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.

to be humble and

on the list of things to discuss." Conrad

Skylar, the Elves have agreed to be our allies—supplying us with ores from their end while we offer them Enchanted Weapons in exchange. They are also fighting the war on their

went further to explain the model they would be using to supply the Elves their

boiled down

the market at the moment, and they are our personal suppliers as well. In essence, the whole exchange will go through them. Their operations will have the full support of the Alliance, and it appears

on the most profitable and important business in the Alliance, but

the Reaper Group would have kept advancing anyway. They had already grown so large

assisted in rebuilding the

the issue of alliance… one of

Alliance were dead, there was really nothing standing in the way of the Royal Council making decisions. They also now had

recent alliance of the Elves, it was safe to say that the economic situation of the Alliance had

was one matter that could not be

War against the

so much those can

to the point where they had to dispatch a lot of palace guards and regular soldiers to the front lines, leaving the cities and

Alliance had returned to its optimal capacity. The difference in crime rates,

would mean the

taken from the regions and cities 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

means we need

we get soldiers, then? There aren't many new recruits, and even those we have are not ready for

Dragons were yet to launch

to the battlefield in the coming week, so that

as him to rush

since they were finally heading to the battlefield, surely

skilled and strong—do not win wars. We need an army." Lucy responded with a stern tone,