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.

on the ceiling of the path that led to the other end of

workers didn't stand a chance even if they

result… a

whispered, smiling as he could see pretty much all

thousands of

Well,

speaking, Phobio

he wanted to do; the same as he

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

else among them had a Skill they could

rare as Spatial Magic or Gravity

Deadly Three was because he simply didn't care for

meant more responsibility, and

with women, and jerk himself off as

he would desire in the future, but

I never found out the source of

workers were dead, but Phobio suspected that a few

poison. I'll just extract information from them before

he didn't offer an incentive, so he decided to

Now

********

his flip

came to a halt once he reached the pool of

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

from the ground and sucked into the

lifeless husks

Phobio murmured, slapping

an expression of disgust appeared on his

of you just hang on until I came? Bunch of useless

like him

even from the moment he

have to investigate

voice suddenly echoed within the massive clearing that Phobio

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