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

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

being aware of the current state of the Capital gave him some leverage in terms of information. His cautious self had to be aware of all the

then could he be confident in the success

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

Dragons had quelled the last flames of resistance, his job was done. The colonization, slaughter, or whatever the Dragons planned on doing to the rest of the Elves, was none of

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

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

a hundred percent when it comes to entities weaker than

frustrating would be

an army of Undead Dragons and Monsters at my disposal already. That's more than enough to get

be classified as an A-Tier threat, and he also had S-Tier entities sprinkled in. With

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

him as he went in, and he only

'All in due time…'

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[Meanwhile…]

if there are

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

wide smile on his face as he heard Justin's voice respond to him with hints of subservience and respect.

is still not back from the whole Elf mission, and that 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 in the Royal Estate, with the Nobles still present. They're going to be leaving sometime this week, but…

slowly as

session. At our appointed time, update me

suspect something big is about to

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

suspect something big is about to happen? Haha…" He chuckled, his

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

be suppressing a chuckle, perhaps

and see. Don't you

"Well, I actually don—"

call very casually and made the black box

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

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

his lips and walked

the door wide, his eyes caught the appearance of someone who was waiting for him

Let's focus on

of the Reaper Group. There wasn't a soul in the United

man at the moment; well,

was