An Extra’s POV

~SWOOOSH!~

The blade sliced through the air, making its way towards the target in a literal flash.

No one ever detected Fernand's strikes whenever he swung his blade.

That gave rise to his nickname: Flash Flashy Fernand.

It was a little goofy, but the old man took it seriously. He had a track record of killing multiple enemies who wouldn't even know they were dead until seconds—maybe even a minute later.

His record was 93 seconds, and he was proud of that feat.

However, he was in a hurry now. Ending this girl's life and retrieving this document was the mission.

And he never failed any missions.

Not now, and not when he was the Head Warrior of the United Human Alliance.

'She's probably holding all the important documents relating to the business of the Verte Estate. Taking this from her should earn me even more merit.'

That way, he could finally be recognized enough to ascend to the Trio position.

'I've earned it now, haven't I?'

By completing this mission successfully, surely he had proven his worth enough.

If the Royal Estate couldn't see his skills and talents, he was sure the Criminal Underworld would.

He was going to prove himself to them. Then, they'd hand over his position among the Deadly Three.

'Then… I'll aim for the position of leader.'

That was his goal!

To rise to the very top of any organization he was in.

And by spilling the blood of this innocent girl, he would finally be able to fulfill his grand ambition.

'Sorry, little one. All of this is necessary too!'

~CLANG!~

'Hm?!'

Fernand was shocked.

blade was meant to easily slice through his opponents—like a hot knife through

the easiest

was he experiencing

eyelids opened and he was could now see

"You…"

glared at the man who now stood

the crimson color in certain parts of his outfit. His dark mask was intimidating, and his presence

instantly tell that the man was strong. He could also detect

hated this

stop my blade!' His thoughts echoed as the breeze flowed

"Who are you?"

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'E-eh…?'

was stunned to see someone else standing

really decipher who he was,

wasn't dead, and it was all thanks to

he?' As she pondered this, the

around as the world held its breath, waiting for

is Ralyks. But you can call me your grim reaper." His voice, deep and resolute, echoed in

she

immensely grateful that she wasn't the one he was

What in

~VWUUUSH!~

was suddenly thrust back, creating

he went, the more she couldn't even see him

had become a complete

'I really need my—'

pressing on her face, and the scent of

moment, she

go." His voice softly echoed in her

completely returned, she could see him

the embodiment

The Reaper itself!

her head gently, his

Calm, collected, and kind.

that could consume even darkness itself, Kara felt

her grief lessened, and her heart slowed down in

tiny drops of tears before she closed her eyes and

what her fate was. She also held onto

gave her a