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.

her expiration date, she was yet to

in the underworld or the

who did would eventually leave her

was the reason why she

She spoke to her adorable stack

"My lovely things. Huhuhu—!"

could croak out another laugh, she suddenly felt something wrapping around her

'H-huh…?!'

happened instantly, and the tight grip took her by surprise, threatening to snap her neck

'W-what's happening…?'

answer my questions and cooperate with me if you want to leave, I'll give you a few seconds to

moment Sylvia heard this, a chill went

deep and threatening that it nearly gave her a heart attack. Her body froze,

right there and then…

"Y-yes, I understand."

natural instinct of any living being.

the manager of this

thought

kill me because he

in her response, he

a hard place, she felt

and she would

if the guy

the manager, right? Compared to staying silent

Sylvia's mind, she prayed

want

be made,

She couldn't die now.

to take me to the

Sylvia heard this, only a

"E-eh…?"

Manager of this Warehouse, she knew the underground passage that led

would she reveal

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

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

as if she

there… then my life is over. I'll suffer and die in the

from the man behind her, and she wasn't honestly counting