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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I'm done here." Rey

Fernand running away, a wide grin of relief on his

It's not part of the plan, but I

his gaze away from Fernand and looked in the opposite direction—at the opposite side of the

They must be waiting for their leader.

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

Skills from that man.

Window, Rey already knew a

as

Warrior, huh? I wonder what would have happened

classmates, they would never

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"Where's the boss?"

taking too long! I want to

we should go

stirring the hornet's nest!

"Aye aye!"

mostly sat on the

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

they didn't doubt his strength, no one complained

to set the entire property

allowed to make any other active

"Argh…"

"I'm bored."

too. Why does Boss always do this?

don't do anything yet we get paid! You know how many would kill for this kind

"Yeah, I know. But…"

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

wouldn't have to wait

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

deserter? Looks

You're not going

"Time for some action!"

men casually grew their blades and sluggishly rose

idea what was

voice echoed from the man of the

"Eh? What's that?"

not even gonna

"Hehehe! What an idiot."

were already dead—cut down by the several invisible blades that swept through

were readying their

And the next…?

~SPLOOOOSH!~

and bones swimming in a vast ocean of

shattered into pieces, as if being

was no