An Extra’s POV

"Haaa… haaa…"

Blood. Gore. Brutalized human meat that felt downright despicable.

… It felt wrong.

As Asher heaved heavy sighs, his eyes occupied with the several blurs of red that danced in his eyes, he tried his best to find survivors.

There were none.

Everyone in the burning building had been cooked to an overwhelmingly fine degree. Some had whole bodies, and some had chopped-up ones.

In the end, they were made equal in death.

Asher struggled to make it through the flames, thanking his Enchanted Cloak for the heat resistance and durability additions that it provided.

If not for it, as well as his other Enchanted Items, he would have been cooked as well.

The central manor of the Jaune Councilor had several areas, but Asher was focused on only one.

The man—Lord Jaune's—office itself.

'There's not much use for a man who has lost his resources, but a Councilor is still a Councilor…'

With this line of thought, Asher navigated his way through the building's flames and made his way into the place.

Unfortunately for this, when he arrived in Lord Jaune's office…

"My God."

… The man's diced up flesh was arranged to form a corpse on the wall, and flames slowly burned through it.

An aroma of cooked meat filled the room, different from the choking and unbearable atmosphere outside.

Once Asher saw this, he knew he had struggled for nothing.

'He's dead.'

With the Councilor dead, there was no longer any need to be here.

'This merciless execution… it could have only been the Mercenary Gang.' Asher's suspicions were now confirmed.

Were they hired by Scylla and her forces? Have they completely gone over to their side?

As Asher had these thoughts, he moved closer to the corpse; perhaps to find a clue about what had happened before his arrival.

Then—

expecting any guests

However, the moment he

a floodgate had been opened, and

~WHOOSH!~

Skill and [Basic Elemental Affinity] Skills, he swiftly utilized Wind

~BOOOOOOMMM!!!~

like cookies, and Asher was able to escape the wrath

fire danced in the air, Asher swiftly used a Wind Spell to guarantee his safe

around him, lessening the impact he would have on the floor as he landed

were on the floor above him, though—where

man stood there, his body shrouded by flames so

respond, the man jumped from his

~BOOM!~

landing, and his dark

'T-this man…!'

a long hooded cloak, though his hood was

and he had black trousers

red tattoos—were drawn all over his body, and his spiky red hair

was well-built—with muscles that

the Magic display just

more markings on his face, marred by the maniacal grin

I am, kid?" He asked, his

to be in his thirties, the man was referring to Asher—who still had the form of Aldred—as a

he see through his disguise? Or

way, Asher could not

He could only respond.

"You're… Anukus… the Destroyer?"

watched the man's grin widen in

'It really is him!'

was the very first time

Deadly Three; the strongest trio among the Nine Heads of

was called The Destroyer because everything about him was

all geared towards consuming his prey and tearing

has the strength of a Warrior and the skills of a Mage.' Asher gulped as he crouched

need

apologize for intruding on your work. If you do not mind, I would like to be

and right as he

would give his signal, and they would all

people, but I'll make sure as many members of

of the KariBlanc Group