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

Next day

"The Demon Army has withdrawn!?

"Yeah."

At the workplace, I heard from Chris and he shouted a surprise.

"... you're lying, right?

"Really. The hangar used by the Demon Army is completely stuffed, and the giant tank that's on the flagship is gone, so maybe it's confirmed."

"That sounded awesome in the morning... I thought Mr. Lunaria rolled the Armor Knights and was confused. Didn't you just go out somewhere? Like an expedition."

"If you're coming back, you don't have to take them all."

"Indeed."

"Rumor has it, it looks like Debble and the Commander of the Demon Army had a fight"

"Mr. Ingrid... Well, I didn't know which one was in the position."

I thought I could have a word or so from Lunaria if I was leaving, but that could be complacency.

I feel a little lonely, as well as relieved myself the other way around. Because if you were to break out of jail, you had to confront her.

As we speak, the guard who showed up at the workplace barks his voice.

"I have something more important to tell you than Dear Debble. All prisoners, gather outside!

Me and Chris went outside with a bad feeling.

Then outside the workplace surrounded by a fence, the prisoner was Ujauja, anxiously clouding his expression as to what the hell was there.

After a while, Debble and Halami start their speeches as they stand in front of the principal who rallies the whole school, gripping the magical stone of loudness.

"Gentlemen, I am Debble. King of Hex."

In one word, the former Hex people, the prisoners, looked at their faces, and they heard resentment leaking, "What is the king, you traitor pig?"

"There has been this institutional change, and your favorite Demon Army has asked you to return. It was therefore decided to revisit the labor plug ram of the prisoners constituted by the Demon Army. What, there's nothing to show you, so short working hours and meals go back to normal. You'd rather be used to that, wouldn't you?

"Seriously..."

"Oh, my God."

I hear a grudge of despair from the prisoners.

"Oh, yeah. There's a little ingredient left for them to buy, I'll give them about breakfast until I can use it all. I want you to thank me for the generosity of my king, Washi. Well, I guess I'll have that for a few days."

That's what I said. Debble laughing with his nose.

With the Demon Army gone and the prison back to its original hell, the prisoners who thought they could finally live a human life took the form of being raised and dropped.

"We don't really want to do anything to make you suffer either, do we? But you seem to be mistaken about who's at the top here. Sometimes spoiling a dog too much would bite the owner's hand, wouldn't it? I'm trying to keep you from doing that. I want you to think again about who you should let live and be flattered by right now. There's only one thing about life, I want you to take care of it. Huhahahahahahahaha!"

"That sucks..."

"Yeah, it just feels like dying."

Me and Chris are a little poisoned by Debble's bad personality.

But now the fact that the Demon Army and Debble fought was settled.

"Well, that's it. Shall we taste it? I prepared an interesting pastime."

When Debble rang his fingers with his pussy, there were about ten prisoners and guards there, shackled and sidelined.

Some of them look like Percy from the Wall Guard, lightly decorated in Vincent by Mr. Ingrid. Is he alive?

"Even though these are honorable Hex people, they are not eagles, they are heretics who worship the devils. Therefore sin in the name of God."

The prisoners lined up are apparently Ingrid ”stopovers”.

Debble distorts his nigga and mouth when he receives a musket gun from his men.

When Harami, who was next door, received the gun as well, he had a black grin.

"I don't like it! I don't want to die!

Debble nods contentedly as the shackled prisoner cries out in great disturbance.

"You will, you will. Everyone is afraid of death. It's supposed to be an instant shooting, but I'm merciful. The gates of the walls are now open, the eagles will wait only sixty seconds from now. In the meantime, if I can run out of the gate, I'll be released, acquitted."

It's impotent, how far do you think it is from the workplace to the castle gate? There are two kilometers even if you look lightly. There's no way I can get away with that.

Halami engages to continue explaining before the inmates who draw their faces.

"Have you understood the thrust? I'm just going to make a mess of my life. Are you excited about freedom if you run away and death if you get caught? At a moment when there is only one life to be scattered, I think I can see something sawdust beautiful. Let's start the game."

Harami grins with pity, as if she were going to go pick even flowers.

Then the tear-eyed Percy leads to the debulk.

"Dear Debble! I was wrong! Dear Debble, there is only one person this Percy serves! Please forgive me!

"Fuhahahahahahahahaha, well, then die"

When the pan rang lightly, Percy was shot through the head and fell on the spot.

"It's great to watch life begging. Look at the missing face of death in the meantime. It's so delightful that it's going to peak. Huhahahahahaha!"

"Really? Although I am too unusual to like it. It's boring to erase cloudy lives."

"You'll see, this pleasure. Then start counting down! It's the beginning of the hunt!

"Sixty seconds ago!

As the guards started counting with their voices up, the shackled prisoners and former guards began to flee screaming.

"Bastard......"

"No, you can't. You should never leave."

When my feet come forward with nature, Chris strangles me with wings.

"Please, bear with me. I can't lose you right now."

"Can I forgive you for that?"

Crazy parent-child slaughter play. There's no way I can be forgiven for something like this.

The 60-second count will be over in no time, and the gunpoint will be poked at the escaping prisoner.

"Chris, get off me!

"No! I'm sorry... to protect your life."

Chris bites his teeth in remorse and makes me smell a cloth that smells weird.

Then my consciousness fell far away.

I noticed it was after it was all over.

Prisoners who were able to escape, not a single guard. Multiple bodies that were tragically shot to death were about to be cleaned up by guards.

Chris apologizes for looking at me.

"I'm sorry."

"No, fine. There was nothing I could do when I left..."

I'm sure Chris will regret killing Hex's people more than I do. I'm glad she's a calm person.

Even though I thought so, I punched the ground with my fist.

Shit.

I'll never forgive you, you debulking bastard.

"Chris, let's go to the Oscars tonight. They told me not to come too far, but the situation has moved a lot."

"Yeah, you are. I shouldn't let this happen again. People are... not toys."

Oscar and Grantham were waiting for us in their quarters that night as they snuck into the luxury cell building.

"I thought it was coming"

"You halibut bastard, you bragged about kicking out the Demon Army."

"This is your chance, isn't it?

"Oh, no doubt about it. I can't believe our enemies are fighting and kicking the troublemakers out."

Grantham would gut pose for doing it, but Oscar was shining his glasses white.

"What's going on, Oscar?

"No, Grantham's right, it's too convenient. General Ingrid of the Demon Army is not incompetent, unlike Debble. You should understand that there is not a single benefit to lowering security in the current situation."

"So you're saying it's a trap?

"There's no one to trap"

"Isn't that us?

"What are we going to do with framing a prisoner with no power whatsoever into a trap? If you're foreseeing our escape, it doesn't make any sense to withdraw."

"Yes, indeed."

"If I insist, I'm just trying to kill Debble... but there's no reason for the Demon Army to kill Debble. What the hell are you thinking..."

"I can't tell you how long it's been, the fact that the Devils are gone is making the Debs teethless"

Remember what I said today, Oscar shook his head vertically.

"Regardless, I'm pretty sure this is a good time. It would be a huge advantage just to say that the Demon Army can't read the movement is not here. Let's move on with the operation."

"Okay."

"We're going to confirm a rough operation, right? During forced labor, fans are used to cause simultaneous beeping (riots) to the prisoners, inmates and guards set fire to the gap they are fighting over, robbing them where the new one came out of the basement of the inmate building, drilling holes in the walls of the castle with the new one they took and escaping. All right?"

"Oh."

"Then let's pack the details. How corroded are the walls?

"Black stains are starting to appear on the south walls. That's because it's rotten inside, isn't it? Maybe sooner or later, the guards will find out."

"If it's in that state, it'll be easy to destroy with the new model you took."

"I just haven't been able to secure a human being to trigger the riot."

"It could have been secured by us"

"Is that true?

"I have a few newly assigned chores (maids) here, but I got along with them"

"What, awesome. Isn't this the first time Oscar's been close to people from himself?

Chris circles his eyes in surprise.

"We got along while they were listening to my consultations every day. I feel sympathetic with them."

"Heh, what's the problem with Oscar?

"Oh, that's love."

Grantham forces Oscar to shut his mouth.

"They say it's an associative game. We got along in an association game."

"Is that it? Talk to me now."

"Don't worry, it's a game. I really don't care."

"Hmm. You weren't supposed to tell the target audience. Never mind."

Oscar holds up his white glowing glasses while somehow illuminating.

Grantham and Chris are sorry for some reason.

"Please, don't notice for the rest of your life"

"But what are we gonna do with the chores? It's not like those guys can directly fan when they're in an ops decision, is it?

"No, I'll have the riots done without the fans. Have officials mix Halai Tinder Hayakudetekle grass with meals that cause abdominal pain in the diet."

"That grass, you didn't have a better name"

"Chris, can you get it ready?

"Yeah, I'm fine."

When Chris opens a crate with lots of plant seeds, he grows one seed. Then, like Mandragola, the roots swelled and became human shaped.

It does look like a man-shaped root that is knocking on the toilet, holding her belly down and desperately suffering abdominal pain.

"You really look like you have abdominal pain..."

"All right, I'll give this to the maids from me"

Oscar hides it under the couch when he receives the poison grass.

"Are the prisoners going to have a stomach attack and riot? It's going to happen in front of the toilet."

"This just makes my stomach ache and my intestines don't really matter, so I'm fine. What do you think when they mix this up with a meal?

"That makes my stomach ache, damn it, I'm kidding."

"What if, like you, the prisoners around you complain of abdominal pain at the same time?

"Son of a bitch got mixed up... oh well"

Pong and striking hands. If a prisoner suffers at the same time, anyone realizes that he has been served a clothing on a meal.

"Perhaps the guards will mock the suffering prisoners, wondering if someone did it with a prank. What if it lasts morning, noon and night?

"Come on, I think I'm gonna kill you."

"Exactly. Later, the guard and the prisoner just collide lightly, the flames burn up"

"I see..."

There are also today's prisoner shootings, and everyone is likely to stand up.

"That's fine with the fan thing, how are you getting ready for the fire?

"I asked a collaborator working in the mine to arrange fuel gas for disposal near the generator in the holding building"

"Excellent. Okay, final confirmation. After dinner, prisoners with abdominal pain collide with guards, riots occur. In the meantime, you need to head to the guard room on the first floor of the luxury cell building to find the keys."

"Keys?"

"It's the key to this collar. Halami keeps the keys there. I'm sure that's where the weapons were taken."

Yes, Chris and the Oscars were limited by their collars.

I have to get my black iron back, too.

"There's an axe called my Issantetzer, maybe it's there too, so why don't you bring it back with you?

"I think I might have mine too."

"Okay, I'll collect it"

I heard the weapon I wanted it back from all of them and made a note to my smartphone so I wouldn't forget it.

"As he searches for keys and weapons, Chris, you set fire to the holding cell and make the mess bigger. And then hit where the new model moved from the basement, robbing Metatron and Tanatos. One plane destroyed the corroded south wall and secured the escape route. The other plane destroys the fence surrounding the workplace, letting the prisoners escape. All right?"

"I'm fine. When are we gonna do this?

"If Debble's reign continues, the prisoners lose their temper to disobey. Better be quick."

Tomorrow, then.

When I say that, everyone nods.

"I wonder if I can get away with it properly..."

Anxious Chris. I've been getting ready, and after that, it will be a big key to actually being able to move a new model. But...

"Rather than escape, we're gonna smash all of this prison and get out of here."

"Exactly. This isn't the hex we've been protecting anymore. It's just an enemy stronghold."

"Oh, let's make sure we understand what the hell we're trapping"

At the end of the discussion, Oscar held me back as we tried to get out of the luxury cell building.

"Give me a minute. I want your arms out."

They told me that I offered them with my arms around them.

When Oscar shines his index finger, he writes down something like an ancient letter on my arm.

"While!

"Be patient. It engraves the rune of enhancement."

"Oscar specializes in fortification and his opponent's weak magic."

"That's amazing."

Runes were carved on both arms and legs and the reinforcement was completed.

"I'm only resting. The collar won't do much good, but it won't."

"Still thanks. Let's not leave here alive."

When I say that, Oscar's glasses go white and shady.

"You are at all times... Rin... I might never make it back."

"Hmm?"

"No, it's nothing. Let's get out alive."

Grantham somehow drove us back in a hurry to get home and went back to jail as Chris pulled his hand.

The showdown is tomorrow.