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

Operation date...

Early in the morning, one banana is thrown into the barn by the guard's hand.

For once, breakfast is handled, but this makes me feel like a zoo gorilla.

"Do I have to eat this?

Today's meal was mixed with poison that caused abdominal pain, which was supposed to be used as an opportunity to start a riot.

The banana skin has an unnatural hole, partly blackened. Apparently, this is definitely the poisonous part.

"I think you can just cut it where it's poisoned and throw it away. After that, I think if we all suffer, we should suffer in acting."

Chris, next door, chops the poison and throws it out the lattice window.

"I see."

When I was throwing away the poison in the same way, I heard groans from a cell nearby.

"That's a pretty quick poison."

"Look, so are we. Ugh, I'm hungry..."

Chris fell on the spot and cramped into small pieces as he sprayed his sweat.

What, isn't this guy acting too good? Are you okay? Shall we get hungry?

"Look, you too, quick"

"Ugh. The sickness (shaq) (stick)"

I fell on the spot because of the smell of a terrible lie.

"Maybe you should eat a little poison."

"I'm really sorry about the radish"

Then, as Oscar expected, the guards laughed out guerrillas when they saw the fallen and suffering prisoners.

"These guys are all going belly down."

"Sounds like you hit the food. Don't leak it out of the dirt."

Uhahahahahaha and nasty laughing guards.

It's what I expected, but they're bad chest feces.

Besides, the beginning and the end of poking people in pain with a stick.

Careless, but convenient for us. Put that anger in my stomach.

I apologize in my heart because I have that twice today.

The poisonous grass pain subsides in about twenty minutes, and the ill looking prisoners head to the workplace holding their bellies down.

Sometimes there was soil to build up resentment, and there were many people to spy on the guards, and I could see that hostility was steadily oriented.

Then a while later, the prisoners finally regained their composure.

I was going to do the work, too, and he accidentally slaps me on the shoulder and looks back.

Then there was the figure of James Ponch, a guy like a chimp with a shave in his kid's head.

"What? Ponch."

"Stop pouncing, it's James"

"What, you didn't come all this way to say your name, did you? Don't make me look like an electrician on a refreshing morning."

"I don't know what you're talking about, but I just know you're being fooled. Are you sure? Speak like that."

"What do you mean?

"... I saw it last night."

"What?

"You're about to get out of jail while you're hiding."

…………

James holds up the end of his mouth with a nibble.

Shit. I was gonna be on guard, but I didn't know they were watching.

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

"You know. Why are you being so respectful all of a sudden?"

The upset has gone into words.

"Oh, my God, I'm not ticking or anything. I don't know where you're going, but you're up to it, aren't you?

Plan an escape, James, with his cheeks up, showing the villain side.

It sucks. I can't believe a man who doesn't trust me like this, and he finds out on the day of the operation decision...

But the lucky thing about being unhappy is that Chris hasn't even found out she's a woman. If a woman had found out, I'd say it first, or she wouldn't have come to me in the first place and talked to Chris.

"Let me bite you, too."

"Don't worry, I'll know when the time comes. We don't run away alone or anything."

"Oui, you're telling me to believe that? Don't worry... I can smash all of your jailbreak plans in one word, okay?

Electroma head showing her hehe and tongue and grinning like an addict to dangerous drugs.

You can't trust this or anything. You wrote on my face that I would betray you.

What do we do, shift the date of the decision? No, the Oscars should already be working on today's plans. I don't have the means to tell them to abort. Besides, even if I cancel the analogy, it doesn't matter the fact that James found out.

Do we have to push it off now?

"You just got one more buddy, right? I'll help you with your escape plan. Hih-hih-hih-hih."

"Okay. I want you to be the prisoner's starter."

I will explain to James the escape plan that will take place today, skipping the new robbery.

If it's enough to get here and smash it, I'll have to use it as a companion and deal with it on the spot if I'm about to betray you.

No, the worse these evil-looking guys actually have a sad past, the more unexpected they can be good guys......

"Ho... Forceful plan, but funny. The Demon Army is gone. I'm supposed to beat the guards down after dinner, right?

"Oh... can you do that?

"I'll take care of it. I'll get my people. Rough stuff is my specialty. Hyah, hyah, hyah, hyah."

No, maybe he's not surprised.

That evening, the prisoners, who ate the black bread for dinner paid while they were working, were clamoring for a third abdominal pain today by holding their bellies down.

"Gu, my stomach hurts..."

"Damn, it's the third time today."

"Don't be silly..."

In the workplace, you can see prisoners crawling on all fours and desperately enduring pain.

I can see frustration and anger in his eyes even though he is in pain. Naturally, if they poison you over and over and make you laugh, everyone will be clean.

"The holidays are over. Get to work! Don't stop the line! You don't feel well enough to have abdominal pain!

The guards are in the mood! I'm in the mood! I'm in the mood! and kick up one prisoner after another gasping for pain.

"Damn it, this is the moment the Demon Army is gone..."

"Who, who just talked about the Demon Army? Dear Debble, I have been ordered to punish you severely for giving you a name about the Demon Army! It's you! You're in a good mood!

A guard of the mood who beats up the prisoners suffering from pain as soon as they are allowances.

James Ponch broke in there.

"Hey, I'm not kidding. My stomach hurts..."

With that said, James hasn't had abdominal pain.

That should be it, too, because James wasn't eating because he was informing me that the poison would be served.

"What are you, just get back to work!

A tattooed Gorotsky-style prisoner, similar to him, appears around James, surrounding the guard.

Everyone grabs the iron pipes and scoops in their hands and approaches the guard with the jirries.

"Hey, what are you guys doing? Back off!"

…………

"You don't understand me telling you to back off! You want to be infused with temper!

Pushed by the silent pressure of James and the others, the cold sweaty guard finally beat one of Gorotsuki.

That signaled the start, and all Gorotsky prisoners were simultaneously attacked by guards.

A muscular prisoner grabs the guard's head and slaps him relentlessly on the belt conveyor.

Wow, that looks painful.

Another guard, who discovered the noise, whistled and rushed in.

"What are you doing!

"I'm in the mood for the warden!

"Don't be ridiculous, you fucking bugs! Drop what you have!

Usually it ends up being suppressed so quickly. But the prisoner, who kept frustrating the guards, was inspired by James' actions and exploded his anger like a blaze.

"Why do I have to be treated like this by guys like you!

"Yes, we're not your toys!

"The mercenary collapse of your rulers! What's the mood? Don't be ridiculous!

Prisoners who were suffering from pain throw screws and batteries in the workplace as soon as they are allowances, attacking the guards in unison.

Eventually, the anger turned into a riot, and the angry fire that broke out in one place flashed instantly, and the rage rang all over the workplace.

Me and Chris will see how it goes, and it's time to get out of the workplace.

The first phase of the operation is clear. Next, add fire to this riot to make the noise even louder.

"Chris, I'm going to the guard room to find the collar keys and weapons. You set fire to the holding cell."

"Copy that!"

As Oscar instructed, Chris and I break up, and I run to the luxury cell building.

Going along the hallway vigilantly with Kosokoso, he somehow reached the guard room.

Perhaps they are all on their way to cracking down on the riots, the security is pretty slim.

I'll stick my ear to the guard room door and look inside, but there's no sign of anyone.

When I pulled the door knob thinking it was a chance, it was naturally locked.

I used the metal slime key only with the master key at that time and I tried to get inside lightly - but the metal slime that became a sphere did not liquefy and enter the keyhole.

"Shit, it stayed solidified without this guy porn"

What a dumb development to need porn when this feather is stuck.

"Come on, come on, Metal Slime, because I won't get your buddies randomly with my EXP money anymore, and I won't be upset if I get away with it at the speed of sound the minute I meet you"

No, I'm not going in at all. It stays solidified in the gutter bee.

Shit, bring Chris in, or I should have been the fireman.

What do we do, we don't have time to go back to the holding cell now.

"Damn, I can't help it. Break it."

The guard room door is made of wood, and you can break it if you hit it.

I think so. I'll repeat myself.

"Konnya! Sai! Sai!

Dosun Dosun and loud noises, but the door just wobbles and doesn't even freak out.

What? This is so sturdy.

The moment I figured I should go get Chris, I felt killer on my back, and I strayed my body a lot.

Then a cooking knife pierced the guard room door with a cuckoo three pieces, and the white blade was brilliant.

Shit, Dong, did the guards come home because they freshly sounded off? Looking back at that, there stood a maid clothed girl holding a knife in both hands.

Usually you feel weak, but you don't even feel such weakness in battle, one of our secret weapons you want to keep hidden, the Ponko Ninja Thing Galaxy appearance was there.

I almost cried for a moment.

I don't care why this guy's here, or anything like that.

The galaxy also looked at me and dropped the knife in my hand on the floor with polarity.

"Dear Hall -"

"Galaxies......"

"Dear Hall! I missed you!

The galaxy hugged me. I hugged it back and just inserted a metal slime under my skirt.

Make sure the drool and slime melt over your palm and plug it into the keyhole in the guard room.

"It's a good time. All right, it's open."

"Ah, that hall, there's an inspiring reunion..."

"I don't have time for this right now. Listen as you move"

"Ugh, when will the hall be in serial mode"

"I'm kidding with my face, but what I'm doing is a basic serial. Just help me find the collar keys."

"Oh, this spicy self-infliction on my appearance, it's indisputably the Hall Master!

Where do you put your trust, you stupid ninja?

Me and the galaxy go into the guard room and ask her how she got here looking for the collar keys and the confiscated weapons.

"Well, I'm glad I dug a hole in the basement with Orion and Freia and got here, but he said he was in a collapse on the way and no one else was here."

"Yes, we found ourselves infiltrated and asked the guard to hire us as a waiter."

"Zeno, you've done that a lot with me."

"Yes, thanks to Mr. Chloe's colour"

"You're an atriologist. Do something about it."

"May I?

"Absolutely not, 'cause besides me, you're gonna be pretty on a frenzy level."

"I thought so. It's an unexpected yakimochi roast."

What are you looking happy about? I'm a scumbag for shelving myself and tying women up.

"Could it be you guys are Oscar's collaborators?

"You were a little involved with those glasses, weren't you?

I think it's a hundred times more decent than you.

"Oh, is that right?

Is the galaxy where you think it is? Tilt your neck.

"So what happened to the Orions we came with?

"Around the corner there was a commotion and the operation was probably started"

"Then we can rendezvous one of these days. The Oscar guy, did he say anything about the operation?

"At the same time as the uprising, he told me to run toward the South Wall. You said something happened and the wall collapsed."

"I see we're the ones who make that happen."

Looking inside the guard room as he told the galaxy the details of the operation, he discovered the collar key.

"It's a magic key"

A square shaped key, like a card, with a technique written to release restraints by magic items. I can use this to remove the collar.

At the same time, we were able to discover a bundle of keys to the storeroom.

After that, it's a confiscated weapon.

"Dear Hall, there is a room here marked Armory"

Heading towards the galaxy, there's a door inside the guard room, and it looks like there's another room next to here.

The wooden door hangs a plate that says arsenal.

"Galaxy, can you smash it?

"I'll take care of it"

When the galaxy quickly ties its mark, it puts a gripping hand on its mouth and activates the technique by making sure it breathes into its fists.

"Super Ninja Mars Big Bang (Mars Attack)!

"What, wait a minute, you, if you use that in this narrow place -"

A flame broke out in the narrow guard room, and I rolled around the room in flames.

"Dowachichichichichichichichi! You're an asshole! You know it burns everything in the room if you use that kind of firepower!

"Him, excuse me!

A galaxy that gets yelled at and tears eyes. But he seems happy for some reason.

"Why are you so happy?"

"Um... careless, but I thought it had been a long time"

"Don't cry"

"I'm crying. Forgive me."

"... that's it every day when you get out of here, be prepared"

"Yes!"