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.'

their [Additional Information] explicitly told Rey

It was literally over.

the point

figured that out, Rey could easily deduce the reason why so much blood and

same reason Esme suddenly had a much

and guards of these

wondered. 'Judging by what I'm seeing here, the total number should be about

Esme's victims had become nothing but shredded pulps that

killed all

the cause of death for his Elemental Summons, Rey simply

incredible!' His thoughts echoed, despite also feeling a strong

a possibility that Esme's friends were dead,

thoughts, Rey never

Why would Scylla do this?' He

For example, Scylla could have intended on making the Slave Trade business self-sufficient, so

that makes

resources to fully cater for the

slaves by utilizing the aid of the Mercenary

and obtain the kind of

this night succeeded, no one would be able to stop her. There's no way she would have done

to rack his head

entertaining purposes? Are there sick bastards in this world who like to see

This was another possibility.

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

just… can't comprehend

three thousand innocent lives

would someone put them all in this place just for them to

It was sick!

as he took a few steps

the more the incoherent words

masses began to make

hear words

"K-kill me…"

don't want

me… please

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

Esme, whose gem-like light blue eyes were transfixed on him. Their eyes glowed

looking directly into

do now?" Rey

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

say any of those

both heard the pleas of death from the suffering ones who still had embers of their humanity before they would cease to function as people

perverse

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

anything you choose to do. It is your choice to