An Extra's POV

Chapter 590  The Gala Incident [Pt 4]

The business discourse lasted quite a while.

Rey didn't particularly mind, since he enjoyed the change of pace. Besides, the Reaper Group was technically his own.

So… this was all his business.

'The war won't last forever. At some point, I'll get strong enough and we'll beat the Dragons. I need to consider what happens after that.'

Gathering enough money to last him a lifetime, while also running a business that would be considered a multibillion dollar company on Earth; wasn't that the dream?

'I refuse to be a broke hero!' Was one of his mottos, which was what drove him to her so invested in business even though he still had a lot of things on his mind.

'It seems Rebal is managing the situation well. Strategic planning is his forte, after all. Asher deals with the internal running of the business, while Kara handles marketing, finances, and also aids greatly in terms of production.'

However, there was only so far they could go without Rey's assistance.

'Looks like I'll have to add this to the list of things I'll have to do.' He thought to himself as they concluded the discourse.

"So what will you do now?" Rey stared at Rebal after he was done analyzing everything he just heard.

"We need to speak to more investors and potential clients."

"Ah, I see. You're not done networking."

"Not even close. We only approached you because it would be wrong of us not to. Plus…" The older man gave a smirk, his eyes twinkling slightly.

"… Something told me you wanted to get out of that situation."

Rey chuckled as soon as he heard that. "Well, that something was correct."

They went ahead to shake hands, and after offering a few more pleasantries, Rebal and company returned upstairs while he remained in the garden.

"Huu…" Heaving out visible breaths, he enjoyed the solemn melancholy that surrounded him.

~VWUSH~

A glass cup, filled with wine appeared on his hand as soon as he stretched it.

'Spatial Magic sure is useful…'  He mused, taking in another gulp.

'I can't get drunk thanks to the System, and my previous disgust for alcohol has been altered thanks to my body manipulation.'

"Haa…" Smacking his lips after a heavy sigh, he glanced at the remaining liquid in the glass.

Rey remained like that for a few more seconds before smiling a little and then speaking.

"Are you going to keep watching me from the shadows, or will you say something already?"

His voice echoed into the lonesome garden, and for a while no response was given.

It seemed he was just talking to himself—perhaps making a worded jab into thin air.

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There was someone present. And she smiled the moment he called out for her, finally approaching him after maintaining proper composure.

"As expected of the strongest Otherworlder…" The sultry voice of the girl dripped with flattery as she took a few more steps forward.

She was right behind Rey, yet he kept his gaze forward, taking a good sip from his glass.

"Hm. Who are you and what do you want?"

It was a useless question.

Rey already knew who this woman was. He had been observing her for some time now.

The reason he brought the conversation he had with Rebal to a close despite still having a few more questions was because she was approaching and he didn't want her listening in.

It was rather unfortunate that she met them at all, but by then it was already too late.

They were already finished with all the important bits.

'She's been watching me ever since, which means I'm the one she's after.' Rey grinned internally.

There didn't seem to be any killing intent oozing from her, which meant she was sensible enough not to start a fight she couldn't possibly win.

Still, that didn't mean he could be careless.

The only reason why Rey didn't bother turning back to look at her was because he already had a complete vision of everything around him.

And the reason why he even decided to acknowledge her presence was due to already using his [Perfect Divine Appraisal] on her.

'I know who you are….'

"Don't tell me you don't recognize my voice." Slowly, the invisibility of the girl began to unravel, revealing her true identity.

Rey's smile grew wider.

'At least you didn't try to hide it.' Slowly turning, he looked at her—one hand in his pocket and the other holding the glass

"Felicia."

The girl's black hair swayed to the side, thanks to the garden's wind, revealing her cute features. She wore a nice black gown, with red and purple linen decorating the sides,

A choker was wrapped around her neck, and she had gleaming dark earrings that matched her gloves and shoes.

Enchanted Items were wrapped around her fingers, wrists, neck, waist, and many other regions; proving how much money and power she actually possessed compared to most.

However, to Rey, none of this held as much significance to him as how he remembered her from the past.

Felicia was Adam's girlfriend, and one of his closest confidants back when he was still alive.

They were awful people back on Earth, meaning they both had pretty bad Karma Points. She, as well as the other four, became a part of Adam's small caucus—turning into his "Yes" men.

'After his death, they became very silent. And when given the opportunity to leave, they were among the first to ditch the group.'

Rey didn't really feel anything upon seeing her. He already had a feeling he would run into her after recognizing the four stooges that she was always with.

'So they're all part of the Noble faction, huh? I wonder why Adrien left out this tiny detail when he told me about what everyone has been up to…'

Perhaps this development was very recent. Or maybe Adrien simply wanted to throw Rey off their scent.

Either way, he intended to find out.

"Bingo! You recognized me."

"Why wouldn't I? We were classmates, and you weren't particularly nice." He said, his gaze confidently meeting here.

She parted her lips, almost saying something, but Rey's voice cut her off.

"… Not that I care about any of that now."

He wasn't lying either. His old classmates were the least of his worries at the moment.

There was only really one question he had for her.

"What do you want?"