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.'

his men stand by and wait for the completion of

'It's annoying!'

Claudius was well aware of the possibility

there would be no escape for the targets in case they caught wind of their

that was all they

or more groups from the start… just as I

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

they could alternate roles at intervals so

of their own agenda? If anyone

his heart and

be over anyway.' He

thoughts, Claudius heard the creaking sound of a door

He narrowed his eyes and clicked his

Something was off, though.

that be the last place one would think of when it came to

actions are useless either way, but it's not like

he set eyes

to his body. His shirt and tie

irises that seemed to glow as

extremely handsome face. He appeared to be sculpted by the divine, and the calm smile on his face only added

is that…?' Claudius

both hands in his pockets as if he was going out for a

movement behind the red-haired man,

'He's not alone…?'

Claudius knew, having met him once or twice. His

strange to see Aldred here, but what was

appear from the main

a little nervous, but not the other one. Both of them

his brain ticking as he tried to figure out what all of the details before him translated

what would happen if they went to the

were

indeed looked nervous, but

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

the plan at