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.

through his opponents—like a hot knife

easiest thing

why? Why was he

he was could now see

"You…"

deeply as he glared at the man who now stood in front of

certain parts of his outfit. His dark mask was intimidating, and his presence

He could

hated

dare you stop my blade!' His thoughts echoed as

"Who are you?"

********

'E-eh…?'

see someone else standing in

difficult to really decipher who he was, but the blade that

and it was all thanks to the man

pondered this, the enemy also asked the same

everything around as the world held its breath,

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

felt her body tremble slightly as she felt his cold statement wash

immensely grateful that she wasn't the one

in

~VWUUUSH!~

suddenly thrust back, creating a large

he went, the more she couldn't

become a complete

'I really need my—'

as she had this exact thought, she felt something pressing on her face, and the scent of

she

you go." His voice softly echoed in

she could

the embodiment of

The Reaper itself!

head gently, his voice still remaining the same as it

Calm, collected, and kind.

consume even darkness itself, Kara

fear ceased, her grief lessened, and her heart slowed down

Ralyks.' Her eyes leaked forth tiny drops of tears before she closed her eyes and felt

fate was. She also held onto the

having this man here gave her a