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

girl, and not the ring. He had made a miscalculation

yes… now I know

possible to show them the

hand, but he still had his

sure he could get his hand fixed with Magic and still

need to find a way

is pointless. Use

"Understood."

the deal, he felt

it wasn't just due to the remnants of pee that stained

It was…

is detecting

glowing under

"…."

screen in front of him, looking shocked, the pink-haired

It was… sheet bloodlust!

~VWUUUUU!!~

such pressure that Gary felt he would die just

passing out a thousand times over, but

three who watched him made his heart nearly give out, and

Then—

our luxury item close to your wretched

the gentleman to utter such

dispose of this fool,

brandishing her blade, ready to turn Gary into

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

on… we can't act on our own." The man who had earlier been addressed as Aldred looked in the

owner of the Item, so it's

that Aldred was immensely furious, but

of who

you like to handle this matter,

the question echoed in the air, the man resting

"Haaa…"

frustrated sigh, escaped his lips—invisible due

one called Sir Ralyks took one step forward, and then two… on and

like he had already reached the end of his life, yet he found himself

question sounded

doesn't belong to

tone, his crimson eyes