Surviving As An Extra In Fantasy World Isn't Easy



This woman was a tough nut to crack and Lucas had to accept the fact.

The woman did not give any leeway. Lucas couldn't find a single opening no matter how hard he tried to persist and drag down the fight with his battered body.

Seeing the situation getting out of hand, he knew he had to come up with a measure otherwise he would die.

Since she didn't reveal any opening, he needs to create it. There is no one without an opening.

All one needs to do is to create the right scenario and he has successfully created one.

All he needs to do now is to exploit it.

Lucas's shoulder, which slumped down previously giving an impression that he was going to pass out, suddenly rose and his hands moved swiftly like a whip.

Drawing near, Lucas swayed his body a bit letting the sword stab the upper part of his left lung. The pain momentarily blinded his vision. His face contorted due to the pain, but still, he was not letting the opportunity go, he leaned closer with a lifeless gaze.

Taking the chance of the woman's happiness of winning the battle, he caught her off guard and wrapped his arms around the woman's arms holding her shoulder.

And then…

Swishhh!

He stabbed her right below the neck, at the centre of the clavicle.

He wanted to go for the throat but he missed because his hand trembled, unable to muster any more strength to go up momentarily.

The woman's eyes almost popped out of the socket and she hopped back pressing the spot near the clavicle.

She pulled out the sword and immediately looked for a healing potion.

Mustering all his remaining strength, Lucas dug right into her, slamming his body against her.

BANG!

She fell to the ground emitting a groan. The vial of potions bounced off on the ground and splattered.

The woman's body stiffened. In a daze, the face of a man asking for blood filled in her eyes.

Seeing the bloodthirsty look on her face, her senses screamed for danger.

"I admit defeat. Please spare me."

"I am willing to take a mana oath."

"My name is Mira.."

"I swear in the name of Goddess...."

However, before she could finish her sentence, a silver flash penetrated her shoulder.

Lucas pulled out a dagger.

Simple yet oddly sharp.

Following that the sound of cartilage shattering resounded. The blade lodged onto Mira's shoulder.

Blood gushed out. Mira made a face that Lucas could not have imagined before. A shrill scream escaped from her lips.

In sudden pain, she clutched her shoulder and looked up at him with eyes mixed with fear and doubt.

"Please spare. I will devote my whole body and heart."

SLASH!

Before she could finish, another silver line was drawn. This time the knife lodged directly into the lower left chest piercing through the rib cage.

"Disgusting."

"I loathe whores like you."

Shaking her pupils, her body trembled like a frightening cat.

"Please...."

Her eyes brimmed with tears.

"I still have some use. I can relay you the information about the organization I worked for. They transplanted a bomb into my chest. If I die, it will go off so let's retreat for now."The woman's voice quivered.

Lucas stared down without any change in expression.

No one knew what was going through his mind. The woman felt suffocated seeing the deathly stillness.

Lucas slid his fingers through her pale face and held her chin.

"Beauty, it seems you underestimate people too much."

"Let me tell you something."Lucas's lips curled upwards with a vicious grin.

"Omen...I knew more about it compared to a random bitch."

"Whattt?"

Mira's eyes opened wide and before she could speak, something struck her.

A deep piercing pain snapped her body.

Looking down, she saw the boy stabbing her chest and lodged the knife into her breast.

Pulling out, he stabbed again intending to dig holes in her body.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

She wriggled and her body convulsed as Lucas pulled it back, and stabbed again.

Mira was so terrified that her body started to tremble especially when the man turned her gaze at him.

The darkness seeped out from the depth of the boy's body making her blood freeze. Her lips and throat hurt due to screaming again and again, her body felt so weak that she couldn't even voice out again.

Her eyes will be filled with deep fear as if she was looking for a ravenous beast. For a moment, she even wondered if this guy doesn't have any shred of empathy.

She had saved herself using the honey trap but it failed against the boy.

Seeing her dimming consciousness Lucas stabbed straight into her chest.

[You have killed an early 3-Star.You have gained 15000 experience points.]

'It seems the previous one is still holding onto his life.'

He knew about the bomb thing. Some of them have while some don't and this woman had a bomb planted in her body. Lucas could hear the small ticking sound emerging from her chest.

Though he looked calm, he was panicking inside. He would not die due to the protection locket but Charles would die and he did not want to waste a slot for such a minor thing.

Taking out her storage ring, he stood up and darted towards Charles and tried to drag him up.

"Damn, this bastard is heavy!"Lucas almost faltered in his steps. His left side was burning and his body was battered still he kept running.

Lucas put Charles on the back with the thought of using him as a shield in case of an explosion.

Lucas carrying Charles had hardly walked away for a few meters when a deadly explosion burst out.

BOOM!

Like waves of the sea, fire burst and spread like a shockwave.

Lucas and Charles were hit by the shock wave. Lucas's body jerked up in pain that messed up his internals causing him to cough blood.

Both of them are thrown on the ground and just as the fiery dust clouds were about to assault them, a chilly voice echoed.

[Breath Of Frost]

Swish!

The flame spreading around froze into a crystalline mass of ice turning into a live sculpture of a frozen cloud.

The last scene Lucas saw through his dimming consciousness was a person's back drafted by snowy white hair with bluish curls.