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.

led to the other end of the emergency exit—that is, the

people who served as workers didn't stand a chance even

a result… a massacre

their workplace…" He whispered, smiling as he could see pretty

those thousands

to get new workers. Well, it

Phobio didn't

to do; the same

knew just how valuable he was to them, so it wasn't like they could reprimand him

them had a Skill

as rare as Spatial Magic or Gravity

the Deadly Three

strongest within the Mercenary Gang meant more responsibility, and Phobio didn't

drink, sleep, have fun with women, and

he would desire in the

I never found out the source of

it seemed all the workers were dead, but Phobio suspected that a

immediately from the poison. I'll just

if he didn't offer an incentive, so he decided to lie that he would save them if they

Now then… let's

********

as his flip

a halt once he reached the pool

towards him, and into the

was drained from the ground and sucked into the

husks with pale

murmured, slapping his hand on

corpses, an

couldn't one of you just hang on until I came? Bunch of useless

weren't like him at

from the moment he was

like I'll have to investigate

the massive clearing that Phobio stood in, forcing him to

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