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

looked ahead and could see Fernand running away, a wide

for the best. It's not part of

looked in the opposite direction—at the opposite

his subordinates are waiting there. They must be waiting for their

Inventory], saving her from

from that man. That's

Window, Rey already knew a bit of his history and his level of

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

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

for Rey and his classmates, they

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"Where's the boss?"

I want to go home

we should

hornet's nest! Just do what you're

"Aye aye!"

Fernand numbered a hundred, and they all mostly sat on the ground—though some

Estate together—killing everyone inside—Fernand told

they didn't doubt his strength, no one complained

to set the entire property on

to make any other

"Argh…"

"I'm bored."

too. Why does Boss always do this? We barely get

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

"Yeah, I know. But…"

thing. That was why they were growing very restless having

have to wait for

pointed at a shadowy figure who stood a

Looks like

You're not going

"Time for some action!"

grew their blades and sluggishly

idea

from the

"Eh? What's that?"

not even gonna

"Hehehe! What an idiot."

the several invisible blades that swept through all of them in a

they were readying their blades to

And the next…?

~SPLOOOOSH!~

than chunks of meat and bones

shattered into pieces, as if being

was