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.

said a word, and all eyes

So that's what

smile warped into something twisted, and

was

obvious? You all…

invisible kind of pressure that could be felt by everyone

mine, it will never be a loss on my part."

grow to the very ends

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

she was the one in power, there

I'll be the

all she had to

first time since the meeting started, genuinely laughed while clapping his

the room, and the shockwaves from his claps

revealing your true intentions. Took

three who sat on their

fate already. The revelation made no difference to

Scylla. I can't say I dislike that, so I guess I'll just go with all

Her sweet and kind response to Fenrir had just as many undertones

allies, there was a certain friction between the two that just couldn't be

question. But it's

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

all this. The Mercenary Gang usually stays neutral in political issues like this. Plus, it seems you do not particularly like

being but a fragile broomstick when compared to the

you

Her violet eyes twinkled as she

time for

guess I just chose the most logical option—the winning

brow slightly, still not completely convinced

little before proceeding

you could say Scylla—or rather,

to the young man who had black hair

did not change even though so much focus was