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

running away, a wide

not part of the plan, but I can't leave everything to

from Fernand and looked in

subordinates are waiting there. They must be waiting for

his [Grand Inventory], saving

new Skills from that man. That's a

the man's Status Window, Rey already knew a

I've seen so far. Almost as strong as

I wonder what would have happened

Rey and his classmates, they would never get to

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"Where's the boss?"

too long! I

think we should

stirring the hornet's nest! Just do what you're

"Aye aye!"

mostly

the Estate together—killing everyone inside—Fernand told

doubt his strength,

job was merely to set the entire property

make

"Argh…"

"I'm bored."

do this? We barely get to

do anything yet we get paid! You know how many would kill for

"Yeah, I know. But…"

That was why they were growing very

wouldn't have to wait for much

Who's that?" Someone pointed at a shadowy figure who stood a few meters

deserter? Looks like

You're not

"Time for some action!"

their blades and sluggishly rose

idea what

echoed from the

"Eh? What's that?"

even

"Hehehe! What an idiot."

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

readying their blades

And the next…?

~SPLOOOOSH!~

were nothing more than chunks of meat and

they held shattered into pieces, as if being

was no