The Retired Hero is an Extra

"Who is making so much noise in this newly set up place?" Jash grumbled, deciding to find out the cause.

The voice was especially annoying to hear, being high-pitched, like that of a child.

"NOOO!!"

Hearing the sudden scream, Jash frowned and used mana to boost his speed, bursting into the room in one go.

"What's happening?" he yelled, ready to attack, but it all turned into a look of bewilderment as embarrassment crept in.

'Seriously!? That's all,' he felt like saying that out loud but swallowing his words.

What greeted him upon entering the room was a girl older than him, looking like any typical adult.

However, she was trying to snatch a strange doll as if her life depended on it, shouting at the top of her lungs with moist eyes.

"Young Master, she is that man's daughter, and according to reports, she is mentally ill," the one who had cut the man's hand said flatly.

Jash nodded at the person next to him, whispering, "I get that, but what's with this situation?"

"Uhm, that I don't know," was all that Jash got as a reply, confusing him further.

After all, a girl who was mentally ill should supposedly be extremely dependent on her loved ones, but here she was, making it hard for hunters to take away her doll.

Though they weren't using mana or most of their strength so as to not injure her, unaware of Jash's intentions, it spoke volumes of her abnormal strength.

'I don't remember anyone like her... I was trying to find that guy who's good with computers,' Jash contemplated, appearing thoughtful.

"Hmm, what do I do now?" he wondered aloud before turning his gaze at the girl, unable to think of any use of her.

She was mentally ill in a world where there existed a mystical energy: mana.

It spoke volumes about her illness and how unlikely it was for her to get treated.

And there was the hope of it being something off with her to have such an illness as 99.99% of the populace didn't have it.

'Surely, something good would come out of curing her, if she's even ill to begin with,' Jash thought, narrowing his eyes in suspicion.

He had indeed overlooked her after hearing of her condition, but now that he took a better look, he could see her eyes pausing on him longer than anyone else.

Her eyes were also looking at the room, trying to find an escape route, but she hadn't made the hasty decision to break the window and jump from it.

'So she can use her brain, huh?' Jash noted, knowing that while it was glass, it wasn't something so fragile anyone could break.

In fact, simply brute forcing through it required the strength of a B-Rank hunter.

And someone who could notice it at first glance was no idiot despite her records portraying her as so.

—Clap!

"Alright, enough of your act," Jash said decisively, not wanting to waste what little time he had before returning.

Everyone turned to him, wondering what he meant as only the person next to him didn't seem surprised.

Of course, the girl in question didn't even react as if the words weren't targeted at her.

"Yeah, you, I am talking to you," Jash said, pointing at her, catching her sneaky glances.

—Sigh

Finally, the girl stopped fighting over the doll, snatching it and sighing as she said, "Looks like I was correct about you."

"Well, then what do you think I will do next?" Jash asked with a subtle smile as if responding to her challenge.

"I don't know? Get me subdued to know about me, maybe?" she said with a shrug, unbothered despite the security team being on guard.

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"You see the sweat drops on their foreheads? It only appeared after you stopped putting on an act, so do you think they can even subdue you?"

Jash responded just as casually as her, unafraid of his life being in danger.

"Well, then, how about you tell me how did you know, or was it a fluke?" she asked, curious about it.

"The simple answer is I didn't," Jash answered truthfully, shrugging casually while pointing at the person guiding him.

"It was because this person was too close to me, making me suspect something was amiss," Jash added as if that were all.

"So, you meant to say that you truly invited me without knowing?" The woman's appearance morphed as it started to disappear.

It was as if she were a hologram or a simulation, disappearing after completing whatever its goal was.

"Jash Ramille, I will remember you," she said her parting words, confusing everyone in the room.

When her presence vanished, only the doll remained. Jash picked it up and ordered, "Check on that man."

Jash saw a security member contact others and then examined the doll, finding a zip at its back.

"Young Master, it could be dangerous," the person next to him wanted the moment Jash was about to unzip it.

"It doesn't matter," Jash replied, gesturing to the ceiling, referring to the SS-Rank Hunter from his family in the sky.

Of course, he knew that his parents' protectiveness wouldn't go down after his performance and would rather rise to unprecedented levels.

He had gambled on that when he asked for that man's daughter, already suspecting the whole situation to be dubious.

'Why did the SS-Rank person not move despite someone attacking me? Nor did they interfere at this moment...'

Unlike idiots who considered themselves to be at the top of the pedestal after winning, Jash was even more cautious.

He hadn't expected to meet someone completely unknown and never mentioned in the novel so early on.

Not like he didn't meet countless people that had no mention in the novel, it was about their strength and significance in the world.

The stronger a person, the more the power and authority they wield in the real world.

And that's why Jash was interested in knowing about the woman, making him unzip the doll.

"That's all?" Jash blurted out, finding nothing but a simple piece of paper in it.

Taking it out, he read: "100 meters"

'100 meters, what does she mean–' Jash thought in confusion before it clicked.

And at the same time, word came about the man in captivity, "Young Master, he is no longer there, no traces left either."

"Ignore that, go search in a radius of 100 meters and bring anyone or anything that seems out of place."

Jash ordered in a louder tone, displaying the sense of urgency underneath.

"Quick, quick, leave, hurry up!" he exclaimed after seeing that they were hesitating and didn't move despite his order.

In the first place, they were here for his safety, not to listen to his orders and his safety had been jeopardized more than once already.

Unfortunately, Jash wasn't interested in their reasoning, sending them even faster. "Hurry up and go!"

"There may be another threat nearby, will you go look for it now?" he said coldly, showing them the paper and how it only read two words.

They eventually left, leaving behind four with the sharpest senses to alert them in case of any danger to Jash's life.

However, the person involved was relaxed despite the situation being more than enough to give him turmoils had it been in the past.

'Just who is she? Is she someone from the Villain's side who remained hidden until the end?' Jash mused, lounging on the sofa.