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.

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

as workers didn't

result…

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

those thousands of

workers. Well, it

speaking, Phobio

would just do what he wanted to do; the

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

among them had a Skill they

rare as Spatial Magic or Gravity

only reason he wasn't among the Deadly Three was because he simply didn't care

the strongest within the Mercenary Gang meant more responsibility, and

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

desire in the future,

found out the

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

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

incentive, so he decided to lie that he would save them if they told him

plan. Now then…

********

danced as his flip flop squeaked

only came to a halt once he reached the pool

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

of it was drained from the ground and sucked

lifeless husks with pale skin

Phobio murmured, slapping his

corpses, an

of you just hang on

weren't like him

even from

I'll have to

within the massive clearing that Phobio

turned and looked in the direction of the only other