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.'

their [Additional Information] explicitly told Rey that there

It was literally over.

gone past the

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

same reason Esme suddenly had a much higher Level

guards of these people, most likely.'

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

to tell since the bodies of Esme's victims had become nothing

really killed all those people,

his Elemental Summons, Rey simply

also feeling a strong sense

that Esme's friends were dead, but he always shrugged the thought aside for

his own dreary thoughts, Rey never imagined this sort

would Scylla do this?'

intended on making the Slave Trade business self-sufficient, so she wanted

that makes

for the children until they reached a viable

could always just get viable slaves by utilizing the aid of the Mercenary Gang,

obtain the kind

able to stop her. There's no way she would have done any of this

his head

for entertaining purposes? Are there sick bastards in this world who

This was another possibility.

in their current state, and the fact that it would be a loss to Scylla's enterprise to merely raise

just… can't

least three thousand innocent lives

this place just for them

It was sick!

like animals…' Rey sighed as he took a few

he got, the more the incoherent

to make

hear words

"K-kill me…"

don't

me… please kill…

air, forcing Rey's legs to grow

gem-like light blue eyes were transfixed on

were looking directly into

do now?"

as well as a couple other things he could have

didn't say

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

sounds of these perverse

knelt behind Esme, allowing the blood to drench his dark attire. He placed his two hands on her naked shoulders, and

you choose to do. It is your choice to