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

It was literally over.

the point

the reason why so much blood

reason Esme suddenly had

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

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

the bodies of Esme's victims had become nothing but

really killed all those people,

Rey simply had to assume that Esme did it somehow thanks

echoed, despite also feeling

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

thoughts, Rey never

why? Why would Scylla do this?' He

of a few plausible reasons. For example, Scylla could have intended on

that makes no

for the children until they reached

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

towns and obtain the kind of slaves she

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

rack his head for

sick bastards in this world who

This was another possibility.

was a stretch to accuse Scylla or any 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 to merely raise children for

can't comprehend

were at least three

them all in this place just for them to have constant sex

It was sick!

animals…' Rey sighed as he

the more the incoherent

began to make

could hear words being

"K-kill me…"

I don't

me… please kill…

the air, forcing Rey's legs to grow

behind Esme, whose gem-like light blue eyes were transfixed on

looking directly into the

you do now?" Rey

a million other questions he could have asked, as well as a couple other things

say any

suffering ones who still had embers of their humanity before they would

these perverse noises,

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

judge you for anything you choose to do. It is