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.

said a word, and all eyes were on

what you were talking

and her

her face was

it obvious? You

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

have all 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

to the very ends of the world. It

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

she was the one

I'll be the

was all she had to say

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

the shockwaves

true intentions. Took you long

other three who sat on their tables

this was their fate already. The revelation made no difference to

can't say I dislike that,

kind response to Fenrir

being allies, there was a certain friction between the two

also have a question. But it's directed

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

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

a fragile broomstick when compared to the absolutely ripped Fenrir, he still

are you here,

eyes twinkled as she looked at the man who now had the

time for Fenrir

most logical option—the winning team in this

still not completely convinced by the

groaned a little before proceeding

rather,

hair and blue eyes; standing right behind

demeanor revealed from his calm gaze did not change even though