The Retired Hero is an Extra

"Anything? Anything she says," the man reiterated before bursting into forced laughter.

"Haah," he scoffed with disgust as his eyes remained focused on the still unconscious men.

"Luc'. Wake them up. Now!" he ordered before turning to face Aoife.

The man silently stared at her murderously, not hiding his hatred in the least.

It was as if he couldn't care less about the consequences of his actions, but that wasn't the truth.

"Nothing will work. Network and satellite jammers are activated here," he remarked, looking at the clenched phone in Aoife's hands.

Unlike his appearance, he had planned every single step to get the results he wanted, irrespective of the cost.

'Even if it costs me everything, it doesn't matter as long as I satiate my vengeance.'

That line of thought motivated the man to make his move today.

"You look anxious," he began. "What? You thought you'd be able to go for your broadcast?"

"No. I am not involved politically," he clarified before Aoife could even come to that conclusion.

Though her thoughts were a mess after looking at her husband and brother, she was mature enough to keep it in check.

Hence, her first guess was his political involvement which persisted despite his words.

After all, there was no trust between them.

He was literally blackmailing her!

Not wanting to think about this hateful man, her eyes darted to her loved ones, only to freeze at the sight.

Both of their cheeks were swollen and red with fingerprints with slightly bigger marks on their necks.

—Thud!

"Boss, they aren't waking up," Luc' stated, dropping their bodies as if they were a bag of rice.

"Hm?" the man made a sound of acknowledgement before advising, "Kick them. Stab them. Crush their family jewels. Just wake them up."

A chill ran down Aoife's spine hearing his savage and barbaric words yet the worst hadn't even come.

The golden-haired woman nodded without the slightest twitch on her face, raised their bodies, and took her position to drop a flurry of attacks.

"NO! STOP!" Aoife shouted in desperation, but no one cared about her emotions at the moment.

Truth be told, it was the first time someone refused her words since her childhood.

Many did oppose her opinion from time to time but they always agreed in the end.

However, the man seemed uninterested in her mental state or anything else as he ignored her desperate pleas.

'Not enough,' he thought, noticing how Aoife had yet to even shed tears or break down.

"Luc'. Take it up a notch," he commanded, his voice full of malicious intent.

Finally, Aoife couldn't take it anymore and closed her eyes.

She wasn't stupid enough to believe that any of her rash actions would get her out of here.

Instead, she believed that the longer she stood her ground, the higher the chances of a rescue or some miracle.

Unfortunately, she remained unaware of the crazy preparations the man made today.

Not only were all kinds of radio waves blocked, he even had hundreds of guards in the area.

No one could enter even an area of two kilometers radius from this place, not to mention the core area where they stood.

However, that wasn't all he had planned, and it was yet to be unveiled.

—Bam!

Suddenly, the loud sound caught everyone's attention as Aoife visibly flinched and reflexively opened her eyes.

The sight that greeted her wasn't a pleasant one, though.

Blood splattered on the ground from multiple wounds caused by the sharp heels of Luc'.

Fortunately, the awake sight of her husband made her feel a slight happiness before worry overwhelmed her mind.

"Haa..." her husband panted for breath, unaware of everything that happened after he got abducted.

Only when he recognized the figure of Aoife near him did he calm down and immediately called out, "Da-ugh"

His incoherent speech was cut short as he received a sharp slap on his left cheek.

"Why weren't you waking up sooner? You had little Luc' work so hard—why?"

His words drew puzzled looks from his men, while Luc' appeared unfazed and seemed to be... enjoying it?

"S-stop!" Aoife, the most affected by everything, stammered in her words.

Yet in the next second everyone's attention was caught by a sound as if an animal was being slaughtered.

—Squelch

"AAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

All the men instinctively covered their crotch as they sucked in a cold breath at the sight excluding the man who had ordered such a despicable thing.

On the other hand, Aoife seemed to have witnessed the most devastating sight in her life as her face appeared to have lost all its color.

Yet the sight of Luc' as she looked calmly at her work with an admiring look was enough to send chills down any man's spine.

It turns out that she had smashed his family jewels for real!

Without any hesitation at all!

Even Aoife's husband gulped in nervousness, unable to imagine the pain he must be going through.

And truly he was as he rolled on the ground, clutching his bleeding family jewels.

Only, the culprit seemed to not like it as she threatened, "Stop moving or I will cut it off."

Her threat might not have worked before, but now? It worked wonders.

Despite all his agony, Aoife's brother stopped moving, though his body still twitched due to the unexpected sensation.

A chilling silence fell over the area as Aoife's husband felt relieved to have woken up after only a beating.

The silence soon broke when the mastermind addressed Luc', "Girl, what did I tell you about letting your personal feelings into work?"

Luc' immediately bowed. "I am sorry, boss. But I couldn't help it," she justified her actions.

"Understandable." He nodded to her and the confusing conversation ended.

"Wait! What do you mean personal!? What did my brother ever do to her?" Aoife cried out.

Her tone was raw with her seething rage, but it only served to amuse him.

"What did he do, huh?" he reiterated with a creepy smile. "Why ask when you know him better?"

"Boss, may I?" Luc' interfered, wanting to say it herself.

Understanding her intent, the hazel-eyed man nodded.

"How would you feel if someone touched you against your will? I'd want to kill them. You should be glad your brother's still alive."

"Not for long, though," she mumbled to herself as the others registered her loud words.

Gaining some sense of self, her brother looked at Luc' through his blurry vision and rambled, "Yugh-yuh-yughh..."

His words remained a mystery to them, but it was obvious he recognized her.

"Yes, yes, she's the assassin you sent to kill me," the man mentioned matter-of-factly as if it were no big deal.

Everyone at the scene looked at him as if seeing a crazy person.

Just who the heck employs an assassin paid to kill you as your subordinate?

"You know, your brother thought he could have his way with her just because she also works in honey trapping," the man casually steered the conversation away.

"Only an idiot would try to gain an assassin's enmity."

Hearing the man's reproachful words, Aoife's brother finally realized who this woman was.

In the next second, he seemed to have lost all hope as the weight of his realization finally sat in.

'The man opposite isn't someone we can hope to escape from,' he thought, the light in his eyes dimming.