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.

it? If she took control of the Royal Dungeon, just how high would the

of these questions swirled in his mind as the crunching

instruct his replica not to kill anyone

need to know more…' Rey thought to

investigation here, Rey turned his back on the Monsters, his

useless to me. Maybe the Alliance will find use for them once they

~VWUSH!~

and instantly teleported

greeted by a pure white

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

place was a stark example of a

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

"Good job."

these words, he fused back with

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

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

the dream kitchen anyone would want to eat their meals

However—

slab of flesh that

didn't need an answer

of

was what his Skill,

preparing human

within his stomach the moment a second

'For who…?'

where food for Monsters was being prepared. It appeared to be an

spices and a bunch of other ingredients in the

something

It felt absolutely amazing.

him salivate just

was no way anything made from this place

Rey could sense a door that

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

found…

they belonged to some kind of cattle

was freezing cold, though

felt was

Rey wanted to vomit.

he received began to overwhelm him. He even staggered a little and struggled to find his

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

know some

rather famous merchants or

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

while others were viewed

why are their