An Extra’s POV

Monsters were inside their cages, all of them docile thanks to the runic crests that existed on all of their bodies.

They weren't particularly strong Monsters; around E and D-Tier at most.

Nothing was particularly special about these creatures, except perhaps what they were feeding on.

Rey saw it clearly—the body parts of human beings.

The corpses were already pale and dull-looking, most likely the cause of being dead for a considerable length of time.

'I see. So they feed the dead ones to the Monsters…' Rey found his thoughts trailing.

At this point, he had reached emotional lull.

Even without [Dead Calm] he found it difficult to be shocked or furious at the scene playing out in front of him.

Perhaps he was desensitized.

Maybe he was simply tired.

Either way, Rey looked at everything with dead eyes.

'So, they make the slaves have sex with themselves to breed, and those who have reached expiration are sent to the Monsters as feed.'

It made sense why Scylla would want more offspring now.

At the very least, they could serve as meat for the Monsters; especially since they wouldn't have much value otherwise.

'They look healthy, which means they're being fed well.'

Rey observed the way the creatures ate their meal, not even disturbed by his presence or the fact that he had just killed their caretakers.

'How many humans have they eaten already? I don't know. I can't even estimate.'

Rey counted the creatures in an attempt to get the numbers.

'They're only about a hundred Monsters. I don't know how long they've been here, but if I assume it's recent, that means they'll have at least fed them hundreds of people—if not a thousand.'

It was no wonder the other Warehouses were empty or abandoned.

'Scylla fed the slaves of the other Slave Traders to her Monsters. Was she trying to rear them for war, or maybe for commercial reasons?'

The crests on the Monsters made it so that they would obey their Master's instruction. It was very possible that Scylla was trying to make Monster Slaves.

'No one has ever done that in the entire history of the Alliance… no, even before then.'

If Scylla was trying to break into a new market, using Monsters as the commodity, Rey could understand a lot of her actions.

In fact, he found it impressive.

she be able to gain from it? If she took control of the Royal Dungeon, just how high

these questions swirled in his mind as the crunching sounds of Monsters devouring human flesh echoed in

found himself more curious then he imagined—enough to instruct his replica not to kill anyone

to know more…' Rey thought

his investigation here, Rey turned his back on

Alliance will find use for them once they

~VWUSH!~

exited the room and instantly teleported to the

again, he was greeted by a pure white room, though considerably smaller than

than the squeaky-clean nature of the room was

place was a stark example of a classy

something like this here…' Rey mused as he looked at half

"Good job."

he fused back with the other version

close look at the suspended men and noticed how they were dressed

hats and everything. The pristine kitchen, the

seemed like the dream kitchen anyone would want

However—

slab of flesh that

didn't need an answer to the

of

what his Skill, [Absolute Appraisal],

human

the moment a second

'For who…?'

food for Monsters was being prepared. It appeared to be

the large kitchen that told him that these chefs

smell something

It felt absolutely amazing.

him salivate just from

anything made from this place could be

a door that led to another

what he would see there, but his curiosity got the best

found… was

as if they belonged to

though Rey felt none of

he felt

Rey wanted to vomit.

to overwhelm him. He even staggered

he looked at the shelves in the cold room, only to find packets of

people? I know some

famous merchants or rich elites in

know everyone, but he could picture the faces

many to be corrupt, while others were viewed as

are their