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.'

and his men stand by and

'It's annoying!'

well aware of the possibility that he was overreacting or

needed us to surround the Mansion so there would be no escape for the targets in case they caught wind of their

that was all

us up into two or more groups from

be enough people to surround the mansion while the slaughter would still be

killing, they could alternate roles at intervals so that everyone could have their

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

calmed his heart and

over anyway.' He

heard the creaking sound of a door up

manage to escape?!' He narrowed

Something was off, though.

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

way, but it's not like the denizens inside will

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

and ebony skin, with a pure black suit clinging to his body. His shirt and

seemed to glow as soon as

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

that…?'

so casually, with both hands in his pockets as if he was going out for

think any further, he noticed movement behind the red-haired man, causing

'He's not alone…?'

him once or twice. His name was Aldred

see Aldred here, but what was

appear from the

Both of them aren't displaying surprise too, despite

ticking as he tried to figure out

Blanc House should have known what would happen if they went to the Dark Gathering and left

why were

looked nervous, but

No… in the first place, why

wasn't the