An Extra’s POV

"N-none of them… can…?"

It didn't take a genius to understand what those words meant.

Even for Evals, who was currently wallowing in confusion and pain, the words made it painfully clear what the masked man did.

"Y-you killed them…!!" His eyes nearly popped out of their suckers as his smushed face trembled in terror.

He feared he would be next.

"What? No! I just prevented all the sound we made from escaping. They can't hear anything… literally."

The way the masked man spoke about it felt like he was joking.

Evals didn't know what to believe anymore.

"You deserve death, but that would be a waste. You'll be way more useful alive." The masked man continued as he advanced further.

Evals Redart didn't let the distance fool him, though. He knew the man could just appear in front of him anytime he wished.

In essence, the slave trader was trapped.

"You run a whole network of trade in the Slavery Business. I'm sure you're well-connected to the other slave-traders in the United Human Alliance."

The masked man wasn't wrong.

Evals knew the other two who ran an equally successful empire as him.

None of them were friends, and in most instances, they were competitors.

However, they shared a mutual banner—the illegal trade of living humans as if they were nothing but livestock.

"All of that information will be useful to the Royal Council. I'm sure they'll use it to prevent more tragedies like this from happening ."

The moment Evals heard this, his eyes widened more than ever before,

"Y-you… you report to the Royal Council?! Is that why you're here?! To stop me on their behalf? Y-you… you are—!"

"[Sleep]." The moment the masked man said this, Evals felt a wave of drownings hit him.

However, the feeling didn't last long thanks to the Resistance his Enchanted Earrings provided him with.

that, huh? I guess we'll have to do this

from his position and appeared behind Evals before

thoughts echoed as he gritted his

bragged about how they were being

and building his empire from scratch, he still had to pay his dues to the

the Black Market had to

those at the top—like the Obsidian Council—but even the helm of the Black Market answered to

the ones who ruled the

able to flourish this far is because

being taken to

"Y-you bastard! They're—!"

say anything more, he felt a hard

instantly sent him

The realm of

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it." Rey murmured as he looked at the unconscious body of

relatively easy and quick fight for Rey,

Why?

got a bunch of new Skills

widely as

is particularly useful. Eye Of Truth is nice, but I already have [Absolute

were a bunch of other Skills too, and Rey found himself recoiling in

fight wasn't for nothing, after

how he got to

all the abilities

Slave Trader didn't

done with Evals, it was time for him to finish the

place is out of the reach of

glance at the two other unconscious people in the room, and then Sylvia's hanging

people he had shown mercy to

from the Hobgoblins who keep DarkWolves as

thinking this, Rey couldn't see humans as monsters to kill. He felt immensely frustrated by it,

not too

with the Black Market and the criminal underworld of H'Trae, Rey had been questioning his own

acted for his benefit, and how he constantly kept secrets and involved himself in

It was wrong.

yet

the difference between himself and the true denizens of this dark

compare to them in