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

is a pretty

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

confident

deal with the Dragons

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

particularly like about this entire arrangement, it's the

Elves. He had

my success rate is a hundred percent when it comes to entities weaker than me. Yet… none of them

whole thing frustrating would be an

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

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

both his nostrils and lips, he finally opened the

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

'All in due time…'

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[Meanwhile…]

there are any new developments in that

oozed out of Ater's lips as he held a certain black box in his

a wide smile on his face as he heard Justin's voice

been acting suspicious for quite some time… but you already know that. Also, I think there's some kind of political conspiracy going on

nodded slowly as

this concludes the session. At

something big is about to

said nothing. He looked straight ahead, his eyes focused on a door that stood right in front of him. He

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

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

to be suppressing a chuckle, perhaps from

Don't you just

"Well, I actually don—"

to Ater's final words, the latter ended the call very

mused as he rose from his chair within the

almost makes me confused about what path to take. Which

lips and walked towards the

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

on the

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

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

this man was bowing