An Extra’s POV

[Privilege Readers might be confused, because you've all read this chapter as an extension of the .

Sorry for the mixup, but I accidentally skipped a chapter in the earlier chapters, so by the time I was done adding it and editing it, things ended up like this. So please, go read the chapter called 'The Departure' right before 'Finding The Lost Item' so you can get the chapter that you missed.

I'm sorry for the mixup!]

"AHHHHHHHH!"

He suddenly began to hear noises coming from within the hideout.

'Hm…?'

More noises greeted his ears, though they were very muffled since Gary was outside.

"Are they fighting again?" He grumbled. "Those idiots… they'll wake up the Leader!"

Gary quickly finished his activity, inserting his stick inside his boxer shorts, ignoring the remnant liquid that dropped down his dirty underwear.

This wasn't the first time he had rushed the progress anyway, so he wasn't too concerned.

He closed the pouch and tied it back around his Wesson, covering everything with his boxer shorts.

Right as he was done, he heard another scream echo within the place.

It was a blood-curdling one—not resembling one borne out of a fight among comrades.

Gary felt his heart skip a beat, but this fear was swiftly overruled by the fear of what their Leader would do to everyone if he was woken up by their screaming.

Even if Gary wasn't among, he knew the Leader's punishment was one he could not escape.

Spurred by this, he rushed inside the building, neatly ripping the door from its hinges, as he yelled—like the idiot that he was—at his noisemaking comrades.

"You guys, STOP! You'll WAKE the LEADER!"

As Gary rushed in, shutting his eyes to make this declaration, he realized something.

… There was no noise—at least, not anymore.

'E-eh…?'

Instead, a certain smell caused him to slowly open his eyes as it overwhelmed his senses with a familiar sensation.

'W-what is… this…?'

greeted his sight, as he noticed the severed parts of his comrades

flowed to the bottom of Gary's feet, as if welcoming him to join in

"N-no…"

of internal organs—intestines, brain matter, and a bunch

outside their sockets, severed heads that rolled around, and chunks of human meat dipped in the stew that

was all… so

Repulsive!

Gary realized it, he collapsed to his

mixed in with the gross smell of the blood around

… Something worse.

but he was

again, and you'll suffer even more

Gary heard this, he automatically swallowed

of his earlier vomit sinking into the blood before him, he instinctively knew that he couldn't

would mean certain

'W-why…?'

as he spotted three figures

who appeared like a gentleman—the kind of handsome noble that any pauper like him would want to punch in

lady who had

would never hurt a fly, but the murderous gleam in her eyes as she looked at him, and the blood splattered

sliced off his comrades into these disgusting

The same deep voice from just earlier echoed in the

last person—the man shrouded in a dark cloak whose back was rested on the

a black mask on, so

was the kind that told Gary that instant death awaited

from him and his comrades, but he

he would have to join his now-dead companions

"… Where is she?"

from the man of darkness, Gary's body perked up as he remained

greeted the

"I… I don't understand…"

man's crimson eyes shone brighter as he stared at

the ring. Where

Gary heard this, his eyes widened

What ring?

that why these three were here? Because of how valuable the ring was?