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.'

these teenagers—not even adults—under several Negative Status Conditions, but their [Additional Information]

It was literally over.

past the point

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

same reason Esme suddenly had a much

and guards of these

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

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

all those

for his Elemental Summons, Rey simply had to assume that

despite also feeling a strong sense of

were dead, but

own dreary thoughts, Rey never imagined this sort

Scylla

on making the Slave Trade

makes no

to fully cater for the children until they reached a viable age

Scylla could always just get viable slaves by utilizing the aid of the Mercenary Gang, which was already under

and obtain the kind of slaves

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

rack his head for an

be for entertaining purposes? Are there sick bastards

This was another possibility.

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

just… can't comprehend

least three

would someone put them all in this place just for them to

It was sick!

humans like animals…' Rey sighed as he took a

the more the incoherent words of

masses began to make

hear words being

"K-kill me…"

I don't want to…

me… please kill…

air, forcing Rey's legs to grow heavy the

light blue eyes were transfixed on him. Their eyes glowed in their

directly into the other's

will you do now?"

could have asked, as well as a couple other things

didn't say any of those

simply stared hard at her, as they both heard the pleas of death from the suffering ones who

of these perverse noises, Rey asked that

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

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