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

that's what

innocent smile warped into something twisted, and her

was the very definition of

You all…

said this, the room seemed to tremble with an invisible kind of pressure that could

long as you're mine, it will never be a loss on my part." Her moist

obtain whatever you desire; grow to the very ends of the world. It

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

as she was the one

I'll be

all she had

first time since the meeting started,

the room, and the shockwaves from his

you're finally revealing your true intentions. Took

other three who sat on their tables said

this was their fate already. The revelation made no difference

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

nice to hear." Her sweet and kind response to Fenrir had just as many undertones as

being allies, there was a certain friction between the

have a question. But it's directed at Mr. Fenrir

do was look beside him to

on board with all this. The Mercenary Gang usually stays neutral in

broomstick when compared to the

are you here, as

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

time for Fenrir

chose the most

completely convinced

this and groaned a little before

rather, her bodyguard over

man who had black hair and blue eyes; standing right

stoic demeanor revealed from his calm gaze did not change even though so