106 – Execution Center (9)

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“…The alcohol tastes like a beggar too.”

It’s a disgusting place. Rupes put down his drink. The office was quiet, infinitely sunken.

All the guards who assisted in the work were also sent out. Otherwise, it was such a small place that I couldn’t spend time alone.

「This is the last time you look at me. Rupes.”

Veronica’s words rang in my ears. The pair years. Even female prisoners are guarded to commit crimes, it’s very tricky.

Tantalos was a boring city. Even going outside, it was difficult to expect proper facilities. All that was gathered was a shabby gambling hall and not-so-pretty prostitutes.

The warden, Rupes, poured another glass of vodka. The melted ice hit the glass with a small sound.

He did come for a cause. But adapting to the environment is another matter.

Woman. Gambling. Drug. Luxury.

There are so many things to enjoy in the world. They say you can touch the female prisoners when you want to make rice cakes…

I can’t really be satisfied.

They don’t even lend a hand to the really sweet b*tches.

If I were to choose the year I want to f*ck the most, would it be that year? Rupes took a sip of vodka.

A monster that doesn’t even look like a human. A madman bomb that never knows when it will explode. Excluding the dumb b*tch who might become a half asshole if touched…

The warden Monica and Veronica.

I mean, those two are the best in terms of beauty.

“…But.”

Veronica can’t. No matter how hard she tried to roll it in her head, she couldn’t come up with a situation to f*ck.

It’s not even a year to be quietly eaten. b*tch to open her mouth and rip my bottom.

Compared to that…

Monica.

That b*tch looks delicious. A body that is ready to explode at any moment and eyes that look sincere make you want to bully them at any time.

I avoid it every time it hits me, but that’s what it tastes like. What if you forcefully commit it?

When ‘that day’ comes, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to take advantage of the confusion and lie down on the bed. I checked the escape route, and I checked how the security system worked.

You just have to go out and worry about what to do. Even if your boss wants to make a spot, it’s up to you how you roll it.

I’m sure you’ll get a huge reward. As a result of doing a great job, you will undoubtedly rise to an important position.

Above all, if you bring another ‘gift’, wouldn’t you be guaranteed a better seat?

“…Let’s see.”

I opened the drawer. I took out the secretly stolen letter.

The one Monica was carrying. It was mixed in the report.

It was rare for letters to come from outside. I would have guessed that what was stolen just in case was a win.

The original purpose was to verify whether the letter was from one’s boss or not. But surprisingly, the contents inside were completely different.

It was the first handwriting I had ever seen, but the name written at the end was a name I had heard many times.

“Dimona the Heretic Inquisitor.”

The guard in charge of Unit 10 has been changed for a month. She was even given orders not to intervene.

The person in charge of the change is Inquisitor Zahard.

He was a direct subordinate of the Inquisitor of Dimona. He didn’t know his purpose, but it was clear that he was someone who would become an enemy to his superiors.

He must be a very important person, judging from the fact that he wrote “Please take good care of me” While attaching reasons to the contents of the letter.

This is a letter written by the world’s Dimona Judge. Even though she is a woman who has a certain area of public and private affairs, if she puts a charm that is not even in her letter, the guess was unmistakable.

Rupes turned the chair around.

Good. Very good. Just in time for the plan to ripen, to be able to handle even Dimona and the Heretic Inquisitor’s minions.

The report has already been completed. He reported to his superiors, sending the fastest comm.

He must have been very pleased. Still, he should take a sneak peek in preparation for the unknown.

Maybe you can get information you don’t know.

Rupes emptied the rest of his drink.

He said he was in charge of the management of the 10th unit. He didn’t know that maybe he would die alone, even if he didn’t use his hands.

That was Rupes’ domain. He had a reason why he deliberately took over a place that others were reluctant to do.

Human malice builds up one by one. He had once seen how far the figure had reached.

There is no change. Even when the angel of Ra came down, nothing changed.

Because a moment of goodwill can’t cover all the terrible malice.

. . .

“You can report it to me once a day. Got it?”

“It’s okay. Go do your thing.”

“Yes? What, what are you going to do…”

“What are you doing?”

Is this where people live? Let’s clean up before making noise because it’s edification or rehabilitation for the kids.

“I’m going to overthrow everything.”

After sending Monica out, I continued to stretch. Let’s see. Where should I start?

Every single thing was a mess. The outer walls were covered with mold, and rusty spots were visible here and there. And there’s a fairly wide range.

It was difficult to do it alone. But I had a guy who was nothing short of a moving army.

Maya, the Black Death Witch, raised her head. He grabbed my sleeve tightly.

“Can Maya help?”

“Of course. She believes.”

“…Really?”

“If I don’t trust excellent employees, who do I trust?”

I rolled up my sleeves. I looked at Maya and smiled wide.

“Shall we start cleaning?!”

“Let’s go.”

The shadow of Maya stretched. Strange creatures I had seen before leaked out in the endless space.

The number is small. There weren’t many, as in the original Paramer it numbered in the hundreds of thousands. Only a few thousand were taken away.

But that was enough.

No matter how weakened it may be, that is the monster of the clock tower. It was the same as the infinite source of evil that only remained in its shell.

The rotten one – Ratten stood up. They wriggled and united into giants, then picked up dirty cleaning supplies.

I also raised my holy power. When he was tired, he poured out ‘cleansing’.

“Let’s wipe it clean!”

. . .

Rakkeum heard the sound outside the cluttered cage. Is something happening I got up from my seat wearing a straitjacket and clung to the barbed wire.

The grotesque giants were moving. Rotten me was sucked into my nostrils. A strange smell that I’ve never smelled before in a penal execution facility.

The body, which moves as if it has no self, seemed to be simply doing repetitive work. After wiping and filtering, it made the spot that had passed by shine in an instant.

“Let’s bring some more water.”

The first person standing in front was the new guard who had greeted them before. He was a man who spoke honorifics even to himself, a prisoner.

Zahard carried a huge pot from which he did not know where he was carrying it. He poured a colossal amount of water on the floor and cleaned the area neatly by removing the grime.

The filth comes off. Mold that has been there since when is removed.

The wallpaper was replaced with a new one, and a faint scent began to waft into the building, which had only been filled with musty smell.

Lizard Lakkum stared blankly at the flames clinging to the wall. The sparks that began to stick one by one were breathing life into the previously dark prison.

Bakbakbak.

At the cool mopping sound, Rock Keum laughed hysterically. What is this.

Has there ever been a guard who cleaned like this as soon as he took office?

It was all that everyone was afraid of. He used to avoid making eye contact. Was he fearless or deep in thought?

I didn’t know what to do. But this scent was just as good.

It won’t last long, but it’s good to be clean. Come to think of it…

He hasn’t cleaned his scales in a while. It’s been a while since I changed my straitjacket.

“…….”

People have always had to adapt to their environment. But that didn’t lead to happiness right away.

Unhumane treatment. He was already giving up on the treatment he wouldn’t do to livestock. Warden Monica would talk to her every time she stopped by, but in fact, he had given up on going out.

Nevertheless, the reason I stayed calm was because of my compatriots who might be outside.

If one endures, the fever lives. Lakkham knew that by being here, the danger of the lizards was reduced.

The reason he didn’t carry a spear even though he was a tribal hero was because he could save more lives by doing so.

He wants to save his one life, but he can’t push other lizards into a battlefield where he can’t win.

But even so, when you smell the change…

A little bit.

I feel like I want to live a little bit like a human being.

It would be nice if I could take off my dirty straitjacket and live in a cleaner environment.

Rakkkeum lifted his foot slightly. As the water poured violently from the jar, the water rushed in like a small wave and leaked into the inside of the iron window.

The straitjacket is still on. However, if even a little water touches it, wouldn’t the scales on the inside be clean? Lakkum slipped his foot into the water. Her body trembled at the touch for the first time in a long time.

“…Water.”

Yes. It is water. It is the water that reminds me of the time I lived hunting fish in the river.

Lak Kum recalled the scenery of her hometown after a long time. Amidst the familiar smell of water and the sound of slapping, she recalled her old days.

His feet slowly submerged. The dirty water flowed out again. Rock Kum slowly closed her eyes.

If you can savor it, savor it even a little…

It’s rattled.

The iron bars were opened. Rakkeum trembled startled.

“What are you doing while standing?”

“…Young jailer.”

Our eyes met. It’s a jailer. Rockmack nudged her foot backwards -Q.

It was the guard who always lifted the pressure stick first when an unexpected action took place. It was itchy, but the scales that had been hardened by the long confinement sometimes peeled off.

It was a very bitter experience. This jailer might be like that too. As soon as he arrived, he began to engage in eccentricities, but at the root of it, he was a person who managed sinners.

Rakkeum lowered his head. A head once bowed could be bowed further at any time.

“I’m sorry. My feet are dirty, so I washed them.”

“Why is that?”

“…Sorry for the sudden action. I’ll be looking at the wall again.”

“Why not?”

Zahard tilted his head.

“Don’t say anything strange, just turn around.”

“……”

Rakkeum let out a sigh. He knelt down and stared blankly at the wall.

Are you doing it again? Beating corporal punishment. I can’t help it. Let’s silently accept this time.

Rakkeum closed his eyes. Prepared for the pain that was soon to come. It was clear that the decaying scales would hurt, but there was no other way than to endure it.

I just want this moment to end as soon as possible…

Jumping.

“…Um?”

His hands are free. The broken straitjacket tumbled around the stiff joints.

It’s been a while. His bound arms were working properly. Rakkkeum tremblingly looked back.

How young is this guy? Are you unaware of my dangers because I am new?

Release me, the strongest warrior in the tribe?

“Young jailer.”

“Don’t stare blankly and take this.”

Something was thrown. He has a small rolling pin for himself. He groaned and fidgeted with her rolling pin.

“Why this…”

“Do you want to take a bath? But be patient. I’ll finish this and help you out. It will be much refreshing to take a bath after cleaning the room. Yes?”

“What is that…?”

“Or were you going to keep living here? No way. I’d rather die. If you live in a clean place, you can be called a human being.”

People.

It’s been too long since I heard that sound from someone else’s mouth. It was such an old story that I forgot it and couldn’t even remember it.

Lakkum blinked his eyes. He started scrubbing the floor with the rolling pin he was holding.

“…Aren’t you afraid of me? I can get out young jailer. Did you forget the danger?”

“What is dangerous? Am I the most dangerous here?”

Zahard scrubbed the floor like him.

“I have to clean it thoroughly, so I’ll let you clean the ceiling. Because I’m not tall enough.”

“…Poof.”

Lakkum shrugged his shoulders. What a stupid sound

But I rather liked it. Lakkum nodded his head.

“Be careful not to touch your head in the musty water. A young jailer.”

“Can I help you take a bath after finishing?”

“…Nice.”

Lak Kum moved his body slowly. Get clean The room was always dirty.

It’s a strange feeling.

I never thought I would experience something like this again.

“Please. A young jailer.”