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.

placed them on the ceiling of the path that led to the other end of the emergency exit—that is,

so normal people who served as workers didn't

a result…

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

those thousands

Well, it shouldn't be

Phobio

wanted to do; the same as he

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

else among them had a Skill they

A Skill as rare as Spatial Magic or

Three was

responsibility, and Phobio didn't

with women, and jerk himself

he would desire in the future, but for now… he

out the source

he could see from the mirror, it seemed all the workers

won't die immediately from the poison. I'll

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

Now then… let's

********

soft white robe danced as his flip

a halt once he reached the

began to gravitate towards him, and into the sphere

from the ground and sucked into

a result, only lifeless husks with pale skin littered

Phobio murmured, slapping his

stared at the emaciated corpses, an expression

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

like

even from the

like I'll have to

within the massive clearing that Phobio stood in, forcing

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