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.

was why, despite slowly reaching her expiration date, she was

underworld or the surface—even paid her any

eventually leave her after one or

why she

will you?" She spoke to her adorable

"My lovely things. Huhuhu—!"

Sylvia could croak out another laugh, she suddenly

'H-huh…?!'

and the tight grip took her by surprise,

'W-what's happening…?'

leave, I'll give you a few seconds to speak. If you take longer, or lie

heard this, a

echoed was so deep and threatening that it nearly gave her a heart attack. Her

right there and then… she

"Y-yes, I understand."

was the natural instinct of any living being. No one

You're the manager of

gulped and thought

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

she delayed in her response, he would also dispose of

a rock and a hard place, she felt the back of

more, and

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

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

she prayed

don't want to

to be made,

She couldn't die now.

want you to take

only a single croak came out of her

"E-eh…?"

the underground passage that led to the real

why would she reveal

the same as sentencing me to

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

was almost as if she was talking to a

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

of empathy from the