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.'

Negative Status Conditions, but their [Additional Information] explicitly told Rey that there was no hope

It was literally over.

gone past the point

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

the same reason Esme suddenly had a much higher Level

and guards of these people, most

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

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

really killed all

for the cause of death for his Elemental Summons, Rey simply

also feeling a strong

that Esme's friends were dead, but he always

his own dreary thoughts, Rey never imagined this sort

Scylla do

plausible reasons. For example, Scylla could have intended on making the Slave Trade business

that makes no

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

the aid of the Mercenary Gang, which was

towns and obtain the kind of slaves she

no one would be able to stop her. There's no way she would have done any of this for a self-sustaining

to rack his head for an

purposes? Are there sick bastards in this world who like

This was another possibility.

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

just… can't comprehend

were at least three thousand

this place just for them to have constant sex until

It was sick!

sighed as

closer he got, the more

to make more

hear

"K-kill me…"

don't

please kill…

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

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

were looking directly into the

you do

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

didn't say any

the pleas of death from the suffering ones who still had embers of their humanity before they would cease

the sounds of these perverse noises, Rey asked that

blood to drench his dark attire. He placed his two hands on

choose to do. It is your choice