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 severed parts

Gary's feet, as if welcoming him to

"N-no…"

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

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

was all…

Repulsive!

it, he collapsed to his

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

… Something worse.

felt like vomiting once again, but he was stopped by

and you'll suffer even

he automatically swallowed his second

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

so would mean certain

'W-why…?'

slowly raised his head as he spotted three figures before

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

who had an unsheathed blade

cute that it seemed like she 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

same deep voice from just earlier echoed

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

on, so

kind that told Gary that instant death

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

join his now-dead companions

"… Where is she?"

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

but confused face greeted the obsidian mask

"I… I don't understand…"

make me ask again…" The man's crimson

the ring. Where is

heard this, his eyes widened

What ring? The

how valuable the ring was? They