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

"N-no…"

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

that rolled around, and chunks of human meat dipped in the stew

all… so

Repulsive!

Gary realized it, he collapsed to his knees and

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

… Something worse.

like vomiting once again, but he was stopped by

again, and you'll suffer even more

this, he

the sight of his earlier vomit sinking into the blood before

would mean certain

'W-why…?'

slowly raised his head as he spotted

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

was a young lady who had an unsheathed blade brandished in her

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

that sliced off his comrades into

same deep voice from just earlier echoed in the

man shrouded in a dark cloak whose back was rested

black mask on, so his face was concealed in

crimson, though, and it was the kind that told Gary that instant

idea what these incredibly powerful people wanted from him and his comrades,

he didn't act quickly, he would have to join his now-dead

"… Where is she?"

of darkness, Gary's body

confused face greeted the obsidian

"I… I don't understand…"

me ask again…" The man's crimson eyes shone brighter as he stared

girl with the ring. Where is

his eyes

What ring?

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