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.'

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

It was literally over.

gone past the point

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

suddenly had a much higher

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

by what I'm seeing here, the total number should be about two

Esme's victims had become nothing but shredded pulps that could hardly be called

killed all those

simply had to assume that Esme did it somehow thanks

despite also feeling a strong sense of tragedy for

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

thoughts, Rey never imagined this

Scylla do this?' He

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

makes

too much time and resources to fully cater for

utilizing the aid of the Mercenary Gang, which was already

pillage towns and obtain the kind of slaves

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

his head for

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

This was another possibility.

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

can't

three thousand

just for them to

It was sick!

sighed as he took a

got, the more the incoherent

began to make more

could hear words being

"K-kill me…"

I don't

please kill…

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

Esme, whose gem-like light blue eyes were transfixed on him. Their eyes glowed in their respective

looking directly into the other's

you do now?" Rey

as well

Rey didn't say any of those

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

perverse

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

judge you for anything you choose to do. It