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.

a word, and all eyes were

what you

something twisted, and her eyes slanted in the most ominous

on her face was the very

You all…

the room seemed to tremble with an invisible kind of pressure that could be felt

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 kept in her heart since

whatever you desire; grow to the very ends of

who was a veteran in the field, she understood

the one in power,

end, I'll be

all she had to say on the

since the meeting started, genuinely laughed while

the room, and the shockwaves

finally revealing your true intentions. Took you long

three who sat on their tables said

their fate already. The revelation made

I can't say I dislike that, so

Her sweet and kind response to Fenrir had just

a certain friction between the two

it's directed at Mr.

Noir was seated right beside Fenrir, so all he had to do was look beside him to gaze upon the beast

Gang usually stays neutral in political issues like this. Plus, it seems you do not particularly like working with

and comported, and despite being but a fragile broomstick

why exactly are you here, as an

question and smiled. Her violet eyes twinkled as she looked at the man who now had the

for

chose the most

not completely convinced

groaned a little before proceeding to speak some

say Scylla—or rather, her bodyguard over

young man who had black hair and blue eyes; standing right behind

calm gaze did not change