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 on

what you

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

her face was the

You all… are

this, the room seemed to tremble with an invisible kind

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

you desire; grow to the

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

one in

the end, I'll be the

was all she had to say

Bravo! Bravo!" Fenrir, for the first time since the

the room, and the shockwaves from his claps caused everything

finally revealing your true intentions. Took

other three who sat on their tables

was their fate already. The revelation

say I dislike that, so I guess I'll

and kind response to Fenrir had just as many

there was a certain friction between the two that just

But it's directed

to do was look beside him to gaze upon the beast of a

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

comported, and despite being but a fragile broomstick when compared to the absolutely ripped Fenrir, he still spoke his

exactly are you here, as an

as

time for

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

his brow slightly, still not completely convinced by

and groaned a little before

say Scylla—or rather, her bodyguard over

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

not change