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.

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

as the crunching sounds of

imagined—enough to instruct his replica not to kill anyone he encountered in the other

know more…'

turned his back on the Monsters, his [Severing Claw]

useless to me. Maybe the Alliance will find

~VWUSH!~

and instantly teleported to the location

was greeted by a pure white room, though

squeaky-clean nature of the room was what kind of

was a stark example of a classy

here…' Rey mused as he looked at half a dozen individuals

"Good job."

Rey uttered these words, he fused back with

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

hats and everything. The pristine

anyone would want to eat their meals

However—

Rey pointed at the slab of flesh that

didn't need an answer

portion of

his Skill,

human meat…

swelled within his stomach the moment a second question

'For who…?'

didn't look like a place where food for Monsters was being prepared. It appeared to be an exquisite place made for the most distinguished of

the large kitchen that told him that these

smell something

It felt absolutely amazing.

him salivate

from this place could

Rey could sense a door that led

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

he found… was

to some

room was freezing cold, though Rey

he felt was

Rey wanted to vomit.

information he received began to overwhelm him. He even staggered

and forth as he looked at the shelves in the cold room, only to find packets of already sliced meat—all

of… people? I know

some rather famous merchants or rich elites

know everyone, but he could picture the faces of

to be corrupt, while

why are