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!

you the ring. But now… now

girl, and not the ring. He had made a miscalculation

now… yes… now

show them the girl and he would

right hand, but he still had his left

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

find

is pointless. Use the tracker again,

"Understood."

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

boxers, and it wasn't just due to the remnants of pee that

It was…

the tracker is detecting the ring… on

under his

"…."

at some sort of screen in front of him, looking shocked, the pink-haired girl pointed at his soiled boxers, and the dark masked man said nothing,

It was… sheet bloodlust!

~VWUUUUU!!~

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

passing out a thousand times over, but he

who watched him made his heart nearly give out, and Gary was teetering between the edge

Then—

our luxury item close to your

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

I dispose of this

pink-haired cutie was already brandishing her blade,

he knew he was screwed just from the enraged faces they were

on… we can't act on our own." The man who had earlier been addressed

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

Aldred was immensely furious, but he deferred

proof of who was in

like to

the air, the man

"Haaa…"

heavy exhalation, almost akin to a frustrated sigh, escaped his

called Sir Ralyks took one step forward, and

had already reached the end

question

belong to

a cool tone, his