An Extra’s POV

The claw scar that was on Fernand's face was given to him by a Dragon during the first wave of war.

Ever since then, he truly knew the meaning of powerlessness.

The despair that was imprinted into him caused a domino effect that ruined his life.

His paranoia was so strong that he lost the respect of his subordinates.

—Enough to make one of them challenge him, and win!

He was demoted, and despite his desperate requests, he was still taken to fight the Dragons on the front lines.

That hellish experience… Fernand thought he had left all of that behind when he deserted the Royal Estate and joined the Mercenary Gang.

As an Executive there, he was well respected and he could do whatever he pleased.

All his enemies were also very weak.

… Until now.

"E-eeeeek!" The old man squeaked like a rat, still unable to move as he watched his predator finally stand in front of him.

"W-what are you? A… dragon…?!"

Blood began to flow out of his eyes, nose, ears, and mouth.

Fernand felt like he was choking on his own life fluids as he struggled to breathe.

His face begged for mercy, but the emotionless response of the blank mask showed him that there was none to be given.

"Don't worry. I won't kill you."

As Fernand heard this, he felt his heart jump in relief.

"A man like you still has his uses, after all…" The words that Ralyks spoke didn't seem at all merciful.

Instead, they sounded almost sinister.

"I've been thinking of using Mind Control on one of you people in order to gain access to this entire Undertaking. I guess you'll have to do."

Fernand still didn't understand what was going on.

He couldn't comprehend the gravity of what he was to face.

"Don't worry. You won't remember any of this. At least, not in the way you currently do."

Fernand suddenly felt himself slowly falling into an endless pit of darkness.

He couldn't scream or shout.

He could only watch powerlessly as his will was stripped from him, leaving a puppet in its stead.

then… let us

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guess I'm done here."

ahead and could see Fernand running away, a wide grin of relief

best. It's not part of the plan, but I can't leave

from Fernand and looked in the

subordinates are waiting there. They must

Inventory], saving her

that man. That's a

Rey already knew a bit of his

far. Almost as strong as Brutus

Head Warrior, huh? I wonder what would have

and his classmates, they would never get

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"Where's the boss?"

too long! I want to

we should

stirring the hornet's nest! Just do what

"Aye aye!"

a hundred, and they all mostly sat on the ground—though some stood—as they waited for

were supposed to raid the Estate together—killing everyone inside—Fernand told them all that

doubt his strength,

property on fire

allowed to make any other active

"Argh…"

"I'm bored."

too. Why does Boss always do this? We

We don't do anything yet we get paid! You

"Yeah, I know. But…"

thing. That was why they were growing very restless

they wouldn't have to wait for

a shadowy figure

Looks

not going

"Time for some action!"

blades and sluggishly

had no idea what

Claw]." A voice echoed from

"Eh? What's that?"

even gonna try

"Hehehe! What an idiot."

fools did not realize that they were already dead—cut down by the several invisible blades that swept through all of

they were readying their blades

And the next…?

~SPLOOOOSH!~

of meat and

shattered into pieces, as if

ground was no