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.'

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

It was literally over.

the point

could easily deduce the reason why so much blood

suddenly had a much

killed the caretakers and guards of these people, most

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

had become nothing but shredded pulps

killed all

his Elemental Summons, Rey simply had to assume that

incredible!' His thoughts echoed, despite also feeling a strong sense of

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

own dreary thoughts, Rey

Scylla do this?'

intended on making the Slave

makes no

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

viable slaves by utilizing the aid of the Mercenary Gang, which

obtain the kind of slaves

one would be able to stop her. There's no way she would have done any of this for a self-sustaining

continued to rack his head

Are there sick bastards in this world who like to see things

This was another possibility.

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 the reason

can't

least three thousand

this place just for them to have constant sex until they ceased

It was sick!

like animals…' Rey sighed as he took

he got, the more the incoherent words of

masses began to make more

could hear words

"K-kill me…"

I don't want to…

please kill…

forcing Rey's legs to grow heavy the more footsteps

realized it, he stood behind Esme, whose gem-like light blue eyes were transfixed on him. Their eyes glowed in

were looking directly

you do now?"

questions he could have asked, as well as a couple

didn't say any of those

suffering ones who still

the sounds of these perverse noises, Rey asked

He placed his two hands on her naked shoulders, and he

you choose to do. It is your choice