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.

the

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

show them the girl and he would keep the

he had lost his right hand,

he was certain of the value of the ring, Gary was sure he could get his hand fixed with Magic and

to find a way around

is pointless. Use the tracker again,

"Understood."

to initiate the deal, he felt

underneath his soiled boxers, and it wasn't just due to the

It was…

the tracker is detecting the ring…

under his boxer

"…."

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

It was… sheet bloodlust!

~VWUUUUU!!~

shrouded in such pressure that Gary felt he would die just from

passing out a thousand times over, but

heart nearly

Then—

actually kept our luxury item close to your

could have expected the gentleman to utter

of

blade, ready to turn Gary

body shake violently, he knew he was screwed just

who had earlier been addressed as Aldred looked in

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

was immensely furious, but he deferred to the

who

you like to handle this matter, Sir

the air, the man resting on the wall finally left

"Haaa…"

to a frustrated sigh, escaped his lips—invisible due

called Sir Ralyks took one step forward, and

the end of

His question

belong

cool tone, his crimson