An Extra’s POV

Rey sat at the head of the table.

From where he was, he could see the faces of all the leaders in the Elven Camp—well, except for Feralia, who was standing right behind him.

It almost seemed like she was his bodyguard, and while that felt weird… he allowed it.

'Here we are… preparing for battle.' He nearly sighed, looking at the faces of the females who gave him star-struck expressions.

'I have no idea what happened in my absence, but all of them are beginning to look at me the same way Feralia did. Did my energy affect them all, but at a much slower rate? I'm not even sure anymore.'

The good news was that they weren't going to make any move on him, which made the entire meeting a whole lot bearable.

'Kara is busy with the Refinery Project and sorting out all the other important details within the Community.'

The Land of the Elves was a goldmine of resources, and it Kara's job was to help map it out and discover other hotspots that would provide potential revenue and immense profits for the Reaper Group and humanity as a whole.

'As long as it doesn't directly harm the Elves, then there's no problem, right? It's not like The Oracle forbade me from that.' He thought to himself with a bit of a smug smile.

"I believe you all know how the significance of this meeting."

The leaders fidgeted on their seats as they heard his voice. Their expression ranged from being tense to being attentive. The common denominator was that they were all serious.

"I have gotten a detailed report of your performance during the last attack. It was stellar work from your end, and I'm impressed that you did not suffer any casualties."

"It is all thanks to you, Sir Rey!"

"Hmm." Rey smiled and shrugged off the praise. He already knew that his contributions were what made the Elves stand so much as a chance against the Dragon Army, but he actually underestimated their performance even after granting them such tools.

'If you give a child a sword, that makes the child more dangerous, but it doesn't make that child too dangerous.'

Possessing a tool, and having the skill to use said tool were two very distinct things.

'But, it seems like they're practically the same for the Elves. Somehow, having those weapons I gave them made them quick experts—especially the projectiles.'

but the Elves were also impressive. They didn't even allow any of the Dragons to come close to the Camp at

They were truly merciless.

how the Elves were also able to gain the upper hand last time after buying lots

help but feel like this was yet another example

The Oracle is a literal god. She's also an Elf. If she can intervene with the System, it only makes sense that they are a chosen race. In that case, I should just ignore all of their benefits and focus on

as he leaned forward. He could see worry clouding the faces

had to go

the impact and try harder next time." The Elves must have been designated as

would change

more complicated. Now

or not to reveal himself as the benefactor of the Elves. Ater had already assured him

the end, Rey chose

my identity secret. Might as well simply watch from

it would be a slower battle as a result, but Rey

when the

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"It's time…"

bit of mist escaped Adrien's lips as he folded his hand while floating in the sky. He felt the coolness of the air seep

to the breeze beating against him, his blue eyes glowed

a disgustingly deafening cry. Their bodies were a

abominations given form—the work

of whom ranged from B-Tier to C-Tier. There were

began their march, they seemed to be an unstoppable army. A total of ten thousand of them—Dragons and Monsters

Miasma, it will be incredibly difficult for us to be

he removed his gaze from the advancing army

that were all lined up in a straight line before him. He could see all

it all, he merely made a

afar." His voice calmly elaborated on what he meant as soon as he

no time at all, he caught them all up to

also deal passive

their Miasma was