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 exit—that is,

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

result… a

they try to desert their workplace…" He whispered, smiling as

those thousands of

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

speaking, Phobio

he wanted to do; the

was for that purpose, and he knew just how valuable he was to them, so it wasn't like they could reprimand him too

them had a Skill

as rare as Spatial Magic or Gravity

Three was because he simply didn't care for

meant more responsibility, and

with women, and jerk himself off as he stared at his

the future, but for now… he didn't

never found out the source of

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

the poison. I'll just extract information from them before

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

plan. Now

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his flip flop squeaked on the

a halt once he reached the pool of

gravitate towards him, and into the sphere that

drained from the ground and sucked into the crimson

husks with pale skin

Phobio murmured, slapping his hand on his

an expression of disgust

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

like

even from the moment

like I'll have to investigate

suddenly echoed within 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