An Extra’s POV

Phobio arrived in the parlor, a glamorously furnished place that made him nothing short of a nobleman.

No one would ever expect such a room like this to exist deep within the mountains.

And yet…

"Let's find out what happened, shall we?" As he muttered this, he went to a corner of the room where a mirror was hung on the wall.

He took a minute or two to observe his handsome face and his perfect body. He was extremely gorgeous, and even his 'tool' down there was too large to be true.

Many women had testified to this.

It was only after checking himself out a couple of times that Phobio reminded himself that he had come to the mirror for an important purpose.

… Besides checking out his body, of course.

"Show me what's going on outside." As Phobio said this, the mirror stopped reflecting him, instead displaying the havoc that was ensuing within the warehouse.

'They're all fleeing, eh? Interesting…'

There were a couple thousand workers that lived and worked in the KariBlanc Eastern Warehouse; and this was the count after he had executed a few hundred to serve as examples to the rest.

After taking control of this place, the rules were pretty simple.

The workers would work in exchange for their lives.

They weren't getting paid—at least, not in cash. Still, that didn't mean they could do shoddy work or desert their work posts.

"Looks like I'll have to teach them a lesson."

He placed a hand on the mirror and muttered a few words.

"Activate the emergency trap."

The moment he said this, the mirror glowed bright crimson, and what soon followed were screams of chaos and death.

When he took over, he—with the help of a colleague—installed arrows more than three times the total number of workers within the Warehouse.

the path that led to the other end of the

served as workers didn't stand a chance even if

a result… a

try to desert their workplace…" He whispered, smiling as he could see

thousands

have to get new workers. Well, it

speaking, Phobio didn't

what he wanted to do;

joined the Mercenary Gang was for that purpose, and he knew just how valuable he was to them, so it wasn't like they could

else among them had a Skill

rare as Spatial Magic or Gravity

wasn't among the Deadly Three

responsibility, and Phobio didn't care for any of that at

drink, sleep, have fun with women, and jerk himself

were other things he would desire in the future, but for now… he

found out the source

could see from the mirror, it seemed all the workers were dead, but Phobio suspected that a few could

from the poison. I'll

offer an incentive, so he decided to lie that he would save them if they told him what he wanted to

Now then… let's

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danced as his flip flop squeaked on the

he reached the pool

towards

drained from the ground and sucked into the

lifeless husks with

dead." Phobio murmured, slapping his

emaciated corpses, an expression of disgust

you just hang on until I

weren't like

from

I'll have

voice suddenly echoed within the massive clearing that Phobio

so he quickly turned and looked in the direction of the only