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.

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

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

imagined—enough to instruct his replica not

more…' Rey thought to

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

Alliance will find use for them once they investigate these

~VWUSH!~

teleported to the

white room, though considerably smaller

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

place was a stark example of a

as he looked at half a dozen individuals who

"Good job."

words, he fused back

the suspended men and

white apparels, with the chef hats and everything. The pristine

kitchen anyone would want to eat their

However—

the slab of flesh that was placed on a

an

portion of human

what his Skill, [Absolute Appraisal],

human

the moment a

'For who…?'

was being prepared. It appeared

other ingredients in the large kitchen that told him

something

It felt absolutely amazing.

him salivate just

made from

a door

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

he found…

meat, hung as if they belonged to

room was freezing cold, though Rey

felt

Rey wanted to vomit.

overwhelm him. He even staggered a little

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

people? I know

rather famous merchants or rich elites in the

know everyone, but

while others were viewed as pious and incredibly

are their