which made the lady beside her appear plain by comparison—though she was quite stunning in her own right.

Despite not being so flashy, Kara's scholarly robe, alongside her glasses and somewhat serious demeanor, made her stand out; in her own way. She had a satchel, with a pen and book readily on standby.

Rey saw the two of them, a smile crept up on

do realize they're shouting curses on you, yet you're smiling?" Esme placed

up on her face, followed by a bright twinkle in her eyes. "Somehow feels good to

"Does it?"

they sound so desperate and angry, but helpless

a little after hearing Esme's words, swiftly turning to the other lady who stood right beside Esme, but looked a lot more

Kara? Is it amusing

for business, so I'd

"Of course, of course!"

no fool. He already knew he couldn't do or say certain things to the Elves based

the Elves really pushed him to it, he wouldn't bother them

Think of it as existing in a different set of space, but still visible

here. Even the

experiment to see if any external force could interact with any item he placed in Spatial Displacement, and

mean he

hasn't felt any connection to this Oracle figure, and

Spatial Displacement, but he

waiting." As soon as he said this, the entire environment

They were met with the natural brightness of the overhead sky, along with the sounds of sea-birds, accompanied by the crashing

ambiance of the beach was nowhere to be

a mob of about four dozen

however, this group of people was a

but they also

they were all

neon-like, each

most of them looking like delicate women, the look on their faces, as well as the weapons they wielded and pointed towards Rey and his friends, made it clear

folded as she glared at Rey and his group with keen,

himself as

and her small stature made her seem more like a child—a teenager if one was generous—more than

the other Elves interacted

by using his [Perfect Divine

[STATUS WINDOW]

Gratiana La

- Race: Elf

Grand

121

- Life Force: 1,000(+100)

Mana Level: 600

Combat Ability:

- Stat Points: 0

(Exclusive):

[Greater Mana Recovery]. [Full Sense]. [Life Force