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 how

as the crunching sounds of Monsters

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

to know more…'

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

to me. Maybe the Alliance will find use for them

~VWUSH!~

the room and instantly teleported to the

he was greeted by a pure white room, though considerably

nature of the room was

a stark

as he looked at half a dozen individuals who were currently paralyzed—courtesy

"Good job."

words, he fused back with the

suspended men

and everything. The

like the dream kitchen anyone

However—

of flesh that was placed

didn't need an answer to the

portion of

was what his Skill, [Absolute Appraisal], told

human

the moment a second

'For who…?'

like a place where food for Monsters was being prepared. It appeared to

and a bunch of other ingredients in the large kitchen that told him that these chefs were preparing a

something cooking—like

It felt absolutely amazing.

almost made him salivate just

from this place could be appetizing

Rey could sense a door that led to another

there, but his curiosity got

he found… was

they belonged to

though Rey

felt

Rey wanted to vomit.

began to overwhelm him. He even staggered

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

people? I know some

belonged to some rather famous merchants or rich elites in

names were obscure. They didn't know everyone, but

by many to be corrupt, while others

why are