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

pretty nice step up. None of those improvements affect my plans

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

could he be confident in the success of

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

was done. The colonization, slaughter, or

thing I don't particularly like about this entire arrangement,

but he couldn't make Undead Elves. He had tried several

where my success rate is a hundred percent when it comes to

call the whole thing frustrating would be

have an army of Undead Dragons and Monsters at my

classified as an A-Tier threat, and he also had S-Tier

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

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

'All in due time…'

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[Meanwhile…]

Keep me informed if there

lips as he held a certain black box in his hand—a Communication Device of the

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

Also, I think there's some

slowly as he heard

At our

something big is about

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

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

not just tell me these

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

and see. Don't you just love

"Well, I actually don—"

the call very casually and made the black box disappear in

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

me confused about what path to take. Which will lead to the most interesting outcome, I

lips and walked towards the

wide, his eyes caught the appearance of someone who was waiting for him while keeping his head bowed

on

was Rebal Blanc, known as the Head of the Reaper Group. There wasn't a soul in the United Human

the most popular man at the moment;

this man was