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.

profit would she be able to gain from it? If she took control of the

his mind as the crunching sounds of Monsters devouring human flesh echoed

the end, he found himself more curious then he imagined—enough to instruct his replica not to kill anyone he encountered in

to know more…'

done with his investigation here, Rey turned his back on the Monsters, his [Severing Claw] instantly turning them

Cores are useless to me. Maybe the Alliance will find use for them once they investigate these

~VWUSH!~

and instantly teleported to the

greeted by a pure white room, though considerably

surprising than the squeaky-clean nature of the room was what

was a stark

something like this here…' Rey mused as he looked at half a dozen individuals who were currently paralyzed—courtesy of

"Good job."

fused back with the

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

The pristine kitchen, the

like the dream kitchen anyone would

However—

Rey pointed at the slab of flesh that

need an answer to

of human

what his Skill, [Absolute

human meat…

within his stomach the moment a second question

'For who…?'

where food for Monsters was being prepared. It

spices and a bunch of other ingredients in the large kitchen that told him that these chefs were

could smell something cooking—like fresh

It felt absolutely amazing.

salivate

made from this place

this kitchen, Rey could sense a

what he would see there, but his curiosity got the best of him so he instantly teleported

found… was

to some kind of cattle in

though Rey felt none

felt

Rey wanted to vomit.

overwhelm him. He even staggered

head turned back and forth as he looked at the shelves in the cold room, only

of… people? I know some of

merchants or rich elites in the

know everyone, but he could

while

why are their