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…?'

as he noticed the

bottom of Gary's feet, as if

"N-no…"

spot tons of internal organs—intestines, brain matter, and a bunch of other things—scattered all around

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

was all… so

Repulsive!

Gary realized it, he collapsed to

contents, mixed in with the gross smell of the blood around him,

… Something worse.

vomiting once again, but he was stopped by a

you'll suffer even

Gary heard this, he

the sight of his

would

'W-why…?'

head as he spotted three

who appeared like a gentleman—the kind of handsome noble that any

a young lady who had an unsheathed blade

the murderous gleam in her eyes as she looked at him, and the blood splattered on her pretty face told him she

the one that sliced off his comrades into these disgusting bits and pieces was

deep voice from just

cloak whose back was rested on the walls as

mask on, so his face

that told Gary that instant death awaited him if he

people wanted from him

he would have to join his now-dead companions in the

"… Where is she?"

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

greeted

"I… I don't understand…"

ask again…" The man's crimson eyes shone brighter

with the ring. Where is

this, his eyes widened in utter

What ring? The one with

three were here? Because of how valuable the ring was? They probably came to retrieve it