An Extra’s POV

"Haa…"

Adrien exhaled deeply as he left the grand tent that hosted the meeting between the important figures of the Camp.

Upon getting out of the stifling place, he let the stale wind blow on his face, causing his dark hair to flutter gently while also inhaling the breeze with a small smile on his face. His eyes were closed for a second, but that didn't last long either.

He couldn't afford to enjoy the moment.

'Once again… my escort lurks behind me.' As his thoughts trailed, he glanced to the area behind him, where a certain pink-haired Dragon Commander stood still.

Her eyes watched him keenly, and while she had an official aura about her, the palpable tension between the both of them could not be ignored.

'Ever since I arrived here, she's been placed in charge of me. She watches my every action, especially the ones I make when I leave my tent.'

She was also very good at her job.

'I guess that's the perk of having an amazing bloodline and a powerful Skill to boot.' He grinned.

Of course, Adrien knew that he could evade her power if he wanted to. However, that would only be more suspicious and energy-consuming. 'Right now, there's no real suspicious aspect about me that can be brought to the light through her constant surveillance.'

The only reason her presence bothered him was because it was the symptom of a much bigger problem.

'The Dragons still don't trust me.'

This was an inevitable situation, and he was already prepared for this much. Still, he had committed to a lot in order to get much closer to their operations.

Still… it seemed they were yet to budge on the trust part.

'Well, trust or not, I'll get what I want from them. That's only a matter of time…' He began to walk towards his tent, with the Dragon Commander trailing right behind him.

The stale air brushed over his skin, and he found himself indulging in the exercise.

Even though he could get to the tent in a moment, Adrien decided to immerse himself in thoughts and enjoy his walk.

'Things have been working out well so far. My occasional calls with Justin keeps me informed on the current state of the Capital.'

The Capital was still under construction, though they were already making good progress with it. No real incidents had occurred as of yet, and things were relatively peaceful there.

The information was consistent with what he had learned from the Dragons during his stay here.

'Seems they aren't allowed to attack the Capital for a while. They've also reduced the intensity of their attacks on mankind… though that's only temporary.'

As for the other information he received from Justin, he had no real way of verifying.

could never lie to

still asleep, apparently. Same with Alicia. The Otherworlders being recognized is a pretty nice step up. None of

of the current state of the Capital gave him some leverage in terms of information. His cautious

confident

I can focus on my deal with the Dragons and swiftly conclude the extermination of

was done. The colonization, slaughter,

one thing I don't particularly like about this entire arrangement, it's the limitation of

Elves. He

hundred percent when it comes

the whole thing frustrating would be an understatement on his

at my disposal already. That's more than enough

threat, and he also had S-Tier entities sprinkled in. With such quality, his

breaths from both his nostrils and lips, he finally opened the door to his tent and

watching him as he went in, and

'All in due time…'

*************

[Meanwhile…]

Keep me informed if there are

certain young teenager oozed out of Ater's lips as he held

as he heard Justin's voice respond

servant of his, Ater, has been acting suspicious for quite some time… but you already know that. Also, I think there's some kind of political conspiracy going on at the moment. Things are so tense

as he

the session. At our appointed time, update me

big is about

ahead, his eyes focused on a door that stood right in front of him. He had somewhere to be and something to do

happen? Haha…" He chuckled, his

so mysterious, huh? Why not just tell me these stuffs. It's not like I

a long pause from Ater. He seemed to be suppressing a chuckle, perhaps from remembering

see. Don't you just love

"Well, I actually don—"

to Ater's final words, the latter ended the call very casually and made the

interesting case this is.' Ater mused as he rose from his chair within the lounge that he

about handling this matter. It almost makes me confused about what path to take. Which will

licked his lips and

Opening the door wide, his eyes caught the appearance

on the

man before him was Rebal Blanc, known as the Head of the Reaper Group. There wasn't a soul in the United Human Alliance who didn't know of him. That

at the moment;

this man was