An Extra’s POV

At the heart of the blighted lands within the Elf Continent, near the Northern Shore that had now been completely desecrated—taken over by the strangers from another land—there was a meeting being held.

It took place within a tent, one of the many that stood erect in the barren land.

Unlike the others, however, this had a certain grandeur to it. This place was clearly the heart of their operations, and the arena where only the most elite of contributors could be gathered in.

The Grand Tent.

Its interior was several times more impressive than how it was represented from the outside. Perhaps this was due to its plentiful furniture and ample designs, despite it being nothing but a tent within a battle camp.

Even with the tension within the place, an air of regality still remained there.

Perhaps due to the exclusivity associated with the gathering that was currently taking place there, or the caliber of people present, the tent had a nigh flavorful vibe.

There was a massive and long table located at the center of the room, with three figures seated at the head of the table.

They were dressed in blue, purple, and ash respectively; though it was inevitable that they would have intricate designs on their attire. Regardless of color, these three were clearly the ones in charge of the meeting.

They were the only Generals present, after all.

The others who sat at both the left and right sides of the table were Dragon Commanders—all elite in their own right. They numbered a total of five on each end, making a total of ten Commanders.

Then, at the foot of the table was a certain young man.

He did not resemble a Dragon, as he had no horns or tail. His features were very human-like; though that was not the only odd thing about him.

The young man had an oddly twisted smile as he sat among the Dragons, his glassy eyes taking in what they were saying while maintaining proper silence. He also appeared quite young—about sixteen or seventeen years of age.

—Barely an adult human in this world.

Still, there was none within the room that treated him with scorn or disrespect. They wouldn't dare.

Why?

Because they all recognized his value. Discrimination against him would not only be unnecessary on their part, but also foolish.

pushed back at an extremely rapid rate now." One of the Commanders, the one giving

a scoff at the subjects of the discussion. They all seemed incredibly pleased by

be brought right on schedule very soon. Within

all chuckled

the same group—one of the Elite Dragon Squads in the

hailed as the second best in the

difficulty. If they succeeded, there would

the fact that they belonged

happy for you." The voice of the young man who sat at the foot of the table echoed

them, their intimidating gaze focused

would find

Not him, though.

step in cleansing the world of the Elves and finally taking over their

his attitude towards the Dragons—obvious predators

or he truly

Adrien. We couldn't have done this all without

made this

job thus far.

all echoed words of praises to Adrien, who

he to

making a fool of themselves and completely ruining any chance they had of ever

obvious that they were underselling his role in the current conquest, but what did he care? 'Their pride won't let them say it as it is.' His grin widened even more.

somehow getting their hands on the Enchanted Items.

clear that the Dragons were desperate, and the Generals began contemplating attacking the Elves personally

pride wouldn't have that

initially came to this land to see if I could benefit from the Elves by offering more Items and slowly taking over their community, but…'

these ones would

with a deal. The advantages they

There was even supposed to be an Excursion from their

they were forced to delay the request made by a Dragon Lord showed just

by infiltrating the Camp and learning more about the Dragons and their dealings. He initially did this to possess sufficient information in order to further assist the Elves, but after learning

end, I had to approach them with