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!

surrender and give you the ring.

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

now… yes… now I know what

to show them the girl and he would keep

lost his right hand, but

sure he could get his hand fixed with Magic and still

to find a

Use the tracker again,

"Understood."

a single word in order to initiate the deal, he felt a vibrating sensation in his crotch, and a warm

soiled boxers, and it wasn't

It was…

the tracker is detecting the ring… on

is glowing under

"…."

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

It was… sheet bloodlust!

~VWUUUUU!!~

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

a thousand times over, but

him made his heart nearly give out, and Gary was teetering between the edge of life and

Then—

actually kept our luxury

gentleman to utter

I dispose of

already brandishing her blade, ready to

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

Item, so it's not in

was immensely furious, but he deferred to the

who

you like to handle this

the man resting on the

"Haaa…"

a frustrated sigh, escaped his lips—invisible due to the mask

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

already reached the end of his

His question sounded strange,

doesn't belong to me

tone, his