An Extra’s POV

[STATUS WINDOW]

- Name: Esme

- Race: Half-Elf (Human and Elf)

- Class: Elementalist (B-Tier)

- Level: 15 (98.14% EXP)

- Life Force: 100/100 (+100)

- Mana Level: 200/200 (+200)

- Combat Ability: 3 (+3)

- Stat Points: 140

- Skills (Exclusive): [Absolute Appraisal]

- Skills (Non-Exclusive): [Absolute Magic Mastery]. [Absolute Magic Application]. [Grand Mana Recovery]. [Absolute Elemental Control]

- Alignment: Chaotic Good

[Additional Information]

A genius, even by Elven Standards… with a special heritage and connection to the World.

She is currently lost and immensely bereaved.

… Help her.

[End Of Information]

'A-amazing!'

Rey's eyes widened as he witnessed the drastic change in Esme's Status Window. Her Skills had grown so much, and she managed to rise 14 Levels beyond her previous point.

Of course, he had to address the most probable cause for all of it.

'Looking at everything that's going on here, I can guess what happened…' Rey's thoughts trailed as he took his eyes off Esme for a moment.

He settled his gaze on everything else—the ugly tapestry of lust and death.

'She must have been traumatized by this breeding going on. If I had to guess, her friends must be among the people…'

Rey used [Absolute Appraisal], and he could see why she would have broken down.

'They're merely husks of their previous selves. They could as well be dead.'

adults—under several Negative Status Conditions, but their [Additional Information] explicitly told Rey that there was

It was literally over.

past the point

that out, Rey could easily deduce the reason why so much blood and gore decorated

reason Esme suddenly had a much

killed the caretakers and guards of these people, most likely.' His

were they?' Rey wondered. 'Judging by what I'm seeing here, the total number should be about

to tell since the bodies of Esme's victims had become

all those people,

his Elemental Summons, Rey simply

His thoughts echoed, despite also feeling a strong sense

thought there was a possibility that Esme's friends were dead, but

thoughts, Rey never

would Scylla do

reasons. For example, Scylla could have intended on making the Slave Trade business self-sufficient, so she wanted

that makes no

time and resources to fully cater for the children until they reached a viable

viable slaves by utilizing the aid of the Mercenary Gang, which was already under

pillage towns and obtain the kind of

no one would be able to stop her. There's no way she would

his

purposes? Are there sick bastards in this world who like to see

This was another possibility.

accuse Scylla or any other person of it, but considering the diminished commercial values of the breeding slaves in their current state, and the fact that it would be a loss to Scylla's enterprise to merely raise children for years until they were ripe for selling… Rey began to think this was

just… can't comprehend

least three thousand innocent lives

in this place just for them to have constant sex

It was sick!

Rey sighed as he

more the

masses began to make

hear words being

"K-kill me…"

don't want to…

please

the air, forcing Rey's legs to grow heavy the more

light blue eyes were transfixed on him. Their eyes

were looking directly

will you do

million other questions he could have asked, as well as a couple other things

say any

they both heard the pleas of death from the suffering ones who still had embers of their humanity before they would cease

sounds of these perverse

to drench his dark attire. He placed his two hands on her naked shoulders,

won't judge you for anything you choose to do. It is your choice