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 wait for the completion of

'It's annoying!'

possibility

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

was all they

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

be enough people to surround the mansion while

would be dissatisfied with not killing, they could alternate roles at

because of their own agenda? If anyone escapes

calmed his heart and decided to remain

soon be over

he could conclude his thoughts, Claudius heard

one manage to escape?!' He narrowed his eyes

Something was off, though.

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

have this place surrounded, so their actions are useless either way,

set eyes on the man who stepped out of the

with a pure black suit clinging to his body. His

also had red irises that seemed to glow as soon as

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

that…?' Claudius

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

he noticed movement behind

'He's not alone…?'

him once or twice. His name

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

both appear from the

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

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

The Blanc House should have known what would happen if they went to

why were they

looked nervous, but it wasn't

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

the plan