An Extra’s POV

Screams of horror filled the air.

Death and destruction surrounded a young maiden as she tightly clung to something wrapped in a piece of clothing.

Her dark green hair and brown eyes sauntered back and forth as she was escorted to safety by her three guards—previously four.

As she ran through the compound, ignoring the burning mansion behind her, or the terror-filled night that seemed to be collapsing on her, her heart raced.

'Father and Mother are dead…' Tears fell from her eyes as she kept moving her legs.

The darkness of the night made it appear as though she was being constantly watched, but she could not stop moving.

'T-this… this is all too awful!' She wanted to scream and cry, but she could not.

She squeezed the package she held very close to her ample bosom, and her mature body jiggled with every swift step she took.

The name of this young maiden was Kara Verte—daughter of the Verte Councilor of the Obsidian Council.

Her family had been one of the first original founders of the Council, so it would count as a surprise to see them in such a desperate state.

But Kara knew why.

Her father had told it to her already—right before sending her off with the Four Cardinal Knights of the Verte Estate.

Compared to the other Obsidian Council Groups, the Verte Estate was practically known to be a Crime Family.

It was common knowledge.

But, there was a reason the Royal Council did not make a move on them—besides the power and influence they wielded.

It was because of their cooperation and desire for balance.

They still paid levies to the Royal Council and even sometimes acted as informants for them.

In essence, they worked at both ends.

Family had

found themselves sinking

"Huff… huff…"

encouraging her to do so, she could feel her

limits, being the mere human that she

and Magic Abilities were not her field of expertise at

Instead, it was business.

her parents had put her in charge of several areas of

since she was long overdue,

sniffed, her glasses bouncing on her

would have at least made you happy with

was too

her guards, hoping none of them were caught by the

think you're going?!" A loud voice echoed in front

the voice, and the abrupt appearance of the leader of the carnage caused

and fear caught up to her, causing her

she helplessly felt her face get trampled on the ground, her pretty dress stained by the dirt all

blurry vision picked up the three

for her, their heads were sent flying, and blood sprayed all over

by the hot blood of those she saw

right in front of her

her glasses—which was now somewhere on the floor—Kara couldn't

already

out as

was hold on to the thing she held,

"Haha! Weaklings—all of them!"

that served as the

all incredibly strong, each with a weapon that they were experts

at least the one who led the charge—he found them

she had caught a glimpse of him moments before—when one

mark—implanted on his face, with narrow

wavy gray hair, and he looked middle-aged. Despite his body appearing very fragile due to his old age, his intimidating presence made anyone who saw him know

the Nine Heads