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…?'

he noticed the severed parts

the bottom of Gary's feet, as

"N-no…"

could spot tons 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 their

all…

Repulsive!

Before Gary realized it, he collapsed to his

stench of his undigested contents, mixed in with the gross smell of the blood around

… Something worse.

vomiting once again, but

again, and you'll

moment Gary heard this, he

sight of his earlier vomit sinking into

so would

'W-why…?'

his head as he spotted three figures before

of handsome noble that any pauper like him would want to punch in

who had an

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

off his comrades into these disgusting bits and pieces was most likely

deep voice from just earlier echoed in the still

dark cloak whose back

so his

it was the kind that told Gary that instant death awaited him if he made even the

had no idea what these incredibly powerful people wanted from him and his comrades, but he knew they meant

act quickly, he would have to join his now-dead companions in the deep pits

"… Where is she?"

from the man of darkness, Gary's body

greeted the obsidian mask

"I… I don't understand…"

The man's crimson eyes shone brighter

girl with the ring. Where

his eyes widened in

What ring? The one with

here? Because of how valuable the ring was? They probably