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

from behind Asher. However, the moment he turned to look, an explosion of

felt like a floodgate had been opened, and

~WHOOSH!~

Affinity] Skills, he swiftly utilized Wind Magic to shroud himself

~BOOOOOOMMM!!!~

fragile walls broke apart like cookies, and Asher was able to escape the

sparks of fire danced in the air, Asher swiftly used a Wind Spell to guarantee

impact he would have on the floor as he

were on the floor above him, though—where

his body shrouded by flames so it was difficult

could even respond, the man

~BOOM!~

landing, and his dark silhouette soon

'T-this man…!'

man wore a long hooded cloak, though his hood was

he had black trousers under his

all over his body, and his spiky red hair

muscles that appeared perfectly

great warrior, but thanks to the Magic display just now, it was clear

few more markings on his face, marred by the maniacal grin he had

He asked, his intimidating presence burning

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

see through his disguise? Or was he merely looking down on

Asher

He could only respond.

"You're… Anukus… the Destroyer?"

trembled as he watched the man's

'It really is him!'

very first time he would

was one of the Deadly Three; the strongest trio among

called The Destroyer because everything

all geared towards consuming his prey

and the skills of a Mage.' Asher gulped

no need to fight

work. If you do not mind, I would like to

to the left and right as

spotted them, he would give his signal, and they would

I'll make sure as many

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