An Extra’s POV

Sylvia loved money.

As she sat on her chair, piles of Coins were arranged to form towers before her.

There were quite a few Bronze Coin Towers, a couple made up of Silver Coins, and finally…

… A Golden Coin Tower!

She was grinning like a baby as she played with the tower of coins before her.

Sylvia had a dark ebony skin, with black hair and pure black eyes.

They say the eyes are the windows to the soul, but Sylvia's dark irises showed nothing, prompting many to call her soulless.

She didn't mind, though. Of what she was a Soul if one didn't have the money needed to enjoy it?

That was her philosophy.

"Looks like no one is invading today as well. What a bummer…" Sylvia sighed, placing a hand on her cheek as she poured a little.

Her office was within the Warehouse Building, and it was considerably large. Since she was the Manager, it was only a given.

Several panels, similar to System Panels, were floating in the air before her, thus occupying her line of sight.

"Nothing out of the ordinary…"

The only thing Sylvia could expect to happen today was the transportation of their merchandise to the Auction.

'I wish I could go. I bet it's far more eventful than this dreary place…'

Despite her office being much larger than most other managers in her position—and the fact that she literally did nothing but sit in her office—Sylvia couldn't help but complain.

As her ugly face, caked in makeup, formed a twisted smile, her tongue licked her especially large lips.

"Lord Evals Redart will also be there. It's a shame he hardly visits this place. I miss him…"

Sylvia was very fond of Evals—one could say to an obsessive level. She often had thoughts like a common whore, and dressed as one too.

Unfortunately, she wasn't blessed with the looks necessary to complete the equation.

Sylvia was very ugly, and her body lacked the right proportions that made a woman incredibly attractive to men.

slowly reaching her expiration date, she was yet

man—not in the underworld or the surface—even paid her any

leave

reason why she loved money so

She spoke to

"My lovely things. Huhuhu—!"

out another laugh, she suddenly felt something wrapping

'H-huh…?!'

and the tight grip took her by surprise,

'W-what's happening…?'

cooperate with me if you want to leave, I'll give you a few seconds to speak. If you take longer, or lie to me,

Sylvia heard this, a chill

so deep and threatening that it nearly gave her

right there and then…

"Y-yes, I understand."

instinct of any living being. No

manager of this establishment,

and thought the

kill me because he is looking for

end, I'd she delayed in her response, he would also dispose of

a rock and a hard place, she felt the

and she would

happen if the guy found out she

the manager, right? Compared

prayed she wouldn't

want

were still tons of money to be made, and she still hadn't settled down

She couldn't die now.

you to take me to

moment Sylvia heard this, only a single croak came out of

"E-eh…?"

knew the underground passage that

why would she

it's the same as sentencing me to death…"

questions, and despite her incredible senses, she couldn't even detect anyone in

as if she was talking to a

out I led you there… then my life is over. I'll suffer and die

would elicit some kind of empathy from the man behind