108 – Execution Center (11)

Valkan frowned. He is a human who suddenly appears and stirs up the inside of the prison.

Something is being installed in the cleaned room. The prison uniform that restrained the body was also changed to other clothes.

The sleeves are wide and you can properly use your stiffened arms. Vulcan growled at the incredible change.

“What are you aiming for?”

“Ughhh. There is only one goal.”

The guard in front of me pretended and raised his brush.

“Let’s comb the tangled hair first!”

“……?”

Forcibly dragged out. I could see hot steam rising from the huge pot.

Heated water. Are you trying to kill me by boiling me alive?!

“Stop paying attention and go in.”

I got kicked in the butt. Vulcan rolled over and fell into the jar.

But something was strange. It wasn’t hot. On the contrary, it felt so good that it was lukewarm.

A long bath. Her tangled hair slowly began to unravel. Vulcan dazedly poured water with her hands.

It is clean water. Vulcan gulped down the water. The guard shuddered and pushed his forehead.

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“I’ll give you water to drink later, so don’t drink it. What are you going to do by drinking the water with the soup?”

“What are you trying to do with me?”

“What are you doing? You know when you see this.”

A white liquid that fills the brush. The jailer rubbed his hands.

A misty bubble arose.

A grinning smile.

“Are you ready?”

“What, what…!”

“What is what!”

Bakbakbak.

The rough hair started to wash out. The stains on his body were peeling off one by one.

“……?”

“Ah. It’s dirty. Turn your back.”

“What is this…?”

“Doesn’t it turn quickly?”

“Uh, huh?”

Vulcan inadvertently turned his back. She shook her back at him.

Rough brushing came and went. He wasn’t that sick. Rather, it felt good.

A slippery body. Filth that slowly peels off.

The dirty body is cleansed. It’s the first bath in years.

Vulcan’s tail waved slightly. Then he suddenly noticed something strange and immediately backed away.

The bubbles scattered.

“What are you doing!”

“What are you doing? You are taking a bath. That’s right. A lot of hands go. Aren’t you coming soon?”

“My, why do you take a bath…”

“It’s dirty, so I wash it. Or what, just to live like that? Do prisoners live without washing?”

“No! We are more than humans…!”

“Then come quickly. If you want to be cleaner than humans, shouldn’t you wash?”

No no.

Isn’t that the problem?

The jailer approached the confused Vulcan. He picked up a shower ball and briskly wiped the filth from his back.

“Isn’t it cool?”

“……”

To be honest, it’s cool. It’s weirder not to. But Vulcan couldn’t figure out the cause of all this.

“…Has the law on prisoner management changed?”

“No?”

“Has there been a separate order from the top?”

“No?”

“Then why? Why are you bathing me?”

“It’s dirty.”

Sol moved diligently.

“Everyone wants to be clean. Aren’t you the same?”

”But…”

I swallowed the back talk. Balkan could not bear to speak.

Until yesterday, I tried to bite that neck. He tried to unleash his fury on him.

But why…Do you show kindness to the person you tried to kill?

“Why are you helping me…?”

“People help people, why do you need a reason?”

It was splashed with water. The foam was washed away.

“So what?”

“…So what…”

“Are you cool?”

Vulcan nodded his head shyly. His tail wiggled.

“Yes…But…”

“That’s all right. Ruler. Can you clean yourself?”

He received the thrown towel. Vulcan blankly wiped his body.

Then he suddenly asked.

“What’s your name?”

“I told you last time, did you forget?”

“I had no intention of remembering.”

“Then, is it different this time?”

“It is different.”

The young guard laughed.

“It’s Zahard.”

Zahard.

Vulcan brushed up his wet hair.

“…I remembered.”

. . .

“How is the water temperature?”

“Ah. Mureungdowon.”

“I asked for the temperature of the water.”

Rakkeum’s thick tail moved. I feel good. The grime on the scales is peeling off, and the inside is being rinsed anew.

It was left unattended for a long time, and the rotten scales came out. It hurt a little, but this side was rather good. When the rotten ones peel off, new scales grow in their place.

Riding on his back, Jahad rubbed his brush.

“Why doesn’t it come off like this?”

“You have suffered a lot. A young jailer.”

“Only in words?”

“…Then what should I do?”

Are you hoping for something? Rockmack laughed bitterly.

A voice grumbled from the back.

“Flip to the left. I have to wash my side.”

“……?”

Lak Kum burst out laughing at her. This is alternative

Ah. Unpredictable. So it’s more fun Rock Keum glanced at the strange existence that entered the dry daily life.

I didn’t know what they were aiming for. He puts on a loose prison uniform, keeps his room clean, and then even has him washed.

“What are you aiming for?”

“When it is under the third scale on the left flank. Only this one doesn’t come off.”

“Take it off yourself. Young jailer. It is not the time to peel off. It’s a rotten scale.”

“Oh. Nice.”

A thump rang out. Zahad opened his mouth quietly.

“Hey. Rock much.”

“What is it?”

“Having these scales removed…Isn’t it a bit of a pleasure?”

“Rotten scales rot to the roots. You can pull it out without difficulty when you tear it off. There is a strange hand taste, there was a doctor specializing in extracting only it in our village.”

“Will you be addicted?”

“Don’t pull out new scales. It doesn’t fall out.”

“I was caught.”

What does it mean to be caught? He’s a funny man

For some reason, he couldn’t stand the corners of his mouth that went up.

“Young jailer. Where are you from?”

“I’m from the church headquarters.”

“What is your main job?”

“Of course he is a priest.”

”That’s right… a priest…”

This may be a sensitive question. But Rockkham wanted to ask.

“What do you think about folk beliefs…?”

Pose a sensitive question to a priest who believes in another god. It was like a kind of defense mechanism for Rock Kum.

Keep your distance. I am a person like this, so I don’t care anymore.

“A folk religion?”

Zahard pulled out the rotten scales.

“Well, those who believe will believe.”

“…..?”

Rakkeum blinked.

“Don’t you think we should drive it out?”

“What?”

“…Those who don’t believe in Ra?”

“It could be.”

“In addition, the lizards are very dangerous…”

“Where is the person who is not dangerous? Everyone lives while hiding their toenails.”

This is an unexpected answer. Lakkum shook her head. He looked back at him.

“…Isn’t that what you say as a priest?”

I didn’t know that these words would come out of my mouth. Zahard patted Lakkum on the head.

“A priest or whatever, there is only one thing to do now.”

“What is it?”

“Turn sideways. I have to take off his right side.”

“…….”

Rakkeum turned around slightly.

“Young jailer. You… Are a strange priest.”

“Uh huh. I’m going to go to the person who washes my body.”

“Cancel.”

Rakkeum laughed.

“A very strange priest.”

. . .

Water burst from inside. Tsubaki giggled.

His hands are free. The plug on his mouth came off and he was able to use his magic at will. Liberty alone. I finally got rid of the crazy withdrawal symptoms.

But the last remaining need was still unfulfilled. Thirst was not quenched simply by popping something.

Ah. I want to explode people. I want to open my head and dig through it.

A fleeting flame. Bursting screams.

Tsubaki liked that. Simply good There was no other way to express it other than that it was good.

How do I escape from here? Should I break the wall at the right time? My skills are rusty, but with a little refinement, somehow…

Fuhuaaak!

Water poured on his head. Tsubaki spit out the hair that was in his mouth.

“What are you doing? I don’t wash.”

“……”

I glanced back at the young guard. Tsubaki didn’t know how to deal with the guard in front of him.

I definitely planted a spell, but it bounced off. All the incantations he muttered in succession exploded in the air.

Those who cannot be defeated by force. It is like a beast. However…

I don’t understand why they are doing this.

“Name. Curious. What?”

I wasn’t familiar with the language of the western continent. I couldn’t even practice because I couldn’t speak and my mouth was forcibly closed. The same language level as when I just came to this continent.

Other guards hated this slurred pronunciation. As if seeing a ticking time bomb about to explode at any moment, I forcibly ignored the conversation.

But the guard in front of me was different. He diligently wiped the grime accumulated on his skin and answered calmly.

“This is Zahard. Can you give me your arm? It’s a bit difficult to wash off.”

“Alone. Possible.”

“I know it’s impossible. There are many parts that people cannot wash alone. I have no idea, so I raise my arm. It’s getting hard because you’re the third, isn’t it?”

Tsubaki calmly raised his arm. His freshness after a long time was not unpleasant at all. Rather good.

She was also a person. She wanted to live in a clean place and eat lots of delicious food. She wanted to sleep comfortably doing what she loved.

If there is anything different from others, it’s just that one desire is different. Tsubaki couldn’t feel pleasure from things that others enjoyed.

Only when dealing with the explosions and tasting the flames was so much fun. He could even risk his life for the momentary pleasure of bursting a human.

A small explosion crackled in Tsubaki’s hand. Zahard sighed.

“Hey there.”

“… Huh?!”

Are your hands flying again? Tsubaki flinched. After rummaging through his pockets, Zahad pulled out something.

“Do not explode and keep this.”

“…Stuff?”

The white vinyl-like surface was slightly swollen with bumpy dots. An object that looks like it has been divided by inflating vinyl.

Tsubaki, who was looking at the item with eyes full of doubt, quietly took it in his hand.

“What?”

“It’s called an air cap… I call it bubble wrap, right? I made it all the way to Philamon, so it will be fun.”

Zahad’s hand gently ran through his hair. The old times were washed away.

“I heard that Tsubaki likes to explode?”

“…..”

“For now, at least you’re blowing it up. I’ll give you something else later.”

Air burst from his hands with a bubble. Tsubaki trembled at the exhilaration that wrapped around his fingertips for the first time in a long time.

Pleasant feeling.

What is this fun?!

Beep, beep, beep.

Tsubaki, who had been hitting him in succession, raised his head subtly. He asked in a whisper.

“Tsubaki. Explosion. Good. More. Agreement?”

“What is strange? I like to explode them too, don’t I?”

Zahad clicked his tongue.

“In the first place, people can’t all like things the same, right? There are a lot of people who don’t like popping bubble wrap, so what?”

“People. Death. Tsubaki. Criminal.”

“We all know that in the first place, only heinous criminals exploded. At least he had a conscience, so he only killed people he wanted to kill, didn’t he? To deceive someone Raise your right arm. Because it’s getting hard.”

“Still, murder. Hatred. I will not? Zahard. Priests. The prison guard.”

“What is hatred?”

Bubble rose.

“The people Tsubaki kills are cheap even if they die, so the next time they escape from here, I’ll kill at least one more person. Okay?”

Tsubaki quietly brought his feet together. He gently held out his arm.

The bubbles washed away once more. In that, Tsubaki thought.

Lack of morality.

The priest is a strange person!