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.

one said a word, and

So that's what you were talking

twisted, and her

her face was the very definition

it obvious? You all… are

invisible kind of pressure that could be felt by

riches and power 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

grow to the very ends of the world. It changes

a Slave Trader who was a veteran in the field,

one in power,

I'll be

had to say on the

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

echoes radiated throughout the room, and the shockwaves from his claps caused everything

finally revealing your true intentions. Took you long

who sat on their tables said

fate

can't say I dislike that, so

response

was a certain friction between the two that just couldn't

have a question. But it's

he had to do was

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

broomstick when compared to the absolutely

you here, as

violet eyes twinkled as she looked at the man

time for

just chose the most logical option—the winning team in

still not completely convinced by the answer he was

a little before proceeding

could say Scylla—or rather,

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

not change even though