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

underworld or the surface—even paid her any

would eventually leave her

the reason why

leave me, will you?" She spoke to

"My lovely things. Huhuhu—!"

she suddenly

'H-huh…?!'

by surprise, threatening to snap her neck if she took one

'W-what's happening…?'

want to leave, I'll give you a

moment Sylvia heard this, a chill

and threatening that it nearly gave her a heart

and then… she was on

"Y-yes, I understand."

the natural instinct of any living being. No one

the manager of this

and thought

I answer honestly, he might kill me because he is looking for

in her response, he would also

stuck between a rock and a hard place, she felt the back

and she would

what would happen if the guy found out

he'll kill now because I'm the manager, right? Compared

mind, she prayed she wouldn't get

don't want

tons of money to be made,

She couldn't die now.

want you to take

heard this, only a single croak came out of her

"E-eh…?"

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

why would she reveal

same as sentencing me to death…" Sylvia

despite her incredible senses, she couldn't

was almost as if she was talking to a

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

elicit some kind of empathy from the man behind her, and she wasn't honestly counting