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!

wanted to surrender and give you the ring. But now… now it

the ring. He had

was confused then, but now… yes… now I know

was possible to show them the girl and he would keep

right hand, but he still had his left

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

find

pointless. Use the tracker

"Understood."

to initiate the deal, he felt a vibrating sensation

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

It was…

tracker is detecting the ring…

under

"…."

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

It was… sheet bloodlust!

~VWUUUUU!!~

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

thousand times over, but

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

Then—

kept our luxury item close to

could have expected the gentleman to utter such crude

I dispose of this fool,

blade, ready to turn Gary into

felt his body shake violently, he knew he was screwed just from the enraged faces they were

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

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

Aldred was immensely furious, but he deferred to the

proof of who was in charge

to handle

air, the man resting on the wall finally left his

"Haaa…"

sigh, escaped his

Sir Ralyks took one step forward, and then two…

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

ask me?" His question

ring doesn't belong to me

such a cool tone, his crimson eyes had never been