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.

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

mind as the crunching

end, he found himself more curious then he imagined—enough to instruct his replica not

to know more…'

much done with his investigation here, Rey turned his back

Maybe the Alliance

~VWUSH!~

teleported to the location of

was greeted by a pure white

squeaky-clean nature of the room was

a stark example

he looked at half a dozen

"Good job."

he fused back with the

a close look at the suspended men and noticed how they

everything. The pristine kitchen, the

seemed like the dream kitchen anyone would want to eat their

However—

pointed at the slab of flesh that was placed on a large tray atop a

didn't need an answer to the

portion of

Skill, [Absolute Appraisal],

human meat…

within his stomach the

'For who…?'

being prepared. It appeared to be an exquisite place made for the most distinguished

of other ingredients in the large kitchen that told him

something

It felt absolutely amazing.

salivate just

from this place could be

could sense a door that led to

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

he found…

they belonged to some kind of cattle

freezing cold, though

felt was sheer

Rey wanted to vomit.

began to overwhelm him. He even staggered a little

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

people? I know some

rather famous merchants or rich elites in the

They didn't know everyone, but he

be corrupt, while others were viewed

why are their names