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!

ring. But now… now

people were after the girl, and not the ring. He

yes… now I

them the girl and he would

had lost his right hand, but he still had his

Gary was sure he could get his hand fixed with Magic and still have tons of

need to find a way

pointless. Use the tracker again,

"Understood."

deal, he felt a vibrating sensation in his crotch, and

boxers, and it wasn't just

It was…

on… the tracker is detecting the

under

"…."

of him, looking shocked, the pink-haired girl pointed at his soiled boxers, and the dark masked man

It was… sheet bloodlust!

~VWUUUUU!!~

entire area was shrouded in such pressure that Gary felt he would die just from sensing the

passing out a thousand times over, but he

heart nearly give out, and Gary

Then—

kept our luxury item

one could have expected the gentleman to utter such crude words, but

of

was already brandishing her blade, ready to turn Gary into

he knew he was screwed just from the enraged faces they

The man who had earlier been addressed as Aldred looked in the

it's not in our place

furious, but he

who was

like to handle

air, the man resting on the wall finally

"Haaa…"

frustrated sigh, escaped his

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

already reached the end of his life, yet he found himself still maintaining his

His question sounded

belong to me

cool tone, his crimson eyes had never been