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.'

only were these teenagers—not even adults—under several Negative Status Conditions, but their [Additional Information] explicitly told Rey

It was literally over.

the

deduce the reason why so much blood and gore

Esme suddenly

of these people,

'Judging by what I'm seeing here, the total number should be about two hundred? Maybe

since the bodies of Esme's victims had become nothing but shredded pulps that could hardly

really killed all those

the cause of death for his Elemental Summons, Rey simply

also feeling a strong sense of tragedy

previously thought there was a possibility that Esme's friends were dead, but he always shrugged the thought aside for

his own dreary thoughts, Rey

would Scylla

a few plausible reasons. For example, Scylla could have intended on making the Slave Trade business self-sufficient, so she wanted them to bear

makes no

would take too much time and resources to fully cater for the children until they reached

the aid of the Mercenary Gang, which was already

could pillage towns and obtain the kind of slaves she

would be able to stop her. There's no

to rack his head for an

there sick bastards in this world who

This was another possibility.

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

can't

least three thousand innocent

someone put them all in this place just for them to have constant sex until they

It was sick!

animals…' Rey sighed as he took a few steps

more the incoherent words of

to make

hear words

"K-kill me…"

I don't

me… please

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

gem-like light blue eyes were transfixed on him.

directly

will you do

have asked, as

Rey didn't say any

hard at her, as they both heard the pleas of death from the suffering ones who still had embers of their humanity before they would cease

perverse

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

won't judge you for anything you choose to