An Extra’s POV

"Haha! Is it all done?"

A burly man, robust with a bulging stomach appeared from the inner recesses of the 'staff-only' room.

He had blood stains on his hand, and each finger had rings on them. His fat-ridden body moved slowly as he cleaned his bloodied hands with a rag and flung it to the side once he was done.

"Oh, Leader? Did you kill that woman already?" One of the men who had secured both Alicia and Billy said with a somewhat disappointed face.

"What do you think?" The fat man answered with a twisted grin.

His hands were meant to be clean now, but stains of red still appeared in some areas.

"I-I see… I shouldn't have even asked."

In all honesty, this man—as well as the rest of his six comrades—wanted to have his way with her.

He had been looking forward to enjoying the waitress for some time now.

'When we killed her Boss and took over this shop, I expected my time to come soon…'

He felt frustrated that his Leader had done away with her already.

"She intentionally tripped, that woman. I was watching everything that happened with my Skill." The robust man said with a smirk.

"I had to… punish her."

The sadistic gleam in his eyes told the men that watched him that it wasn't a quick experience for the poor lady.

She must have suffered intensely.

"Her corpse is still there, if you want to have a go. I tried to keep her in as good a shape as possible."

As the robust man said this, he brought a coin out of his sleeve and tossed it in the air, before picking it up from the air and placing it in his pouch.

"At least I got a reward for my troubles…" He chuckled silently.

The men who watched him didn't move. They remained in their positions despite already having the permission to fulfill their carnal desires.

"What's the matter? Is it because she's a corpse now? It's not like you've not done it that way before." He chuckled.

He wasn't wrong.

knew how sick and

anything female that had a hole—dead or

was stopping them this

"Hahahaha! It's fine."

"I'm good, thank you."

"Me too!"

reactions towards

lusted after was not the

been smashed to a pulp by Gus' massive arms, her teeth would have been knocked out by his bronze

would have been thoroughly mutilated—torn apart in its

was how messed up Leader Gus

we better forget all about this and

All the men nodded.

slaves—were

on their expensive-looking attires—despite how casual

fact that the lady even gave a total stranger a

kidnapped them and waited for ransom

wasn't their intention

we'll

Boss—Evals Redart—was a Slave Trader, and a

Southern Parts of the United Human Alliance, and men like

to was one of the many places they held

kind existed in a city, so the Capital's warehouse was

place, right?

had varying values placed on

slaves—like random beggars that were kidnapped in the streets—were common commodities that

since the pleasure that was associated with a female slave seemed to outweigh the labor that a

abilities—Skills or a useful Class—were valued even

the Warehouse, where

off to take a shit.

in the room knew what Gus was truly going to do in the restroom, but no one

watched

on the floor while his Leader's back was

that desired

lady called Alicia had worn when she entered the