102 – Execution Center (5)

Monica, the warden at the Execution Center, immediately headed for the Fifth Agent. Massive prisoner breakout.

Belatedly, when I visited the scene, it was already a mess. The guards and prisoners were mixed and it was like a mess.

It was belatedly that the security guard rang in the first place. One prisoner was accidentally discovered while the majority of the prisoners had escaped.

A situation where all the thick iron bars are opened and the vicious criminals are gathered in the central cavity to escape the prison.

Even after the establishment of the 1st Penal Execution Center, it was very unusual. Monica gnashed her teeth.

“Rupes ugh…!”

It’s definitely him. Nothing except that he made a mistake!

It’s just a hypothesis, but it’s more appropriate to put the situation to rest rather than seething anger.

“These bastards!”

“Down! Get down! Bastards!”

The joint was already a mess. There was a lot of shouting and screaming.

“Get down, Shibaaal!!!!”

The guards shouted. They hit the prisoners with a suppressor stick. The sound of skin cracking erupted from here and there.

“Evil! Evil!”

“Hold on!!”

The prisoners rebelled. Some even attacked the guards.

In terms of numbers, there were more prisoners. Even if they are wearing restraints, all the prisoners confined here are vicious criminals.

In addition, the ratio of guards to prisoners was almost 1:10. The guards were inevitably struggling with the amount of driving.

“You bastards!”

“Do you want to search?!”

“Did you try killing it!”

“f*ck you for being stuck in such a backward place! I’d rather die!”

“Drill! Cubs! Body!”

“Push it!!!”

The guards who blocked the only exit swayed. The jailer fell out after being hit by her fist and put his nose in Monica’s chest.

“Mo, Monica Chief Warden! Sorry.”

“…Seal the entrance. I won’t let even one escape.”

Monica sighed. Why?

The level of the guards is getting lower day by day. Even if it’s a massive riot…

Being pushed around by prisoners wearing restraints? The guards of the First Penal Execution Center?

“…Why are kids these days like this?”

In the end, I have no choice but to go out on my own.

Monica stretched her whip from around her waist.

Whirick.

“…Huh?”

A prisoner was pinned to the ground by a long whip around her neck. Blood gushed from her crushed nose, and her head shook as if in shock.

Monica retrieved her whip. She threateningly hit the ground. A crackling sound passed through the ground.

“Everyone, go back to your original room.”

“Bur, Monica is already…”

“What the f*ck…!”

The prisoners hesitated. A few unnoticed by her rushed at her.

Most of them are newcomers. Sinners who have just arrived here.

“b*tch like a dog!”

“I was going to make you my b*tch someday…!”

“Catch me! Rub it!!”

“Hey, Hey!!!”

“Those crazy bastards?!”

“Did you eat the nunchi?”

Monica sighed.

The vulgarity of the impossibility of regeneration.

Her hand holding her whip moved.

”All are subject to punishment.”

The whip bent like a snake. Thorns protruded from the joints of the whip due to the holy power wrapped in flames.

Serious injury just by brushing against it. A tool to peel off the skin, only to inflict pain.

Chwaaa!!!!

The bodies of the five prisoners were stripped at once.

The torn skin fell to the floor. A fountain of burst blood soaked the floor.

“Quaaa!!!!!”

“Ah…Ahhh…?!”

“Oops… Such a f*ck…”

Screams echo. Every prisoner’s footsteps came to a halt.

An expression stained with fear. A stiff body that hesitates and steps backwards.

Ah.

Monica trembled with her body. I put my finger on her face.

Even if they were garbage that could not be rehabilitated, at least one taste was real. The pleasure of tearing the skin. Legitimate edification that scatters blood!

“Haaa…”

The expression that had been frozen like ice melted in the exhilarating breath he exhaled.

The mouth of the always sincere warden was filled with a mischievous smile.

“Are there any more?”

As if in a tempting tone, the prisoners meekly knelt on the floor.

Because there were certain types of people who shouldn’t fight against the world.

If I had to pick my hand first, it was a crazy b*tch pretending to be normal!

“…Hmm.”

Monica regretfully removed her whip. The thorns protruding from the thorn whip disappeared again.

The heated expression also quickly cooled. The warden, who became more spirited, gave the order.

“Check the list. After making sure that no one has escaped, put all the sinners in the room. Don’t forget to fill the restraint strength up to 10.”

“Yes, four! All right! Superintendent Monica!”

Fortunately, the central aisle was not pierced. Perhaps no one escaped.

Still, in case you never know, Monica, together with the other guards, put the prisoners back in the prison and checked the numbers.

“…Um?”

Monica blinked her eyes. She raised her head again to confirm.

One is empty. In an empty prison, Monica climbed through the prison door.

“Is it true that all the prisoners were put in properly?”

“Yes, yes. You’re right.”

“……”

Monica glanced behind her. It is certainly. No one was able to get out of the central hallway, which must be stopped to get out of the prison cell.

The only thing we met was the warden, Rupes. Other than that, I didn’t see anything else.

“…When did the riot happen?”

“It was time to check the number of prisoners every four to thirty minutes. One of the guards transferred to the ward was caught by a prisoner and his key was taken…”

“Who is the prisoner?”

“That, I didn’t hear that…”

Monica put her hand on a large poster in her room. A picture taken by a handsome man.

But I can feel it. This is not just a poster. The wind is blowing behind this.

A sensation that can never be felt in a closed wall.

“…Ah. Really.”

Monica swept her face. She ripped off the poster wildly.

The wind blew.

Tunnel.

There was a cave dug by a prisoner, connected to the ground, in front of me.

“I’m going crazy.”

The riot was a hoax. The prisoner who dug the tunnel must have deliberately set the other prisoners free to give them time to get out.

“This guy here is… Evelynn? A female killer with an abnormally strong grip?”

“Yes, yes! You’re right!”

“Looks like you dug a tunnel with your fingers. But the restraints must have been filled…”

Monica jerked open her closet. Her stripped restraints lay haphazardly in it.

A restraint that cannot be taken off alone. However, the fact that she is still naked… Means that someone has taken care of her.

Her face is a smooth woman. Did you seduce the jailer? No. It can’t be. Most jailers are made up of two-person teams, so it’s too dangerous unless you seduce them both at once. In the first place, all the guards who manage the female gang are also women.

Then the more likely suspect is…

A man I happened to witness coming out of the 5th Division.

Guardian Rupes who has the master key.

＂… Lupesanan … This dog is really … The woman turns around …

In a fit of rage, Monica walked into the tunnel. She turned and she glared at the guards.

“I will chase alone, so I don’t need any support. Take orders from Warden Cynthia until I return. And immediately, report everything that happened here to the warden.”

“Mo, Monica Chief!”

“However, chasing a murderer who escaped from prison alone is dangerous!”

“You have to run diligently. And none of you can come close to me.”

If a murderer escapes, there is only one place to go.

The nearest small town, Philamon, is famous for its hot springs.

He is a heinous murderer. They must be caught immediately before they become civilian casualties.

You must run faster than the horse. Monica started climbing up the tunnel.

Please.

Please don’t be late.

. . .

“Hey… if it’s food… me?”

“Yes. Where is anyone else besides you?”

The woman licked her lips.

“Did you wear thin clothes that are good for eating? Can you take it off so my sister can taste it herself? Or do I peel it myself?”

“…….?”

No what.

I am also a man. Okay. Maybe this situation would be good.

But no matter how you look at it, the situation isn’t quite right. Isn’t Maya watching over there?

Moreover, I’m not a bastard who goes into heat with any woman. Unfortunately, this word has its own fidelity.

I really don’t want to be with a girl I don’t like.

And that prison uniform…

“Is it from Tantalus?”

“That, how?”

“Wouldn’t it be weird if you were wearing a prison uniform and didn’t know?”

I’m dizzy. Dizzy.

It is true that we have to go there first. However, being connected in this way is a specification.

Takes away the escaped prisoner himself. Doesn’t anyone look at it?

On this occasion, it is a godsend to be harmless and appear to be a good person. You have to do that if you want to seduce Veronica, the head of the First Penal Execution Center.

A gambling maniac and a combat maniac. A woman who finds everything trivial and stimulating.

But she was a woman with mannerisms who knew that the basis of that would not change even if she worked hard.

She likes provocative things, but the type she is really attracted to is a pure person. She was a woman who liked unspoilt goodwill.

My favorite type is small animals. I’ve grown a bit taller, but looks aren’t everything.

I wonder if they’ll be nice to me if I pretend to be small. You should even bend your back.

At least looking like a pure and weak priest was the best way to get a good impression.

But take the escaped criminal and drag him away… What else can you do other than boasting about your strength?

If that happens, pretending to be innocent is the same as eating too much. I waved my hands.

“Excuse me, can I give you some money?”

“…What?”

“No, because all I have is money.”

I held out my wallet. With suspicious eyes, the woman snatched her wallet.

Until you open your wallet and open your eyes wide.

“…Are you just a child of a conglomerate family?”

“I’m just a nerd. That’s all i have Will you let us go?”

“No?”

Uh huh.

She is greedy.

“Isn’t it because you don’t really have anything? If you want, you can take everything out of that backpack over there.”

The most important thing is in the pocket anyway. There are only souvenirs bought here.

They are the only things that can be bought again even if stolen. If you can calmly pass on those things, it can’t be a really good ending.

“President. Maya…”

“Shh. Stay still.”

No. No.

You can see blood if you get entangled for no reason. The chief of the 1st Penal Execution Center is subtly sharp, so it’s best to just not get involved.

“Can you send us?”

“…Hmm.”

The woman moved her hand. She tore the wall right next to her with her bare hands.

Wooddeuk.

Dust rose. I stared blankly at it. The grip is strong. Is it innate?

“You see, I count a little? But that’s it. I mean, the heart is good. When you come out with such a low profile, you feel like letting go of a country like this.”

“I’m glad.”

“But first…Let’s see…Should I send it to that little boy? You stay.”

“Yes?”

“I told you. I want to taste it. Give it a shot It’s not like it’s worn out by giving it to you, right? It just happened to be my style…”

The woman smiled broadly. He snapped her pelvis.

“I will show you the paradise. Huh? Of course, it’s not a recommendation. There are no other options. Forced.”

“…Oh sh*t.”

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Maya bared her teeth. Her eyes grew even more red.

“If you touch the boss…”

“Shh. Maya.”

Eight. f*ck.

This is why greed is poison if it goes too far. That’s what you’re trying to do with an extravagance that’s out of proportion.

“I’ll do it.”

I took a stride. Stood right in front of her.

The woman laughed. She reached out and checked the inside of my clothes.

A small whistle.

“Oh…You look good? Did you exercise to get eaten by your sister?”

“No?”

I broke the girl’s shin.

Bagak.

It was shabby indeed for a bone-breaking sound.

“Huh?”

With a stupid sound, the woman fell over. I put my foot on the fallen woman’s head. He let out a deep sigh.

“Hey… You b*tch.”

I pressed it straight ahead. The woman’s face was sunk deep under the plank.

Wooddeuk!

“Turn it off?!”

I pressed the head that was about to come up once again. My head, digging deeper, struggled.

But it is weak. You know that I’ve been building up my strength to get hit by these small pups.

In the first place, now I’m at the level where I can compete with the famous strong people on the continent.

The Realm of Munchkin.

It’s like stepping into that place!

“I have to go when it is sent. Huh? Are you so blind?”