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.

expiration date, she was

underworld or the surface—even paid

eventually leave her after one or two

reason why she loved money so

will you?" She

"My lovely things. Huhuhu—!"

suddenly felt something wrapping around her neck from

'H-huh…?!'

happened instantly, and the tight grip took her by surprise, threatening to snap her

'W-what's happening…?'

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

a chill went down her

echoed was so deep and threatening that it nearly gave her a heart attack. Her body froze, unable to move even

knew right there and then… she was

"Y-yes, I understand."

was the natural instinct of any living being. No one wants to

the manager of this establishment,

gulped and thought the

me because he

delayed in her response, he would also

she felt the back

and

out, fearing what would happen if the guy found out she

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

prayed she wouldn't get

don't want

to be made, and she still hadn't settled

She couldn't die now.

you to take me to the

a single croak came

"E-eh…?"

knew the underground passage that led

she reveal such

same as sentencing me

the questions, and despite her

almost as if she was

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

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