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.

why, despite slowly reaching her expiration date, she was

the underworld or the surface—even paid her any

did would eventually leave her after

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

'H-huh…?!'

happened instantly, and the tight grip took her by surprise, threatening to snap her neck if she took one

'W-what's happening…?'

me if you want to leave, I'll give you a few seconds to speak. If you take

heard this, a chill went down

that it nearly gave her

right there and then… she

"Y-yes, I understand."

instinct of any living

You're the manager of this

gulped and thought the question

he might kill me because

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

and a hard place, she felt

and she would

the guy found out she lied in the case that she

I'm the manager,

Sylvia's mind, she prayed she wouldn't get

don't want to

tons of money to be made, and she still hadn't settled

She couldn't die now.

want you to take me to

only a single

"E-eh…?"

she knew the underground passage that

she reveal

the same as sentencing me to death…"

her

was almost as if she was talking to a

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

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