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.

to

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

result…

workplace…" He whispered, smiling as he could see pretty much all of the workers

those thousands

new workers. Well,

Phobio

do what he wanted to do; the same as

was for that purpose, and he knew just how valuable he was to them, so it

them had a

A Skill as rare as Spatial Magic or Gravity

Three

within the Mercenary Gang meant more responsibility, and Phobio

have fun with women, and jerk himself off as he stared

desire in the future, but for

never found out the source of

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

I'll just

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

plan. Now then…

********

danced as his flip flop squeaked

reached the pool of blood that littered

ground slowly began to gravitate towards him, and into the sphere that stood beside

it was drained from the ground

husks with pale skin

they're all dead." Phobio murmured, slapping his hand on

emaciated corpses, an expression

just hang on until I came? Bunch of useless

weren't like him

from the

have

the massive clearing that Phobio stood in, forcing him to cease his

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