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 emergency

who served as workers didn't stand

result… a massacre

dare they try to desert their workplace…" He whispered, smiling as he could see pretty much all of

those thousands of

have to get new workers. Well,

Phobio

to do; the same

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

had a Skill they could

rare as Spatial Magic

reason he wasn't among the Deadly Three was because

as the strongest within the Mercenary Gang meant more responsibility, and Phobio

simply wanted to drink, sleep, have fun with women, and jerk himself off

in the future,

never found out

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

immediately from the poison. I'll just extract information from

incentive, so he decided to lie that he would save them if they told

Now

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soft white robe danced as his flip flop squeaked on

a halt once he reached

towards him, and into the sphere that stood beside

of it was drained from the ground and

result, only lifeless husks

murmured, slapping his hand on

corpses, an expression of disgust appeared on his

you just hang on until I came? Bunch of

like

Phobio—was special, even from the moment he

I'll have

suddenly echoed within the massive clearing that Phobio stood in,

behind him, so he quickly turned and looked in the direction of the only