An Extra’s POV

"Now then… shall we begin the meeting?"

In a vast hall, surrounded by pristine decorations such as stained glass, marble tiles, exquisite curtains, and crystal-like chandeliers, a certain conference was being held. A large rectangular table stood erect at the center of the hall, with chairs on all sides—two especially at the head of the table, occupied by Vida and Conrad—leaders of the United Human Alliance.

On both the right side of the table were the teenagers who had been summoned to save their world—The Otherworlders.

Alicia, Belle, Clark, Justin, and Trisha sat comfortably in their pristine chairs, and opposite them were the distinguished members of the Alliance who were considered the strongest—most influential as well—within the framework.

Lucielle, Brutus, and Lucy—who had just recently been promoted to Admiral—occupied this position.

Then, at the foot of the table was the designated leader of the Otherworlders. He was their representative, in a sense, and he was also recognized as the strongest one in the room.

—Rey Skylar.

Standing behind him was Ater, his Familiar, who still refused to sit despite many attempts to make him do so. He floated above the ground, but his feet were still close to its surface, so it wasn't easy to tell.

Still, this was the arrangement of the meeting room.

Guards were stationed outside the room, giving everyone inside utmost privacy. The items for discourse were also quite robust, so everyone strapped themselves into their respective seats and awaited the commencement of their grand assembly.

"The first thing I'd like to say is to offer words of gratitude to our Otherworlder Heroes who have continued to support us through everything that we have been through. Even during attacks, and betrayals… you six have continued to remain with us. For that, you have my thanks." Conrad spoke, turning to both the five teenagers, and then to Rey.

He had a genuine smile on his face—one that did its best to explain just how thankful he was.

Vida also bowed her head, not saying anything else since Conrad had pretty much taken all the words out of her mouth. The other distinguished individuals of the Alliance followed suit and did the same.

It might have been strange for the Otherworlders to receive such treatment from adults who were far older than them, but they were already used to it.

they chose to be humble and dismiss the

then… let's move on to the first matter on the list of

them Enchanted Weapons in exchange. They are also fighting the

they would be using to supply the

end, it all boiled down to the

whole exchange will go through

most profitable and important business in the

the Alliance, the Reaper Group would have kept advancing anyway. They

lot of Items to the Royal Council, and they even assisted in rebuilding the city.

that concluded, it's time we discussed the issue of alliance… one of the rather problematic

Council making decisions. They also now had more resources at their disposal than

economic situation of the Alliance had never been better. They were thriving, possessing more than enough

with that issue addressed, there was one matter that could not

against the

arm our soldiers with sufficient resources—particularly Enchanted Items—but there's only so much those can do against the full might of their army. We have suffered many losses over the years, and the number of soldiers

dispatch a lot of palace guards and regular soldiers to the front lines, leaving the cities and Capital largely

was not a sustainable model, and with the reduction in Dragon attacks, the security of the Alliance had returned to its optimal capacity. The difference in crime rates, as well as general productivity, made it compelling to leave things

the front lines

are cannon fodder anyway. It's best they remain in their local areas and carry out their duties. There's no use sending them to die at the hands of the Dragons." Brutus said, almost as

We are at a crucial stage in the Alliance right now, which means we need as much security personnel around. Sending them to their deaths

get soldiers, then? There aren't many new recruits, and even those we have are not ready for the rigors of war." Lucy sighed. "It's a

were yet to

heading to the battlefield in the coming week, so that should take a lot of

as him to rush into the battlefield, but they all

remained the same, and since they were finally heading to the battlefield, surely some difference would

Sir Clark, but a few soldiers—no matter how skilled and strong—do not win wars. We need an army."