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.

took control of the Royal Dungeon, just how

of these questions swirled in his mind as the crunching sounds of Monsters

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

need to know more…'

his back

me. Maybe the Alliance

~VWUSH!~

exited the room and instantly teleported to the location of

a pure white room, though considerably smaller than the Monster

squeaky-clean nature of the room was what kind of place

place was a stark

expected to see something like this here…' Rey mused as he looked at half a

"Good job."

he fused back with the

look at the suspended men and noticed

chef hats and everything. The pristine kitchen, the grand

the dream kitchen anyone would want

However—

meat?" Rey pointed at the slab of flesh that

need an answer to

of human

was what his Skill,

human

stomach the moment a

'For who…?'

for Monsters was being prepared. It appeared to be an exquisite

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

something

It felt absolutely amazing.

almost made him salivate just from a single

no way anything made from this place could be appetizing

could sense a door that led to

got the best of him so he

he found…

if they belonged to some kind of

though

felt

Rey wanted to vomit.

him.

he looked at the shelves in the cold room, only to find packets of already sliced meat—all human, of course—with certain names

I know some

famous merchants or rich elites in

They didn't know everyone, but he could picture the faces of a

be corrupt, while others were viewed as pious

why are their names