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

a scoff at the subjects of the discussion. They

conquest's progress will be brought right on schedule very soon. Within this week,

all chuckled

belonged to the same group—one of the Elite Dragon Squads

hailed as the second best in the

reason they chose this mission despite its intricacy and difficulty. If they succeeded, there

the fact that they belonged to

the foot of the table echoed within the tent, causing all its inhabitants to instantly

was the furthest from them, their intimidating gaze focused

would find it

Not him, though.

and finally taking over their resources. It will be

attitude towards the Dragons—obvious predators of humanity—was all too

was a great actor, or

you, Adrien. We couldn't have done this

made this easier for

job thus far. We owe

praises to Adrien,

he to

saved them from making a fool of themselves and completely ruining any chance they had of ever ascending the ranks…' Adrien Chase smiled internally as he bowed his head

role in the current conquest, but what did he care? 'Their pride won't let them say it as it

somehow getting their hands on the Enchanted Items. Having tools really revolutionized combat for the Elves, who had

the Elves personally as a last resort—which basically meant they

wouldn't have that at

Items and slowly taking over their community, but…' Adrien closely

later realized these ones

the Dragons with a deal. The advantages they offered him, especially in the long run, far outweighed his prospects

an Excursion from their

made by a Dragon Lord showed just how precarious the whole thing was at

infiltrating the Camp and learning more about the Dragons and their dealings. He initially did this to possess sufficient information in

them with an offer