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

So that's what you

twisted, and her

face was the very

it obvious? You all…

she said this, the room seemed to tremble with an invisible kind of

the 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

whatever you desire; grow to the very ends of the world. It changes

a veteran in

as she was the one in power, there was

end, I'll be

had to say on

for the first time since the meeting started, genuinely laughed

the shockwaves from his claps

revealing your true intentions. Took you

three who sat on their

probably knew that this was their fate already. The revelation made no

I can't say I dislike that, so I

that's nice to hear." Her sweet and kind response

allies, there was a certain friction between the two that just

have a question. But it's directed at Mr. Fenrir over

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

why you're on board with all this. The Mercenary Gang usually stays neutral in political

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

why exactly are you here, as

and smiled. Her violet eyes twinkled as she

was time for Fenrir to

I just chose the most logical option—the winning team

slightly, still not completely convinced

and groaned a little before proceeding to speak

rather, her bodyguard over there—was pretty

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

his calm gaze did not change even