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

Same as Anukus, who was a wild card, but

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 powerful

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

know

with the Dragon can be labeled as a coincidence, the other incidents

considerably far from each other, some

had lost strong men—a

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

could be dispatched there to subjugate the Dragon, but that would spread

Dragon was far

probably a three-horned one. Fenrir should be able to manage

leave her, and the rest of

suffering more casualties—something they couldn't afford

began to bite her

combat ability of the KariBlanc Group into account, and there's no one among them that can beat

who were hired by them; considering the three different

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

involve retrieving documents

the KariBlanc Group into

the Capital.

begin to

some more, almost as if she was

let's find

them to be the recovery of the Eastern Warehouse, as

deal with the strong

that Dragon quickly,

much a rule by fear

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

for a way

is a three-horned one, then we'll have to concentrate

give the Blanc House room to

to completely

she had inadvertently backed them into a corner, which caused them to strike back