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.

we'll

masked man vanished from his position and appeared behind Evals before the

corrupt bastards?' Evals' thoughts echoed as he gritted his teeth in

other competitors bragged about how they were being backed by

his empire from scratch, he

of the Black Market

the Obsidian Council—but even the helm of the Black Market answered to the four anonymous members of

ones who ruled the

the Slave Trade has been able to

was being taken to that very same Royal

"Y-you bastard! They're—!"

he felt

sensation instantly sent him to the

realm of the

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guess that settles it." Rey murmured as he looked at the unconscious body

was a relatively easy and quick fight for Rey, but he still couldn't

Why?

a bunch of

widely as he stared at

Truth is nice, but I already have [Absolute Appraisal], so what's the

Skills too, and Rey found himself recoiling in

this fight wasn't

how he got to know of his [Item Equip] Skill, and the current Items he

waited for him to display all the abilities so he could use

Slave Trader didn't

was time for him to finish the job once and

this entire place is out of the

two other unconscious people in the

himself that the people he had shown

are they from the

thinking this, Rey couldn't see humans as monsters to kill. He

too far

interacting so much with the Black Market and the criminal underworld of H'Trae, Rey

his benefit, and how

It was wrong.

well, yet he indulged

difference

didn't compare to them in