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

served as workers didn't stand a chance even if they were grazed by

a result…

their workplace…" He whispered, smiling as he could

those thousands of

get new workers. Well, it shouldn't be a

speaking, Phobio didn't

he wanted to do; the same as he

joined the Mercenary Gang was for that purpose, and he knew just how

among them had a Skill they could manipulate

as rare as Spatial Magic

reason he wasn't among the Deadly Three was

recognized as the strongest within the Mercenary Gang meant more responsibility,

with women, and jerk himself off as

would desire in the future, but for now… he

found out the

workers were dead, but Phobio suspected that a few could still

won't die immediately from the poison. I'll just extract information

so he decided to lie that he would save them

good plan. Now then… let's

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robe danced as his flip flop squeaked on

once he reached the pool of blood that littered

blood on the ground slowly began to gravitate towards him, and into the sphere that

it was drained from the ground and sucked

a result, only lifeless husks

Phobio murmured, slapping his

corpses, an expression of disgust appeared on

just hang on until I came? Bunch of useless

like

from the moment

like I'll have to investigate

the massive clearing that Phobio stood in, forcing him

feel a prickling sensation behind him, so he quickly turned and looked in the direction of the only other living entity in