An Extra’s POV

[Moments Earlier: The Merchant City]

"This is weird…"

Rey and Esme were walking alongside each other, though with both of them cloaked, no one around could see them.

They couldn't hear them either.

"Why haven't we spotted a single Warehouse with any slave in them?" Esme muttered, her tone showing signs of impatience.

She was, of course, in her full-plated armor, and her face was covered in a dark helmet. Still, that didn't stop the emotions she displayed from leaking out.

"I'm not surprised." Rey answered her, causing the Half Elf to turn in his direction.

"What do you mean? You knew this would happen?"

"No. I wasn't sure. But, with all of this happening, it's pretty clear what's going on now."

Esme's quizzical expression was hidden underneath her helmet, just as Rey's smile was also locked behind his mask.

Both of them merely spoke without once being able to visually express their current emotions.

"With Scylla and her cohorts already aware that the Full Sweep is happening today, it's very likely that they have already transferred their assets to a different location." Rey finally answered.

To this, Esme groaned.

"But we've been searching a lot of places for days now. Nearly two weeks, even." She sighed, slapping her hand against her metal helmet.

If not for Rey's control over sound Magic, her sudden action would have definitely attracted attention.

"Does that mean we'll have to search for them all over again?"

A slight chuckle echoed from Rey as he looked at Esme, wishing he could see what kind of expression she had behind the Orichalcum.

"You're very smart and collected, but when it comes to matters like these, you really are naive and excitable."

"W-what?"

"Pfft! Relax. I don't blame you for being unaware of how things work in this sphere of life." Rey shrugged, his tone still containing hints of amusement.

"You don't know anything about the Criminal Underworld."

Trade business, it was previously assumed that she would have her Slaves in the regions that were

of the merchandise

slave

transported to places that aren't even on the map, or they exist

checked the Merchant City through and through and we've found nothing." Esme sighed. "And you also

Rey nodded slightly.

the Capital, where an entire underground space had to be built in order to ensure the business of the Black Market flowed well, the

an expert in the field, or a proper investigation was carried out, it would be difficult to differentiate the

we had to search through the Merchant City. But, after finding nothing, I think there are

in unregistered areas that aren't on the

the second option?" Esme quickly asked,

of silence ensued after she did

"S-sorry for that…"

she apologized. She was clearly anxious and extremely

Rey understood that.

like this really show how young she is.' He smiled underneath his mask before proceeding to tell her what she wanted to

located at the closest place they

"A-ah…?"

for storing her goods. It's the perfect

very far, though, Esme's

you keep referring to them like

"Pardon?"

know? Why do you keep referring to

of language, but he didn't particularly think they mattered in the

call them that because that's what our targets use to identify them. If I want to figure out where they are,

be able to fully grasp their thought process and imagine situations that could arise as a

"I see…"

like

how helpful such a methodology

way, it doesn't matter which of the two options is true. We'll be able to find out everything once

It's time we returned

*******

~VWUUUUSH!~

Rey and Esme in

two walked in on Rebal and Kara seated on their beds, with

"Y-you're back, Sir Ralyks!"

back, Sir Ralyks

the two awkwardly gave their