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

what you

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

face was the very

obvious? You

tremble with an invisible kind of pressure that could be felt by everyone in the

will never be a loss on my part." Her moist lips echoed the words she had kept in her heart since she founded the New

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

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

one

the end, I'll

was all she had to

the first time since the

and the shockwaves from his

finally revealing your true intentions.

other three who sat

fate already. The

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

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

so all he had to do was look beside him to gaze upon the beast of a

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

a fragile broomstick when compared

are you here, as an

Her violet eyes twinkled as she looked at the man who now had

was time for

I just chose the most logical option—the winning team in

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

groaned a little before proceeding to

could say Scylla—or rather, her bodyguard over

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

from his calm gaze did not change even though so much focus was