An Extra’s POV

Chapter 349

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.'

his men stand by

'It's annoying!'

well aware of the possibility that he was overreacting or

the targets in case

was all

have split us up into two or more groups from the

surround the mansion while the slaughter would

could alternate roles at

standby because of their own agenda? If anyone escapes

heart and decided to

over

conclude his thoughts, Claudius heard the creaking

He narrowed his eyes and clicked

Something was off, though.

the front door? Wouldn't that be the last place one would think

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

eyes on

suit clinging to his body. His shirt and tie were equally black, same as

also had red irises that seemed to

He appeared to be sculpted by the divine, and the calm smile on

is that…?' Claudius

so casually, with both hands in his pockets as if

further, he noticed movement behind the red-haired man, causing him to

'He's not alone…?'

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

to see Aldred here, but what was he doing behind the

both appear from

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

to figure

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

were they so

nervous, but

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

the

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