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 of his

flowed to the bottom of Gary's feet, as

"N-no…"

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

that rolled around, and chunks of

was all…

Repulsive!

realized it, he collapsed to his knees

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

… Something worse.

vomiting once again, but

again, and you'll

Gary heard this, he

still very nauseated and downright disgusted by the sight of his earlier vomit

so would

'W-why…?'

as he spotted three figures

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

young lady who had an unsheathed blade brandished in her

the murderous gleam in her eyes as she looked at

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

The same deep voice from just

cloak whose back was rested on the walls as

so

crimson, though, and it was the kind that told Gary that instant death awaited him if he

from him and his comrades,

to join his

"… Where is she?"

heard a question from the man of

desperate, but confused face greeted the

"I… I don't understand…"

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

with the ring.

moment Gary heard this, his eyes widened in utter fear

ring? The one with

Because of how valuable the ring was? They probably came to retrieve it due to its