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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I'm done here."

away, a wide grin of relief

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

in the opposite direction—at the opposite

subordinates are waiting there. They must be waiting for

the unconscious Kara into his [Grand Inventory], saving her from whatever carnage

four new Skills from that man. That's a good haul,

Rey already knew a bit of his

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

wonder what would

and his classmates, they would never get to

********

"Where's the boss?"

taking too long! I

we should

on, don't go stirring the hornet's nest! Just do what you're

"Aye aye!"

warriors under Fernand numbered a hundred, and they all mostly sat on the ground—though some stood—as they waited for their

together—killing everyone

strength, no one complained in

the entire property on fire and look out

make

"Argh…"

"I'm bored."

does Boss always do this? We barely get

be grateful? We don't do anything yet we get paid! You know how many would

"Yeah, I know. But…"

desired that very thing. That was why they were

wouldn't have to

that?" Someone pointed at a shadowy figure who stood a few meters from

Looks

not going

"Time for some action!"

men casually grew their blades and sluggishly

idea what

echoed from the

"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

were readying their blades

And the next…?

~SPLOOOOSH!~

chunks of meat and bones swimming in a

weapons they held shattered into pieces, as if being sliced

ground was no