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.

Justin could never lie to

Same with Alicia. The Otherworlders being recognized is a pretty nice step

terms of information. His cautious self had to be aware of all the variables in order to determine the

confident in the

can focus on my deal with the Dragons and swiftly

quelled the last flames of resistance, his job was done. The colonization, slaughter, or whatever the Dragons planned on doing

like about this entire arrangement, it's the limitation of my Skill on those

didn't know why, but he couldn't make Undead Elves. He had tried several time, but the effects were always

mastery where my success rate is a hundred percent when

would be

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

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

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

eyes spotted the Dragon Commander watching him as he went in, and he

'All in due time…'

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[Meanwhile…]

there

of Ater's lips as he held a certain black box in his hand—a Communication

voice respond to him with hints of subservience and respect. "Anything else?"

I think there's some kind of political conspiracy going on at the moment. Things are so tense in the Royal Estate, with the Nobles still present. They're going to be leaving sometime

slowly as he heard

session. At our appointed

suspect something big is about to

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

is about to happen? Haha…" He chuckled, his teeth displayed

me these stuffs.

pause from Ater. He seemed to be suppressing a chuckle, perhaps from remembering something. Then… he

see. Don't you just love

"Well, I actually don—"

the latter ended the call very casually and made the black

as he rose from his chair within the lounge

so many ways to go about handling this matter. It almost makes me confused about what path to take. Which will lead to the most interesting outcome,

lips and walked

my thoughts on that for later. For now… ' Opening the door wide, his eyes caught the

Let's focus on the matter at

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

was bowing before