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 yet to

in the underworld or the surface—even paid

who did would eventually leave her after one or

was the reason why

leave me, will you?" She spoke to her adorable stack of

"My lovely things. Huhuhu—!"

suddenly

'H-huh…?!'

the tight grip took her by surprise, threatening to

'W-what's happening…?'

cooperate with me if you want to leave, I'll give you a few seconds to speak. If you take longer, or lie to me, I'll

Sylvia heard this, a chill went

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

knew right there and then… she was on

"Y-yes, I understand."

natural instinct of any living being. No one wants

You're the manager

thought

answer honestly, he might kill me because he

she delayed in her response, he would

place, she felt

and she

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

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

prayed she

want to

be made, and she still

She couldn't die now.

you to take me to

heard this, only a single croak came out of

"E-eh…?"

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

why would she reveal

it's the same as sentencing me to death…" Sylvia

her

as if she was talking

finds out I led you there… then my life

of empathy from the man behind her, and