An Extra’s POV

Adrien was sincerely impressed with Rey.

At first, he didn't really have an opinion of him—just as he didn't have an opinion of anyone else. He had no clue if he could 'use' him, or if he had to be wary of him.

In the end, it turned out the latter was the case.

Their relationship had somewhat evolved and devolved over the months that were spent in H'Trae, but at the moment Adrien was in a rather complicated position when it came to Rey Skylar.

'He's brilliant, and he's outsmarted me in many instances already… almost as though he is a completely different person from the one I am used to.'

Still, anytime he interacted with Rey, something seemed off.

'He seems just like the Rey I had profiled. All those features… his easily-readable expressions, incredible agitation and aversion towards me, and a bunch of other staple things I had associated with him after our interactions.'

Yet… those observed characteristics ran contrary to a lot of Rey's actions.

It was so puzzling.

'That version of Rey would not have been able to manipulate all of these scenarios to such a level of sophistication.'

Not only was he easy to read, but his scope of knowledge seemed very lacking. He expected the competent Manipulator that pushed him to such an extent to be much more knowledgeable and mature, but Rey showed no such thing.

The entire thing almost felt like Adrien was dealing with two different people.

possible that his current persona is meant to mislead me into profiling him

predictions had been affected—including what happened with

who preaches so much about morals, he is quite the monster.' Adrien didn't particularly despise Rey for any of his actions, and he didn't think much would change about how he viewed Rey if all of these premises were true. He couldn't hate

loss, it wasn't like he gained nothing. 'Thanks to the death of all the Dragons, I have some decent Undead in my army. I even got my hands on the corpses of the Dragon

well as a great deal of the Mana I

gained and also

are future prospects in sight. But…' A certain glint appeared in Adrien's eyes as his lips began to curl up, forming a

I can't help

particular entity he could not help thinking about

fascinating and useful

a deep conversation, and he

even

who he really is. Perhaps… I can use this current scenario

to sow enough seeds to guarantee

He wanted Emil.

And I suppose there's also nothing wrong

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having no one around

Dark Elf was unconscious, and as her dark hair draped over her face, and her body hung to the walls of the pitch-black space,

no perverted thoughts, despite her being bare before him, and there was nothing about his countenance that displayed any kind of pleasure—not even a hint of

He was absolutely serious.