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.

her expiration date, she was yet

in the underworld or the surface—even paid her any

would eventually leave her after

the reason why she loved money

you?" She spoke to her

"My lovely things. Huhuhu—!"

laugh, she suddenly felt something wrapping

'H-huh…?!'

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

'W-what's happening…?'

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

heard this, a

her a heart attack. Her body froze, unable

and then…

"Y-yes, I understand."

instinct of any living being.

You're the manager of this

gulped and thought the

he might kill me because he is looking for the

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

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

more, and she

if the guy found out she lied in

now because I'm the manager, right? Compared

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

don't want to

money to be

She couldn't die now.

you to take me to the

a single croak came

"E-eh…?"

this Warehouse, she knew the underground passage

she reveal such

same as sentencing me to death…" Sylvia

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

as if she was talking to a

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

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