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.

none of that was good enough at this point. Despite all the Verte Family had done to stay afloat, the darkness of the world was too much for them to

they found themselves sinking

"Huff… huff…"

were encouraging her to do so, she could feel

nearing her limits, being the mere human that she

were not her field of

Instead, it was business.

18 years of age, her parents had put her in charge of several areas of

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

She sniffed, her glasses bouncing on her face as

would have at least made you happy with a

was too late

guards, hoping none of them

loud voice echoed in front of them, and someone

the voice, and the abrupt appearance of the leader of

up to

get trampled on the

in the air as her blurry vision picked up the three

they were about to reach for her, their heads were sent flying, and blood

hot blood of those she saw as

decapitated right in front of her

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

already

out as her body

thing she could do was hold on

"Haha! Weaklings—all of them!"

Cardinal Knights that served as the Verte

were all incredibly strong, each with a weapon that they were experts in, and unmatched by

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

couldn't see the man now, but she had caught a glimpse of him moments before—when one of the Cardinal

a claw mark—implanted on his face, with narrow eyes like that of a

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

the Nine Heads of