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. But now… now

and not the ring. He had made a miscalculation on

confused then, but now… yes… now

possible to show them the girl and he

had lost his right hand, but he still had his

the ring, Gary was sure he could get

to find

pointless. Use the tracker

"Understood."

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

it wasn't just due to the

It was…

on… the tracker is

under his boxer

"…."

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

It was… sheet bloodlust!

~VWUUUUU!!~

in such pressure that Gary

a thousand times over, but he

nearly give out, and Gary

Then—

imbecile! You actually kept our luxury

have expected the gentleman to utter such crude

I dispose of this

was already brandishing her blade, ready to turn Gary

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

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

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

was immensely furious, but he deferred

of who was

like to handle this matter,

the man resting on

"Haaa…"

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

Sir Ralyks took one step forward, and

reached the end of his life, yet he found himself still maintaining

me?" His question sounded strange,

ring doesn't belong to me

in such a cool tone, his crimson eyes had