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 the only

a wild card, but was also

able to make it back safely, though all his men had suffered an

someone pretty strong. For him to cause

to know who

incident with the Dragon can be labeled as

were considerably far from each other, some of her strongest pawns had

why!' This didn't just mean that they had lost strong men—a commodity that was very rare—but also that their plans regarding

the Mercenary Gang had been compromised, thanks

be dispatched there to subjugate the

Dragon

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

problem was that it would leave her, and the

possibility of suffering more casualties—something they couldn't

began to bite her

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 way he'd be on the

to be at least three individuals who were hired by them; considering the three different locations where their

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

mission was supposed to involve retrieving documents and

push the KariBlanc Group into a single

the Capital.

now… they'll begin to spread

screamed and cursed some more, almost

Yeah… let's find a

at the moment, and she recognized them to be

deal with the

of that Dragon quickly, or

a

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

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

their advancements and give the Blanc House room to breathe, as well as an opportunity

issue remains… how to completely get rid of

them into a corner, which caused them to strike