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…"

lying! We were definitely

stupidity. "For the most superior Race in this world, you lot are quite

evidence—which included the panicked words of their Master—they still clung to the false reality they

would have to be satisfied with this measure of

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

sacrificed in this entire endeavor were corrupt Nobles and Criminals

me an earful if I went too far, so

limited resources,

fates have already been sealed. Still… I suppose the ones who will suffer

as they recalled the words of their Master, Lady Frey'ja,

subordinate—whether good or bad—would reflect

That meant—

error…" Ater

merely child's play

didn't you? M-Master… Master

go! Now!" Kat'erin quickly grabbed the mumbling Shai'ya, her own tears also

consequences of their actions. Still, more than

the cost of their lives, they wanted to save

hurry, we can confess to all of this and say we performed all of this

to get the last person on her list but didn't find anyone of the sort. Suddenly, she broke

what exactly could have happened. Before her imagination took over, or her suspicions were

voice belonged to Reta—the same person that

where Ater previously stood, she found Reta standing there, hands

"Y-you were… n-no way…"