An Extra’s POV

Gary's eyes were seeing red.

His vision was clouded by a blurry, nauseating sight of danger and death.

He had killed his fair share of people, and this was by no means the first time he had encountered gore—or pain.

But, nothing he had ever experienced compared to this moment.

Seeing his own comrades—the one he was playing games with just moments earlier—now nothing more than lifeless chunks of meat, caused his stomach to churn and his throat to burn.

If not for the searing pain in his arm, and the certainty of death that weighed heavily on him, Gary was certain that he would have vomited once again.

"G-guahhh… ahhh… arghhh…" As tears and drool slipped down his face, mucus flowed from his nose and he shivered.

He looked like a pathetic sniveling rat that could only tremble in the face of pure danger.

"Ahh… I suppose I was being a bit impatient. For a moment there, I thought you were reaching for a weapon."

The way the masked one spoke so casually, despite Gary just losing an arm, made a flickering flame of rage burn within the pathetic man.

However…

"It seems you know nothing. You should be eliminated as well."

… That rage soon vanished the moment execution drew near.

"I-I know where she is! Please! Please don't kill me!"

As Gary begged desperately, he could see the red glow of the masked one's eyes dim a little.

The other two present in the room weren't making any moves either.

It seemed the one shrouded in darkness was their real leader—the Boss of the group.

"I-I wasn't reaching out for a weapon. I wanted to show you something…"

"Show me something? Inside your boxer shorts…?"

"A-ahh…" Gary felt like he was being labeled a pervert by the group.

Even the state of the girl told him she was thinking something along the lines of 'What a pathetic lech!'

But that wasn't it at all!

to surrender and give you the ring. But now… now it seems there's

not the ring. He had made a miscalculation on

yes…

to show them the girl and he

he had lost his right hand, but he still had

value of the ring, Gary was sure he could get his hand fixed with Magic and still

just need to find

pointless. Use the

"Understood."

initiate the deal, he felt a vibrating sensation in

and it wasn't

It was…

is detecting the ring… on

is glowing under

"…."

sort of screen in front of him, looking shocked, the pink-haired girl pointed at his soiled boxers,

It was… sheet bloodlust!

~VWUUUUU!!~

such pressure that Gary felt he would die

like passing out a thousand times over,

bloodlust from all three who watched him made his heart nearly give out, and Gary was teetering between the

Then—

You actually kept our luxury item close to your wretched

could have expected the gentleman to utter such crude words,

of this fool, Master

brandishing her blade, ready to turn Gary into

violently, he knew he was screwed just from the enraged faces they

man who had earlier been addressed as Aldred

not the owner of the Item, so it's not in our place

clear that Aldred was immensely furious, but he deferred to the masked

proof of who was in charge

would you like to handle this matter, Sir

the question echoed in the air, the man resting on the wall

"Haaa…"

exhalation, almost akin to a frustrated sigh, escaped his lips—invisible due to the

step forward, and then two…

already reached the end of his

ask me?" His question sounded strange, nearly

belong to me

speaking in such a cool tone, his crimson