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

man—not in the underworld or the

did would eventually leave her after one or two

the reason why she loved money so

never leave me, will you?" She spoke to her adorable stack of

"My lovely things. Huhuhu—!"

out another laugh, she suddenly felt something wrapping around her

'H-huh…?!'

tight grip took her by surprise, threatening to snap

'W-what's happening…?'

you a few seconds to speak. If you take longer, or lie to

moment Sylvia heard this, a chill went down

her a

and then… she was

"Y-yes, I understand."

natural instinct of any living being. No one wants to

the manager of

thought the

honestly, he might kill me because

other end, I'd she delayed in her

place, she felt the back of her

more, and she

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

now because I'm the manager, right? Compared to staying silent and

Sylvia's mind, she prayed

don't want to

still tons of money to be

She couldn't die now.

to take me to the

heard this, only a single croak came

"E-eh…?"

knew the underground

why would she

it's the same as sentencing

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

if she was

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

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