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.'

him and his men stand by and wait for

'It's annoying!'

Claudius was well aware of the possibility that he

there would be no escape for the targets in case they caught wind of their actions…' He tried to give excuses

was all

us up into two or more groups from

enough people to surround the mansion while

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

we have to remain on standby because of their

and decided

over

conclude his thoughts, Claudius heard the creaking sound of

escape?!' He narrowed his

Something was off, though.

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

useless either way, but it's not like the

further compounded once he set eyes on the man who stepped out of

pure black suit clinging to

also had red irises that seemed to glow

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

is that…?' Claudius

out so casually, with both hands in his

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

'He's not alone…?'

knew, having met him once or

to see Aldred here, but

appear from the

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

as he tried to figure out what all of the details

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

were they so

indeed looked nervous, but it wasn't

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

the