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…?'

his sight, as he noticed the

the bottom of Gary's feet, as

"N-no…"

organs—intestines, brain matter, and a bunch of

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

was all…

Repulsive!

realized it, he collapsed

undigested contents, mixed in with the gross smell of

… Something worse.

like vomiting once again, but he was stopped by a

and you'll suffer

moment Gary heard this, he automatically swallowed his

though he was still very nauseated and downright disgusted by the sight of his earlier

so would

'W-why…?'

slowly raised his head as he

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

had

never hurt a fly, but the murderous gleam in her eyes as she looked at him, and

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

The same deep voice from just

person—the man shrouded in a dark cloak whose back

mask on, so his face was concealed in

and it was the kind that told Gary that instant death awaited

incredibly powerful people wanted from him

quickly, he would have to join his now-dead companions in the deep pits of

"… Where is she?"

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

greeted the obsidian mask with

"I… I don't understand…"

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

with the

his eyes widened in utter

What ring? The one

here? Because of how valuable the ring