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

the underworld or

did would eventually leave her after one or

was the reason why she loved

never leave me, will you?" She spoke

"My lovely things. Huhuhu—!"

laugh, she suddenly felt something wrapping around her neck from

'H-huh…?!'

surprise, threatening to snap her neck if she took one

'W-what's happening…?'

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

this, a chill went

gave her

there and then… she was

"Y-yes, I understand."

instinct of any living being.

You're the manager of

thought the

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

in her response, he would also dispose of

a hard place, she felt the back of her neck being squeezed

and she

if the guy found out she lied in the case

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

prayed she wouldn't get

want to

be made, and she still hadn't

She couldn't die now.

you to take me to

moment Sylvia heard this, only a

"E-eh…?"

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

would she reveal

same as sentencing me to

and despite her

if she was talking to

then my life is over. I'll suffer and die

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