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.

meant to easily slice through his opponents—like a hot

was the easiest

Why was

was could now see the

"You…"

the man who now

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

that the man was strong. He could also

already hated this

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

"Who are you?"

********

'E-eh…?'

someone else

really decipher who he was, but the blade that was approaching her never got

thanks to the

this,

world held

you can call me your grim reaper."

her body tremble slightly as she felt his cold

felt immensely grateful that she wasn't the one he

What in the world

~VWUUUSH!~

suddenly thrust back, creating a large gap

the more she couldn't even

had become a complete

'I really need my—'

thought, she felt something pressing on her face, and the scent of the

a moment, she could see

voice

she

the embodiment of chaos—of

The Reaper itself!

He patted her head gently, his

Calm, collected, and kind.

could consume even darkness

lessened, and her heart slowed down

Her eyes leaked forth tiny drops of tears before she

her fate was. She also

here gave her a sense of