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.

If she took control of the

in his mind as the crunching sounds of Monsters devouring human

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

know more…'

turned his back on the Monsters, his [Severing Claw] instantly turning them

Alliance

~VWUSH!~

room and instantly teleported to the location of

a pure white room, though considerably smaller than

than the squeaky-clean nature of the room was

place was a stark example

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

"Good job."

these words, he fused back with the

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

chef hats and everything. The pristine kitchen,

like the dream kitchen anyone would

However—

of flesh that was

an answer to the

portion of

his Skill, [Absolute Appraisal], told

human

his stomach the

'For who…?'

It appeared to be an exquisite place made

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

something cooking—like fresh

It felt absolutely amazing.

made him salivate

no way anything made from this place could be appetizing to

a door that led to

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

he found…

as if they belonged to some kind

was freezing cold, though Rey

he felt was

Rey wanted to vomit.

the information he received began to overwhelm him. He even staggered a little and struggled

the cold room, only to find packets of already

I know some

famous merchants or rich

names were obscure. They didn't know everyone, but he could picture the faces

to be corrupt, while others were viewed as pious and

are their