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

who was a wild card, but was

to make it back safely, though all his men had suffered an unlucky fate at the hands of an incredibly

has gotten their hands on someone pretty strong. For him to cause Fernand to retreat, also

wanted to know

the Dragon can be labeled as a coincidence,

each other, some of her strongest pawns had

lost strong men—a commodity that was very rare—but also that their plans

were meant to be distributed to the Mercenary Gang had been compromised, thanks to what

could be dispatched there to subjugate the

Phobio, the Dragon was

one. Fenrir should be able

problem was that it would leave her, and

suffering more casualties—something they

to bite

that can beat a Head of Destruction. Maybe Rebal Blanc himself, but there's no way he'd be

were hired by them; considering the three different locations where

nine, I only have seven left. Adding Fenrir, that's eight. It's

mission was supposed to involve retrieving documents and swallowing

the

the Capital.

now… they'll begin to spread their wings for

and cursed some more, almost as

should calm down. Yeah… let's find a solution to this

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

also had to deal with the strong forces of the opposing

Dragon quickly, or else it'll

a rule by fear

the stuck isn't an issue. Still, I have to ensure the

meant searching for a way to recover

truly is a three-horned one, then we'll have to concentrate all our attention on that

give the

issue remains… how to completely get

inadvertently backed them into a corner, which caused