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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done

could see Fernand running away, a wide grin of

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

from Fernand and looked in the opposite direction—at the opposite side

are waiting there. They must be waiting for their leader.

[Grand Inventory], saving her from whatever carnage would

four new Skills from that man. That's

knew a bit of his history and his

seen so far. Almost as strong as Brutus too…' Rey

Head Warrior, huh? I wonder what would

they would never get to

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"Where's the boss?"

taking too long! I want to

think we should go see

hornet's nest! Just do what

"Aye aye!"

all mostly sat on the

together—killing

doubt his strength, no one complained

to set the entire property on fire and look out for

allowed to make any

"Argh…"

"I'm bored."

does Boss always do this? We barely get to

you be grateful? We don't do anything yet we get paid! You know how many would kill for this kind of

"Yeah, I know. But…"

very thing. That was why they were growing very restless having not seen their

to wait for

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

Looks like

not going

"Time for some action!"

men casually grew their blades and sluggishly rose to their

no idea what was

voice echoed from the

"Eh? What's that?"

not even

"Hehehe! What an idiot."

down by the several invisible blades that swept through all

they were readying

And the next…?

~SPLOOOOSH!~

were nothing more than chunks of meat and

they held shattered into

was