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.

never lie to

The Otherworlders being recognized is a pretty nice step up. None

in terms of information. His cautious self

confident in the success of his

can focus on my deal with the Dragons and swiftly

quelled the last flames of resistance, his job was done. The colonization, slaughter, or

about this entire arrangement, it's the limitation of my

make Undead Elves. He had tried

a hundred percent when it comes to entities weaker

would be an

Undead Dragons and Monsters at my disposal already. That's more than enough to get the job

and he also had S-Tier entities sprinkled

out misty breaths from both his nostrils and lips, he finally opened

watching him as he went

'All in due time…'

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[Meanwhile…]

job, Justin. Keep me informed if there are any

young teenager oozed out of Ater's lips as he held a certain black box in his hand—a Communication Device of

his face as he heard Justin's voice respond to him

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 in the Royal

as he

this concludes the session. At our appointed time, update me on

big is about

looked straight ahead, his eyes focused on a door that stood right in

Haha…" He chuckled, his teeth displayed with

Why not just tell me these stuffs. It's not like I can betray

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

and see. Don't you just

"Well, I actually don—"

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

as he rose from his chair within the lounge

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

his lips and walked towards

that for later. For now… ' Opening the door wide, his eyes caught the appearance of someone who was waiting for him while

on the matter

Blanc, known as the Head of the Reaper Group. There wasn't a soul in the United Human Alliance who didn't

man at the moment; well, other than

man was