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.

let

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done

Fernand running away,

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

in the opposite direction—at the opposite side of the

his subordinates are waiting there. They must be waiting for

Kara into his [Grand Inventory], saving her

from that man. That's a good

a bit of his history and his

strongest Head I've seen so far. Almost as strong as Brutus too…' Rey gave a wry smile and shrugged

Head Warrior, huh? I wonder what would have happened if we trained

his classmates, they

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"Where's the boss?"

I want

should

the hornet's nest! Just

"Aye aye!"

numbered a hundred, and they all mostly sat on the

Estate together—killing everyone

didn't doubt his strength, no

job was merely to set the entire property on

make

"Argh…"

"I'm bored."

too. Why does Boss always do this? We

get paid! You know how many would kill

"Yeah, I know. But…"

men of violence, they desired that very thing. That was why they were

wouldn't have to wait for

at a shadowy figure who stood a few meters

Looks like

You're not

"Time for some action!"

casually grew their blades and sluggishly rose to

no idea what was

echoed from the man of the

"Eh? What's that?"

even gonna

"Hehehe! What an idiot."

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

readying their blades to

And the next…?

~SPLOOOOSH!~

and bones swimming in a vast ocean

into

was no