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

and her eyes slanted

grin on her face was the very

You all… are

room seemed to tremble with an invisible kind of pressure that could be felt by

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

was a veteran in the field, she understood this principle

long as she was the one in power, there was

end, I'll be the

had to

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

the room, and the shockwaves from

finally revealing your true intentions. Took

other three who sat

fate already. The

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

Her sweet and kind response to Fenrir had just as many undertones

being allies, there was a certain friction between the

a question. But it's directed at

right beside Fenrir, so all he had to do was look beside him to gaze upon

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

being but a fragile broomstick when compared to the absolutely ripped Fenrir,

why exactly are you

as

was time for Fenrir to

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

his brow slightly, still not completely convinced

noticed this and groaned a little before proceeding

Scylla—or rather, her bodyguard over

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

not change even though so