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

So that's what you were talking

warped into something twisted, and her eyes slanted

was

it obvious? You

to tremble with an invisible kind

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

obtain whatever you desire; grow to the very ends of the

Trader who was a veteran in the field, she understood

one in power, there was

I'll be the

was all she had to say

first time since the meeting started, genuinely laughed

the shockwaves

revealing your true intentions. Took you

other three who sat on their tables

their fate already. The revelation made

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

nice to hear." Her sweet and kind response to Fenrir had just as many undertones

there was a certain friction between the two that just

question. But it's directed

to do was look beside him to gaze upon the beast

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

and comported, and despite being but a fragile broomstick

exactly are you here, as

this question and smiled. Her violet eyes twinkled as she looked at the man who now had the

time for

the most

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

noticed this and groaned a little before proceeding

Scylla—or rather, her bodyguard over there—was pretty

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

not change even though so much focus was