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.'

stand by and

'It's annoying!'

of the possibility that he was overreacting

Mansion so there would be no escape for the targets in case they caught

that was all they

or more groups from the start… just as I

surround the

dissatisfied with not killing, they could alternate roles at intervals so that everyone could

how is it fair that we have to remain on standby because of their

calmed his heart and decided to remain

soon be over anyway.' He told

conclude his thoughts, Claudius heard the creaking sound of a door up

to escape?!' He narrowed his eyes and clicked

Something was off, though.

the front door? Wouldn't that be the last place one would think of when it came

way,

set eyes

with a pure black suit clinging to his body. His shirt and tie were equally black, same

that seemed to glow as soon as

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

that…?'

see someone just step out so casually, with both hands in his pockets as if he was

further, he noticed movement behind the red-haired man,

'He's not alone…?'

a man Claudius knew, having met him once or twice. His name was

here, but what was he doing behind

did they both appear from the

other one. Both of them aren't displaying surprise too,

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

not surprised to see them here. The Blanc House should have known what would happen if they went to the Dark Gathering and left

were they

nervous, but

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

wasn't the plan at