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.

reaching her expiration

underworld or the surface—even

did would eventually leave her after one or

was the reason why she

will you?" She spoke to

"My lovely things. Huhuhu—!"

could croak out another laugh, she suddenly

'H-huh…?!'

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

'W-what's happening…?'

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

heard this, a chill

deep and threatening that it nearly gave her a

then… she was on

"Y-yes, I understand."

instinct of any living being. No one wants

the manager of this

gulped and thought the question

kill me because he is looking

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

she felt the back of

and

out, fearing what would happen if the guy found out she lied in the case that

no guarantee that he'll kill now because I'm the manager, right? Compared to staying silent and lying, I'm

mind, she prayed she

don't want

were still tons of money to be made, and

She couldn't die now.

to take me to

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

"E-eh…?"

this Warehouse, she knew the

she reveal such

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

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

if she was talking

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

didn't think her words would elicit some kind of empathy from the man behind her,