An Extra’s POV

Ater felt pleased.

Seeing the look of confusion, uncertainty, and a tinge of fear, on the faces of the two Dragons amused him, to the point where he couldn't stop smiling at them.

Moments like these were what he lived for.

'Ahh… the bliss…' He beamed with slight arousal, enjoying the havoc he had wreaked.

But, this was not enough. He had hardly plunged them to the very depths of despondency. This was simply the surface—a husk incomparable to the main dish.

He already knew what would make this moment perfect.

'Truth… that always makes everything blend the best.' And so, as he stood before he stupefied Dragons, unveiling the curtain that had blinded them all this time, he was able to get another glimpse of satisfaction. Surely, their limited minds were already beginning to grasp the current reality.

The fact that they had been fooled into thinking they left the Capital.

But no.

Merely doing this could leave the answer open-ended.

It was possible that they would believe he teleported them to this place, or that this was indeed the illusion, and reality was what they previously perceived. 'No, that won't do.' He thought to himself, resolute in fully immersing them in the bitter vat of truth that he had prepared.

'What better way to do that than to tell them myself?' "You killed humans in the Capital. You broke the rules of your Emperor as a result, ruining your benefactor and their grand plan." Ater declared to them, refusing to delve into the full details, which made the girls exhibit even more shock.

"N-no… no way…"

definitely at the

under my illusion, fools." He gloated, chuckling at their stupidity. "For the most superior Race in

words of their Master—they still clung to the

It seemed he would have to be satisfied with this measure

Still, the results of their actions, in conjunction with the strings

humans that were sacrificed in this entire endeavor were corrupt Nobles and Criminals that were procured

went too far, so I had to compensate…' Still,

limited resources, he achieved

your Emperor, your fates have already been sealed. Still… I suppose the ones who will suffer most for your actions are the Lords who conspired to ruin this City." Ater's words caused the

the words of their Master, Lady Frey'ja, and immediately

a subordinate—whether good or bad—would

That meant—

suffer for your error…" Ater grinned devilishly, both hands in his

child's play for him.

didn't you?

mumbling Shai'ya, her own tears also slowly

the consequences of

cost of their lives, they wanted to

say we performed all of this without her knowledge. We must

to get the last person on her list but

the moment she considered what exactly could have happened. Before her imagination took over, or her suspicions were fully realized, she heard a voice that completely caused

The voice belonged to Reta—the same

she found Reta standing there, hands in her pocket as she smiled at the two despairing

"Y-you were… n-no way…"