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.'

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

It was literally over.

the point of

that out, Rey could easily deduce the

same reason Esme suddenly had a much higher

killed the caretakers and guards of

what I'm seeing here, the total number

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

killed all

Elemental Summons, Rey simply had to assume

also feeling a

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

his own dreary thoughts, Rey never imagined this sort

would Scylla do this?'

could have intended on making

that makes

much time and resources to fully cater for the children until they reached a viable age

always just get viable slaves by utilizing the aid of the Mercenary Gang, which was

pillage towns and obtain the kind of slaves

stop her. There's

to rack his head

there sick bastards in this world who like to see things like

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 years until they were ripe for selling… Rey began to think this was the reason behind such a horrific

can't

were at least three thousand innocent lives

for them to have constant

It was sick!

sighed as he took a few

more the incoherent words of the

began to make more

hear words

"K-kill me…"

don't

me… please

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

realized it, he stood behind Esme, whose gem-like light blue eyes were transfixed on him. Their eyes

directly into

will you do now?"

have asked, as well as a couple other things

didn't say any of those

the suffering ones who still had embers of their

the sounds of these perverse noises, Rey asked that

Esme, allowing the blood to drench his dark attire. He placed his two hands on her naked shoulders, and he whispered words into

for anything you choose to