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 yet to

or the surface—even paid her

leave her after one or two

why she loved

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

"My lovely things. Huhuhu—!"

laugh, she suddenly felt

'H-huh…?!'

the tight grip took her by surprise, threatening to

'W-what's happening…?'

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

Sylvia heard this, a chill went down her

it nearly gave her a heart attack. Her body froze, unable to move even the slightest

then… she

"Y-yes, I understand."

was the natural instinct of any

manager of

gulped and thought

kill me because he is looking for the

other end, I'd she delayed in her

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

more, and she would

would happen if the guy

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

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

want to

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

She couldn't die now.

you to take

only a single croak came out

"E-eh…?"

the Manager of this Warehouse, she knew the underground passage that led to the

would she

same as

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

she was talking to

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

think her words would elicit some kind of empathy from the man behind her, and