I'm an Extra, so What?

Chapter 33 - 33: Taking The Trash Out

As more platforms turned green, signaling the end of each fight, Luka leaned back in his seat and yawned.

One by one, combatants finished their matches—some emerging victorious, others limping away in defeat.

Luka's gaze drifted across, waiting.

He wasn't particularly invested in any of the fights, but he knew one match would be worth watching.

Then, finally, the moment arrived.

Arthur stepped onto a platform.

He moved with a natural confidence, his sword resting easily in his hand.

His usual charismatic smile played on his lips, but his sharp gaze was

"Welp…" Arthur approached, looking down at the broken noble with a mixture of disappointment and satisfaction.

"I made a mistake earlier, thinking I should hold back," he murmured.

Then, with a casual shrug, he added, "Consider this my redemption."

With that, he kicked Vincent's limp body aside like discarded trash before turning away.

As Arthur walked off the platform, medical staff rushed past him, tending to the unconscious noble.