An Extra’s POV

The carnage was wrought.

From the looks on the faces of the men who began to gather, one after another, they were yet to have their fill.

They desired more death.

However, for the moment, they had to abandon all of that and focus on the primary assignment that concerned them.

—The utter destruction of the Blanc House's legacy.

That meant killing and completely devastating the mansion that stood before them.

'This is it, huh?' Claudius stared at the massive building.

It was by far larger than his own home, but he personally didn't mind. He didn't need all of this room anyway.

… Not when he didn't have anyone to share it with.

"Would you like to scout inside first, or should we begin the task?" Claudius turned to look at Jawl as he appeared beside him.

"We'll take a look inside."

'As expected.' He smiled wryly.

Scylla might have given them another assignment that they weren't disclosing. It was also possible that they were after the wealth of the Blanc House and not willing to share the spoils with the Mercenary Gang.

Either way, it was none of his business.

"Alright. Please proceed. We will wait here for your return."

"Yeah. We'll be back soon."

Claudius watched as Jawl signaled about half of the men with him—all of them equally shrouded in dark attires—and they nodded back.

Afterward, they proceeded inside the mansion, like shadows dissipating into the darkness.

'If it was going to be like this, they should have done this earlier, while the slaughter was going on.'

men stand by and wait for the completion

'It's annoying!'

well aware of the possibility that he was overreacting or overthinking

for the targets in case they caught wind of

that was all they

two or more groups from

enough people to surround the mansion

dissatisfied with not killing, they could alternate roles at

to remain on standby because of their own agenda? If anyone escapes from the Mansion, wouldn't it be due to their

his heart and decided to remain

soon be over anyway.' He told

could conclude his thoughts, Claudius heard the creaking sound

escape?!' He

Something was off, though.

escaping through the front door? Wouldn't that be the last place one would think of when it came to stealthily exiting a

their actions are useless either way, but

eyes on the man who stepped out of the

with a pure black suit clinging to his

seemed to glow as soon as

was his extremely handsome face. He appeared to be sculpted by the divine, and the calm smile

that…?' Claudius

puzzling to see someone just step out so casually, with both hands in his pockets as

could think any further, he noticed movement behind the

'He's not alone…?'

or

here, but what was he doing

did they both appear from

Both of them

brain ticking as he tried to figure out what all of the details before

surprised to see them here. The Blanc House should have known what would happen if they went to the Dark Gathering and

were they so

indeed looked nervous, but it wasn't

surrender? No… in the first place, why would those fools let intruders out like

wasn't the plan at