An Extra’s POV

Chapter 341

[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.'

Status Conditions, but their [Additional Information] explicitly told Rey that

It was literally over.

the

deduce the reason why so much

Esme suddenly had a

and guards of these people,

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

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

all those

the cause of death for his Elemental Summons, Rey simply had to assume that Esme

despite also feeling a strong sense of tragedy

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

Rey never imagined this sort

why? Why would Scylla do

on making

makes no

and resources to fully cater for the

could always just get viable slaves by utilizing the aid

could pillage towns and obtain the

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

rack his head

purposes? Are there sick bastards in this world who

This was another possibility.

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

can't

were at least three

for them to have constant sex until they ceased to

It was sick!

animals…' Rey sighed as he took a few steps

more the incoherent words of the

began to

hear words

"K-kill me…"

don't want to…

me… please kill…

forcing Rey's legs to grow heavy the more footsteps

he stood behind Esme, whose gem-like light blue eyes were

looking directly into

do

as well as a

Rey didn't say

the suffering ones

perverse noises,

to drench his dark attire. He placed his two hands on her naked shoulders, and he whispered

for anything you choose to do.

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