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.

wasn't

Anukus, who was a wild card, but was also

all his men had

on someone pretty strong. For him to cause Fernand to retreat, also

know who

whole incident with the Dragon can be labeled as a coincidence, the

three other locations that were considerably far from each other, some of her

why!' This didn't just mean that they had lost strong men—a commodity that was very

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

of Destruction could be dispatched there to subjugate the Dragon,

Phobio, the Dragon

three-horned one. Fenrir should be able to manage if he has his

problem was that it would leave her, and the rest of

more casualties—something

began to bite her nails

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

be at least three individuals who were hired by them;

the nine, I only have seven left. Adding Fenrir, that's eight. It's not a major loss,

involve

push the KariBlanc Group into a single

the Capital.

they'll begin to spread their wings for

and cursed some more, almost as if she was courting

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

considered the most pressing matters at the moment, and she recognized them to be the recovery of the Eastern Warehouse,

also had to deal with the strong forces of

rid of that Dragon quickly, or else

so much a rule by fear could

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

a way to recover the Eastern

we'll have to concentrate all our

the Blanc House room to breathe, as well as an opportunity to

issue remains… how to

them, she had inadvertently backed them into