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.

despite slowly reaching her expiration

in the underworld or the surface—even paid

who did would eventually leave her after

why she loved money

you?" She spoke

"My lovely things. Huhuhu—!"

she suddenly felt something wrapping

'H-huh…?!'

all happened instantly, and the tight grip took her by surprise,

'W-what's happening…?'

me if you want to leave, I'll give you a few seconds to

Sylvia heard this, a chill

threatening that it nearly gave her a heart attack. Her body froze,

knew right there and then… she was

"Y-yes, I understand."

natural instinct of any living

You're the manager of this

and thought the question

might kill me because

other end, I'd she delayed in

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

more, and

would happen if the guy found out she lied in the case that

that he'll kill now because I'm the manager, right? Compared

mind, she prayed she

want to

to be made, and

She couldn't die now.

take me to the

Sylvia heard this, only a single croak came

"E-eh…?"

Warehouse, she knew the underground passage that led to

she reveal

as sentencing me

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

as if she

led you there… then my

elicit some kind of empathy from the man behind