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

that's what you were

twisted, and her eyes slanted in the

grin on her face was the very definition

You

with an invisible kind of

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

may obtain whatever you desire; grow to the very ends

veteran in the field, she understood

one in power, there was

end, I'll be the

had to

for the first time since the meeting started, genuinely laughed while

room, and the shockwaves from his claps caused everything to

you're finally revealing your true

three who sat on

knew that this was their fate already. The

grown even bolder, Scylla. I can't say I dislike that, so I guess I'll just go with all this…

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

certain friction

it's

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

with all this. The Mercenary Gang usually stays neutral in political issues like this. Plus, it seems

despite being but a fragile broomstick when compared to the absolutely ripped

why exactly are you here,

Her violet eyes twinkled as

for Fenrir to

I just chose the most

not completely convinced by the answer he was

this and groaned a little before proceeding to speak some

rather, her bodyguard over there—was pretty

who had black hair and blue eyes; standing right

did not change even though