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

blood flowed to the bottom of Gary's feet, as if welcoming him to join in the

"N-no…"

matter, and a bunch of

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

all…

Repulsive!

Before Gary realized it, he

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

… Something worse.

again, but he was stopped

and you'll suffer even more

Gary heard this, he

nauseated and downright disgusted by the sight of his earlier vomit sinking into the blood before him,

would

'W-why…?'

head as he spotted three

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

young lady who had

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

comrades into these

voice from

shrouded in a dark cloak whose back was rested on the walls as

so his face was concealed in

that told Gary that instant death awaited

what these incredibly powerful people wanted from him and

would have to join his now-dead

"… Where is she?"

of darkness, Gary's

desperate, but confused face greeted the obsidian mask

"I… I don't understand…"

crimson eyes shone brighter as he stared at

the ring. Where is

Gary heard this, his eyes widened in utter fear

ring?

ring was? They probably came