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 were on

So that's what you were

smile warped into something twisted, and her eyes slanted in the most ominous way

on her face was

obvious? You all…

seemed to tremble with an invisible kind of

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

desire; grow to the very ends of the world. It changes

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

long as she was the one in power, there was nothing

I'll be the

she had to say on

Bravo! Bravo!" Fenrir, for the first time since the meeting started, genuinely laughed

echoes radiated throughout the room, and the shockwaves from his

you're finally revealing your true

who sat on their tables

was their fate already. The revelation made no

I can't say I dislike that, so I guess I'll just go with all this…

nice to hear." Her sweet and kind response

being allies, there was a certain friction between the two that just

a question. But it's directed at Mr.

had to do was look beside him to gaze upon

don't understand why you're on board with all this. The Mercenary Gang usually stays neutral in political issues like this. Plus, it seems you do not particularly like working

comported, and despite being but a fragile broomstick when compared to the absolutely

are you here, as an

question and smiled. Her violet eyes twinkled as

for Fenrir

just chose the most logical

slightly, still not completely convinced

little

could say Scylla—or rather, her bodyguard over there—was

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

not change even though so much focus