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

being recognized is a pretty

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

then could he be confident

with the Dragons and swiftly conclude the extermination of

job was done. The colonization, slaughter, or whatever the Dragons planned on doing to

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

make Undead Elves. He had tried several time, but the effects were always

a hundred percent when it comes to entities weaker than me. Yet… none

call the whole thing frustrating would be an

an army of Undead Dragons and Monsters at my disposal already. That's

A-Tier threat, and he also had S-Tier entities sprinkled in. With

lips, he finally opened the door to

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

'All in due time…'

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[Meanwhile…]

informed if there are any new developments in that

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

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

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,

nodded slowly as he heard

the session. At our appointed time, update me on even

something big

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

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

so mysterious, huh? Why not just tell me

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

Don't you just

"Well, I actually don—"

final words, the latter ended the call very casually and made the black

Ater mused as he rose from his chair within

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

and walked towards the

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

focus on

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 went double for those who had positions of

the most popular man at the moment; well, other than Rey

was