Struggling Hard As The Lord Of A Castle In A Different World

A whole day since the Lunaria Maru drinking incident.

With all that happened yesterday, I think I'm a prisoner's appraisal of working without taking a break today.

Though his body hurts, he was feeling better when he busted a mysterious syringe from Lunaria again after returning from outside the wall.

What the hell would I use to recover so easily, on the contrary, has become scary.

I'm also afraid that they're making my body feel painless before I know it, so what the hell are the ingredients? And I asked, "Do you really want to know? Don't you regret it," he pushed and stopped listening scared.

"Time, break!

The guard's voice echoes in the workplace, and we stop.

The time is one o'clock in the afternoon, lunch break for forced labour.

The distributor's guard hasn't arrived yet, but as usual, the prisoners begin to gather to pick up less lunch.

I'll line up with Chris at the rear of the line that's forming.

"Ha... I'm tired"

Chris in front brought it to me with his glossy exhale.

Now he's a beautiful young man who turns everyone around looking like a man, but the contents are women.

Chris looks at me more chilly.

"What were you doing yesterday?

"We talked at night, didn't we?

"If you look pale and come home and play a little bit, you don't know."

No, I should have explained it better.

Why are you acting like a chara guy who likes to play at night?

"Ha... you're such a sinful man to leave a woman to play."

"Because you're a man now"

"Feelings are always maiden."

"You've denied everything for about half your life now."

I've heard a little bit about Chris' past, but he's been raised as an actor all along for growing up in a tough troupe.

That's why he lived as a man both when he lived normally and when he went to school.

After such a thorough life, when he was summoned by King Hex in a chatter summons, he changed the gender of his body into a specific body freely replaced.

This made him a man of both fame, but when he realized that the man's life lasted longer, he understood the woman's heart more deeply than the man's.

"Fine, even a woman who keeps waiting and getting fooled. If it's for you, it's pain, love."

"Just haven't been around all day, stop being a rubbed woman"

"I'm just kidding."

Chris has a nostalgic grin with Couscous. I think that dazzling smile in a man's appearance is a sin.

After a while, the guard, who was always supposed to hand out lunch, came by hand today.

The prisoners bother with this.

"That? I'm always supposed to bring a bunch of paper bags full of black bread."

"I guess we're not even out of lunch..."

"What, but they were handing out apples or bananas to everyone this morning, right?

Chris tilts his neck.

Yes, for the first time this morning, breakfast was served in this prison.

This was the first time this had happened, but being able to take energy in the morning was gratifying for the prisoners who were forced to work harshly.

"You're going to let me work all day with that breakfast."

"No way..."

I'm afraid I can't say enough about it.

What a life we have over here on their hands.

But the prediction was betrayed in a good way, and the devil guards with big asses and breasts came with a big pot in the trolley.

When the lids of the three large pans are opened, the corn soup, stew and vegetable soup give the hot air and at the same time fill the area with a good smell.

This appetizing scent, I've only eaten black bread before, so I forgot the concept of smell for a long time.

"Wow..."

Prisoners lose their words before cooked dishes.

The body, tired by labor, and the stomach, accustomed to a qualitative diet, awaken at the same time.

"Su, that's amazing..."

"Oh, that's all juice..."

"No, I didn't. I've never had a treat like this before. What the hell happened..."

The devil guards serve soup and stew on the plate without any particular explanation.

"Come and get it quick"

When the Devil's Watch says so, an already formed line proceeds and receives the dishes in turn.

We came back to pick up the food while we were distracted, too.

"I didn't know you could really get a meal..."

Besides, if I thought it was one of the three species to choose from, I gave it all to me. With white bread and apple dessert.

Wouldn't this be better than a poor poor poor man's meal?

Neighbor Chris seemed to think the same thing, and he was suddenly struggling to understand why his meal had gotten better.

"There's no such thing as the last supper, right?

"Don't be afraid. That's what I'm starting to think..."

Your role ends today. I'll execute them all, so I'll feed them something as good as today. Oh, my God. I'm going to tell you later.

We put our mouths on the dish because it just chills even as we watch.

"Wow, delicious..."

"Really... I feel like I miss something"

I feel like I've had this dish somewhere. I was surprised at the flavoring that was perfect for my tongue.

The other prisoners even wept over the warm dishes they thought they couldn't eat anymore.

"But there's definitely something about this, right?

"Maybe the Debble bastard woke up in a merciful heart, huh?

"No, it's still more realistic to be told that meteorite magic (Meteo) will wipe out the world tomorrow."

"I agree with that."

Then again, the demon guards who served me, that is, Mr. Lunaria and Mr. Ingrid, would definitely try to relate.

"You don't realize anything? When this kind of change happens, you're probably involved."

"Don't call people like troublemakers. If there is, it's about yesterday."

"You mean your chances of getting away were crushed?

"Ugh, it's not a mistake."

"I'm kidding. You don't have to worry about us. You don't have to run alone if you have a chance."

"What's the real deal?

"Don't leave me alone!

I scratch Chris' hair that stuck to me and stroke him.

Nice looking guy with tits but cute personality.

But don't hug me in a man's condition. The aunts around me are dying.

"So you don't realize it in the end?

"Well, after we took down the Hyde Dragon and went back to prison, we became friends with the Commander of the Demon Army."

"I'm saying Shire, but you don't know what that means. If anything happens, I can get along with the Commander of the Devil's Army."

"I'll reward you for helping my sister and the other two. They told me to say whatever I wanted."

"What is he, a demon who fulfills his wishes?"

"Well, if I tell you to let all the prisoners go, they'll kill you when you get well." Then tell him to treat the prisoner better, and he'll be fine. "

Tell Mr. Ingrid to soften his interactions a hundred times since he got back to prison yesterday.

"Isn't that it?

"Is that what you said yesterday and can do today? And in the words of a prisoner."

"I don't know."

As the two of us tilted their necks and had lunchtime, we saw the drinking girl from all over come to the entrance to the workplace.

The white mecha geek girl checked inside the workplace with chilli, and it seemed like she tried to rip it off immediately, but I called her in as much as I wanted.

Lunaria comes here with no interest as she plays her long red hair.

"What is it? For once, I'm still a great person, so I have trouble being easily summoned."

"Is this it?

I put up a plate with soup and stew on it.

Say hello and ask about today's meal.

"Isn't that soup?

"You'll see. Did you just fool around?

"Glad you noticed"

"You're not. I'm asking why the food suddenly went up about three ranks. It was always just black bread like stone."

Isn't that because you told me to treat you better?

"Then I knew Mr. Lunaria would"

"My sister put more pressure on Superintendent Debble than on me. It's true that there are people who are sick in terms of diet and treatment, and that leads to a loss of productivity, and I let them admit it with surprise."

"Sure, I can't say no if that guy tells me to do it..."

I would do it in two replies, even if it wasn't an honest argument.

"I see. You're still saying that the substantial top here is definitely Mr. Ingrid, not Debble - when!

I was talking while I was cooking, but I spilled a lot because of what I was looking at.

"Oh, what are you doing?"

"Oh, what are you doing now?"

Chris and Lunaria's hands reach out at the same time to wipe my clothes spilling soup and each other's hands touch each other.

When they exchanged their gazes, they felt something like a spark scattered for a moment.

"Don't worry about him, I'll take care of him."

"No, you don't have to worry about it. Because there's nothing I can do if I'm alone with this guy."

"Heh, I found out about him. It's not a mouthful..."

Chris' eyes narrow softly.

"No, I didn't lack the intention to understand, because I'm too defenseless in front of me"

The opposing Lunaria stays smiling all the time.

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What, why are you guys getting along so rapidly?

Oh, don't do it, girl... And I try to arbitrate, but I'm not completely into it.

"Heh, I wonder what you mean by indefensible. I've been sleeping with him all night, watching him sleep defenselessly."

"I'm doing more amazing things during his treatment."

Wait, I didn't hear that.

"Mostly you, why are you stuck with such a bad person when you have such a good face? Why don't you go out with someone more decent?

"I like people who are a little crazy!

Why do they say I'm so powerful and crazy?

Aren't you subtly blaming me for being a two-platon?

"You don't like anything..."

"That's a coincidence. Me too..."

What is this? It's very thin around here.

I mean, it's not weird.

Chris (Â) I (Â) Lunaria (Â) can make a diagram, but this triangle won't work without both women. Why is my wing, a one-sided man?

I tried to change the subject of something, and I noticed the yellow flowers adorning her side head.

"Well, you're still wearing those flowers!

"Well, it's what I got, so I like the color, so I'll put it on until it dies."

Chris stares closely at the flower and finds himself strange.

"What, what is it?

"... that flower, it's so magically protected (coated), it never withers, does it?

Chris feels the magic in the flowers and points it out sharply.

"It's not a double, triple place. It's wrapped in hundreds of defensive barriers, and maybe even if Gigantes stomps on it, it'll only help."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

No, you know.

"And you... you're pulling a pink lip even though you haven't done it before, and you're so clean with your hair and stuff. The skirt length is shorter..."

"Excuse me, I'm busy, so I'm leaving now. Goodbye then."

When I shook my head in a Lunarian chop, I tried to escape and left in front of us.

"He was won away..." Chris mutters as he drops him off with a bitter look afterwards.

What the hell were you fighting for?

"That's what you did. She's here to show you."

"What?

"I tried to be stylish, but I didn't realize it."

"There's no way I'm gonna notice."

"That's right... She'll probably be prettier."

"Surely you'll be beautiful when you grow up. My sister Ingrid is amazing."

"... Park Xinren. When a woman gets pretty..."

Chris gives up on saying "well no" along the way and sighs this sight.

Then, a few days later, a significant improvement in the treatment of prisoners was implemented, with a review of working hours, an improvement in meals, washing of the body with hot water twice a week and finally a humane life returning.

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But the prisoner-friendly environment was to buy the anger of the unexpected.

In the royal family of Castle Hex, the king Debble, only in shape, had bitten his nails and floated blue bars on his forehead.

Surrounded by assaulted naked beautiful boys moaning bitterly.

The male family's debulking was hitting the well-faced prisoners with an uncontrollable frustration.

"Abominable, those demons...... Keep complaining about what I do..."

Bang loud, the royal door opened.

A harami in a brilliant dress, disproportionate to the prison, comes in a straight line to Debble with a wrinkle between his brows.

"Father!

"... what"

"Do you know what the situation is with Hex right now? They call themselves Ingrid and the Demon Army (Diamond Dust), and they call them the Messiah of Hell! It's crazy, even though the best here is your father!

When Halami hit her father with anger, Debble slammed a glass of wine on the floor that was nearby.

A wine like blood can be spanked in the carpet.

"I know that! The king here is a weasel!

"Then why are you letting that stranger do whatever he wants! Some of the guards are starting to pour on that woman!

"Penupennu, you won't be able to get the merchant of mercy down there. He's the one who needs to be born."

"Father! You are the king of this country! Are you saying that the king can hang his head in a mercenary shop!

"Muggle"

"You have no right to interfere in those demons' internal affairs! As it is, this country will be taken over by that woman!

Debble snorts heavily at his daughter's words.

Since Ingrid came, I have been stained and understood that I have been treated like an accompaniment.

"Oh yeah. Anything that threatens my position is an obstacle."

"Let's wish our disturbed guests a return. This is our prison."

The two jealous men were invincibly holding up their mouths when they let them know who the hell was the ruler inside this wall.

"... All right, I'll send a request to the Demon Army to withdraw. This country belongs to me. What makes you feel like it?"

"Yeah, it's a sin to mistake a prisoner for a man."