An Extra’s POV

"Looks like we've talked about all the important bits."

Scylla smiled as she continued all she had to say for the meeting.

So far, they had discussed a lot of extensive topics such as the management of their newly acquired territory, and the plan that they had decided on to fully take over the United Human Alliance.

It was a grand scheme worth uniting for.

"So… any questions?" Scylla asked with an innocent face.

Her violet eyes scanned the room for defiance, and she certainly found one very quickly.

It came from none other than Fenrir.

"What's your gain in all of this?" He asked with a suspicious expression written clearly on his face.

"Hm? What do you mean?"

"Don't play dumb. The way you allocated the resources between all of us is clearly detrimental to you!" Fenrir raised his voice.

His anger was palpable at this point.

"You must clearly have some scheme. There's no way you'd place yourself at such a disadvantage."

He wasn't wrong, especially when considering how valuable these resources being given out were.

More than Enchanted Items to outfit every single member of the Mercenary Guild…

More than enough money and territories for each House…

More than enough power and influence to be wielded by both parties…

"Where does your Slave Union come in?" Fenrir's question echoed within the vast room.

For a moment, there was silence.

word, and all eyes

that's what you were

smile warped into something twisted, and her eyes slanted in

grin on her face was the

it obvious? You all…

to tremble with an invisible kind of pressure

and power you want. As long as you're mine, it will never be a loss on my part." Her moist lips echoed the words she had

may obtain whatever you desire; grow to the very ends

Slave Trader who was a veteran in the field, she understood this principle too

long as she was the one

end, I'll be

was all she had to say on the

since the meeting started, genuinely laughed while clapping

room, and the shockwaves

your true intentions. Took you long

sat on their

fate already. The revelation made

can't say I dislike that, so I guess I'll just

kind response to Fenrir had just as many undertones as his

being allies, there was a certain friction

But it's directed at Mr. Fenrir over

Noir was seated right beside Fenrir, so all he had to do

this. The Mercenary Gang usually stays neutral in political issues

was calm and comported, and despite being but a fragile broomstick when compared

are you

heard this question and smiled. Her violet eyes twinkled as she looked at the man

time for Fenrir

just chose the most

his brow slightly, still not completely convinced by the answer he

and groaned a little before

rather, her bodyguard over

had black hair and blue eyes; standing right behind the head of the

did not change even though so much focus was