An Extra’s POV

[Meanwhile…]

"DAMNIT!!!"

A loud voice echoed from the lips of a particularly beautiful woman, making her appear awfully ugly as a result.

As her long blond hair swayed, her white teeth were displayed in pure rage. She was grating them very loudly, and the wrinkles on her face caused her to appear even more hideous.

"H-how could all of this happen?!" She hissed, growling like a hungry predator who desired nothing but devastation.

Fury, mixed with anxiety and a hint of fear, rose from her pretty body.

This lady was Scylla—the Head of the Slave Union, and also the Leader of the New Order.

Her fury coat and black gown would have made her appear to be one of the classiest ladies in the world, but the crass way she currently spoke, and the curses she spewed thanks to her current dissatisfaction, made her seem more vulgar than she appeared.

Fortunately, only one other person was in the room—her personal guard.

His pure white mask had a dull glow as he watched her from a corner, like a statue.

It was almost like he wasn't there at all.

That allowed Scylla to continue her tantrums without feeling watched or scrutinized.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Damnit!"

The reason for her current frustrations lay in the fact that her entire framework of plans was collapsing.

For one, the Eastern Warehouse was suddenly attacked by a Dragon, and it killed every single worker there.

Phobio, one of the Nine Heads of Destruction, had managed to escape with his life—barely avoiding the wrath of the beast or the jaws of death.

'If not for our patrol agents, we wouldn't have found his naked, unconscious body on time.'

If this was all, though, then Scylla would not be in such a frenzy.

Having a Dragon suddenly invade a major hotspot of resources was bad—incredibly so—but it wasn't impossible to resolve the problem.

that wasn't the only

another Head, is dead. Same as Anukus, who was a wild card, but was also one of the Deadly

also got news that Fernand was able to make it back safely, though all his men had suffered an unlucky fate at the hands of an incredibly

strong. For him to cause Fernand to retreat,

to know

can be labeled as a coincidence, the other incidents can't

considerably far from each other, some of her strongest

they had lost strong men—a commodity that was very

Mercenary Gang had been compromised,

Nine Heads of Destruction could be dispatched there to subjugate the Dragon, but

the Dragon was far stronger than

one. Fenrir should be able to manage

her,

possibility of suffering more

began to bite

already took the combat ability of the KariBlanc Group into account, and there's no one among them that can beat a Head of Destruction. Maybe Rebal Blanc himself, but there's no

be at least three individuals who were hired by them; considering the three

left. Adding Fenrir, that's eight. It's not a major loss,

mission was supposed to involve

meant to push the KariBlanc

the Capital.

now… they'll begin to spread their wings

almost as if she

calm down. Yeah… let's

moment, and she recognized them to be the recovery of the Eastern Warehouse, as well as the recovery of

to deal with the strong forces of the

rid of that Dragon quickly, or else it'll be difficult to

so much a rule by fear could

have the strongest card with me, so dishing out the stuck isn't an issue. Still, I have to ensure the carrot remains

searching for a way to

have to concentrate all our attention

to halt their advancements and give the Blanc House room to breathe,

remains… how to

consuming everything around them, she had inadvertently backed them into a