An Extra’s POV Chapter 606 Conspiracy Among Lords

Chapter 606 Conspiracy Among Lords

[Meanwhile…]

In a white hall, so pure and beautiful, a figure sat on a chair, her overflowing breasts resting on the table that she also placed both her elbows on, interlocking her fingers as she stared straight ahead.

She wore a pure white attire that covered most of her body, and even the look on her face was mostly obscured by a veil. Her pure white hair was also slightly obscured by a hat that rested neatly atop her head.

She sat behind a small table, crossing her legs as holographic images—similar to projections—of three other individuals began to manifest.

They all seemed to be seated on the seats arranged on the chairs she had set around the table, making the total of members in attendance of the meeting a total of four.

“Greetings, my comrades.” The White Dragon Lord Of The Forbidden Valley said, her blue eyes gleaming like marbles as she spoke softly.

Her voice echoed in the hall, and all granted her credence as they responded to her greeting.

In attendance were three other Dragon Lords.

“Let us do away with the formality of introductions, Frey’ja.” The Death Dragon Lord’s voice rumbled slowly.

He called the White Lord her name, which meant the conversation had taken a completely different turn. Once he did so, everyone was fair game.

“Well, Tat’urius… if you insist.” She responded back.

The bald Dragon shrugged and nodded. It seemed that while he was interested in the meeting, he also had other engagements that warranted his attention.

“What do you say, Pro’theus and Vul’khan?” She turned to the other two—the Flame Dragon Lord and the Forest Dragon Lord respectively.

The youthful but rough Forest Dragon Lord grunted and nodded, while the fiery Lord responded with affirmative words.

With everyone in full consensus, Frey’ja decided it was time to begin.

“We all know why we are here. The fact remains that the Emperor’s Orders are dissatisfactory to us, and we would like to eliminate the humans—or at least considerably ruin them in some way.” She began, a twisted smile appearing on her face as she did so.

She initially thought she would be the only one who felt averse to the Emperor’s Orders, which was why it was a big risk she took—talking to these three—but after some time, she realized that they had a lot more in common than she realized.

Everyone had their personal motivations, but they wanted to see humanity crumble—especially the Capital.

‘Obe’lisk was like a rival and an annoying twin to me. Many compared us to each other when he was still alive, due to how much we contrasted, which makes it all the more frustrating that he was done in by those humans.’

She wanted to know how they were able to achieve such a feat, but more than that, she felt some sort of personal responsibility in getting rid of them.

At the very least, she owed that much to her friend.

‘This isn’t just about the kids any longer. I’ve postponed the excursion a little, and it seems we’ll just have to go somewhere else, but still…’ She sighed, thinking about the students in the Dragon Academy.

Looking at the faces of her colleagues, Frey’ja could almost guess the reasons for their interest in her plan.

Tat’urious, the Death Dragon Lord, was acting mostly out of caution. He wanted to nip humans in the bud before they became a major threat on the Dragon Race. As for Vul’khan, he was most likely just itching for a battle.

The Dragon Emperor forbade the Lords from approaching the humans, which made him desire to enact his frustration in some other way.

Pro’theus didn’t particularly have a vendetta against the humans, but he felt the need to reinforce the strength of the Dragons through a radical act.

“We’re being too docile.” He always said, and now everyone had to agree with him.

‘It’s a shame that the Storm Dragon Lord didn’t accept my invitation. I sensed dissatisfaction with him, but it seems his loyalty to the Emperor and his overly cautious attitude won’t make him make any move yet…’

Regardless, having three other allies in the matter was more than what Frey’ja needed to enact her strategy. In fact, she needed none of them for its first phase.

“It’s been barely three months since the last attack on the humans. Judging by the current state of their technology and their estimated capabilities, they would still be picking themselves up and their Capital would still be in shambles for the most part.”

Yes, reconstruction efforts would be put in place, however it wasn’t that easy for humans to rebuild an entire city that suffered such extensive damage.

‘At least, based on the damage report scan we performed… it seemed quite bad.’ Her thoughts flowed.

The only reason they couldn’t do something like that now was because of the Emperor’s Order of non-interference, and if any of them were to attempt to view how the humans were doing at the moment, there could be certain consequences.

Still, Frey’ja had done her math. She couldn’t be wrong.

“Since they’ve barely recovered from that attack, I’ve decided to send certain agents into the mix of that chaos.” Her lips curled up further as she talked about the prelude of her plan.

Two of her most trusted Generals would act as spies in the human Capital, blending in seamlessly among the humans of the land. Their goal was simply to gather intel on the humans while keeping a low profile.

At least, as low as possible.

“Once we obtain sufficient information, I will enact a strategic plan that will require each one of you to give me your most competent subordinates to attack.”

According to the decree of the Emperor, the Dragon Lords could not send more than two of their subordinates to attack. The fact that Frey’ja already sent hers for reconnaissance meant they only had six more cards to play.

Still, there was another problem.

“You’re forgetting something, Frey’ja. The Emperor said—”

“I know. The Capital is off limits when it comes to assault, right?” Her glossy lips shone as she spoke softly, attracting everyone’s attention as to her hidden motives.

Suddenly, everyone wanted to know what went on in her crazy mind.

“I have a plan regarding that matter. It’s why my subordinates will not directly attack any human during their reconnaissance in the Human Capital.” Their goal was simply to gather information, which she would use to craft the perfect plan.

Once that was done, Humanity’s greatest city would fall.

“I see. Very well then. I shall offer you all my support.”

“I as well.”

“Likewise.”

As the Lords agreed with her, Frey’ja couldn’t help but feel pleased.

‘Many fools refuse to take the first move. However, with my initial step being rendered clear before them, they have insurance for theirs.’

With this, Frey’ja knew her plan would no doubt succeed.

‘I will avenge you, Obe’lisk, and I am also curious as to how they managed to eliminate a Dragon Lord…’

If such a fearful power existed among the humans, she had to either nip it in the bud or make it hers—no matter what.

‘Well… let us see what happens next, shall we?’

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