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

'It's annoying!'

was well aware of the possibility that

the targets in case they caught wind of their actions…' He tried to

was all

could have split us up into two or more groups from the start… just

surround the

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

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

and decided

soon be over anyway.'

conclude his thoughts, Claudius heard the creaking sound of

manage to escape?!' He narrowed his eyes

Something was off, though.

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

we have this place surrounded, so their actions are useless either way, but it's not like the denizens inside

was further compounded once he set eyes on the man who stepped

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

irises that seemed to glow as soon as he stepped

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

is that…?'

was puzzling to see someone just step out so casually, with both

noticed movement behind the

'He's not alone…?'

having met him once or

but what was he doing

both appear from the main

a little nervous, but not the other one. Both of them aren't displaying

to figure out what all of the details before him

clearly not 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

nervous, but

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

the