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

was the easiest thing

Why was he

opened and he was could now see the reason

"You…"

at the man who now stood

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

that the man was strong. He could

hated

stop my blade!' His thoughts echoed as the

"Who are you?"

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'E-eh…?'

was stunned to see someone else standing

it difficult to really decipher who he

it was all thanks to the

pondered this, the enemy also asked

consumed everything around as the world

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

as she felt his

she wasn't the one he

reaper? What in the world

~VWUUUSH!~

thrust back, creating a large gap between

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

had become a

'I really need my—'

on her face, and the scent

she could

voice softly

she could see him a lot

the embodiment of chaos—of

The Reaper itself!

better." He patted her head gently, his voice

Calm, collected, and kind.

could consume even darkness

lessened, and her heart slowed down

eyes leaked forth tiny drops of tears before she closed her eyes and

still didn't know what her fate was. She also held onto the cloth very

here gave her a sense of