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.

They're being pushed back at an extremely rapid rate now." One of the Commanders, the one giving the report, said

subjects of the discussion. They

very soon. Within this week, in the latest, we would

chuckled at

thirteen Dragons belonged to the same group—one of the

were hailed as the second

difficulty. If they succeeded, there would be no doubt about

one would dispute the fact that they belonged to

very happy for you." The voice of the young man who sat at the foot of the table echoed within the tent, causing all its inhabitants to instantly look

the furthest from them, their intimidating gaze

find

Not him, though.

the Elves and finally taking over their resources.

composure, and his attitude towards the Dragons—obvious

actor, or

couldn't

You truly made this easier

commendable job thus far. We owe you

echoed words of praises to

else was he

of ever ascending the ranks…' Adrien Chase smiled internally as he

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. 'But we all know that they owe

the Elves upping their game and somehow getting their hands

the Elves

wouldn't have that at

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

these ones would be more

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

they were failing to meet up with their conquest quota. There was even supposed to be an Excursion from their Academy, but due

forced to delay the request made by a Dragon Lord

did this to possess sufficient

the end, I had to approach them with