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!

give you the ring. But

people were after the girl, and not the ring. He had made a miscalculation on his

then, but now… yes… now I

them the girl and he would keep

right hand, but he

he could

need to find a

is pointless. Use the tracker

"Understood."

he felt a vibrating sensation in his crotch, and a warm feeling rose from the

felt hot underneath his soiled boxers, and it wasn't just due to the remnants of pee that

It was…

the tracker is detecting

under

"…."

of him, looking shocked, the pink-haired girl pointed at his soiled boxers,

It was… sheet bloodlust!

~VWUUUUU!!~

was shrouded in such pressure that Gary

thousand

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

Then—

luxury item close to

have expected the gentleman to

dispose of this fool,

brandishing her blade, ready

was screwed just from the enraged faces they

earlier been addressed as Aldred looked in the direction of

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

Aldred was immensely furious, but he

of who was in

would you like to handle this matter, Sir

in the air, the man resting on the

"Haaa…"

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

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

each step, Gary felt like he had already reached the end of his life, yet he found himself still maintaining

question sounded strange,

belong to me

in such a cool tone, his crimson