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.

it seemed none of that was good enough at this point. Despite all the Verte Family had done to stay afloat, the darkness

they found themselves

"Huff… huff…"

Cardinal Knights were encouraging her to do so, she could feel

being the mere human that

not her field of expertise

Instead, it was business.

in charge

often brought up the topic of marriage, since she was long overdue, but

you, mother, father…' She sniffed, her glasses bouncing on

have at least made you happy with a grandchild before you

was too

hoping none of

A loud voice echoed in front of them, and someone instantly appeared before

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

to her, causing her to stumble and

helplessly felt her face get trampled on the ground, her

blurry vision picked up the three

were about to reach for her, their heads

felt herself being drenched by the hot blood of those she

were all decapitated right in front of her

glasses—which was now somewhere on the

she already

echoed out as her body couldn't properly

hold on to the thing she held,

"Haha! Weaklings—all of them!"

Four Cardinal Knights that served as the

each with a weapon that they were experts in, and

attackers—or, at least the one who led

moments before—when one of the Cardinal Knights offered to distract him while

on his face,

Despite his body appearing very fragile due to his old age, his intimidating presence made anyone who saw him know he was the real

name was Fernand, one of the Nine Heads of