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…?'

gore greeted his sight, as he noticed

bottom of Gary's feet, as if

"N-no…"

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

heads that rolled around, and chunks of human meat dipped in

was all…

Repulsive!

Gary realized it, he collapsed

in with the gross

… Something worse.

but

again, and you'll suffer even

moment Gary heard this, he automatically swallowed

and downright disgusted by the sight of his earlier vomit sinking into the blood before him, he instinctively knew that

so would

'W-why…?'

as he spotted three

a gentleman—the kind of handsome noble

had an unsheathed blade brandished

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 wasn't as innocent as

fact, the one that sliced off his comrades into these

same deep voice from

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

mask on, so his face

that told Gary that instant death awaited

people wanted from him and

would have to join

"… Where is she?"

man of darkness, Gary's body perked up as

desperate, but confused face greeted

"I… I don't understand…"

The man's crimson eyes shone brighter as he stared at

girl with the

Gary heard this, his eyes widened in utter fear

ring? What ring? The one with

the ring