Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound - Chapter 387

Episode 387 Noubel Vague’s Dog Eats Rattlesnake (3)

“You bastards! You want to eat something like this!? Are you crazy!?”

“How can people work in a place like this!”

“Could you give me some time to rest!”

“When can I see my family?”

“Prisoners are people too! They have human rights!”

Prisoners on the first floor of the level were gathering and making a fuss.

They were newcomers to Nouvelle Vague, who had not yet adapted to the ecosystem of this place in the midst of a cluttered atmosphere.

“Really. Did you hear? Yesterday, an escaped prisoner came out?”

“Nouvelle Vague is unexpectedly good, too.”

“Seeing that the guards are also on duty, it seems to be full of holes.”

“Keukkeu- It seems flimsy. Shall I try a jailbreak too?”

They were low-level prisoners who couldn’t pay proper attention when the guards were busy, so they were lucky to be located in the blind spot of the military discipline, so they couldn’t grasp the atmosphere yet.

at that time.

Jeobeok-jeobeok-jeobeok-jeobeok-

The sound of military boots came loudly.

Level 1 level prisoners can be organized enough with the hands of lower guards.

Guards of the so-called lieutenant rank lined up against the Level 1 prisoners.

In each hand, they were holding clubs, knives, and axes.

“…What is it? Those bloody weapons?”

“Are you saying you want to kill us?”

“Are you crazy? You’re going to wield something like that? To us in handcuffs?”

“You bastards are out of their minds…”

The prisoners seemed to shrink from the guards raising their weapons.

That’s because they are so young chicks.

The guard with the rank of major at the front said to the so-called lieutenant guards behind him.

“Listen carefully. The floor where the most riots occur in New Wave is unexpectedly on the level 1 or level 2 floor.”

As far as I know, it seems This is an eternal truth.

In the New Wave, lower-level prisoners tended to riot more, and higher-level prisoners tended to riot less.

The higher the level of inmates, the more deeply they feel the horror of this place and avoid their body, but the lower level inmates can be more courageous because they have no eyes to see.

“Especially, there are many cases where the prisoners on the first floor do not know that they are afraid of a one-night-stand. In particular, those who have recently entered the prison and are less socially ignorant will cause riots, saying that they are human rights, organized protests, and blasphemy.”

The lower guards calmly listened to what their superiors were saying.

The guard with the rank of major continued with a grin.

“And we silently condone, or rather encourage, the occurrence of riots in the lower floors such as Level 1 and Level 2. Often, they are created artificially using planted Frachs. Today, it is a spontaneous riot. These are all your real battles. It’s for the experience.”

The major’s words had a strange nuance.

An atmosphere that instills confidence in the lower guards and at the same time makes the prisoners shrink.

The prisoners stopped screaming and looked at each other, wondering if what they were up against was actually the guards’ machinations.

From the moment I thought Frachchi was hiding inside, the bond was already disintegrating.

In such a situation, the major drove a wedge.

“Even though they are level 1 prisoners, they are still criminals who made a name for themselves when they were on the ground. They are strong people who survived the transfer process to New Vague and the admission ceremony. ?”

“Neeet!”

The lower guards shouted in unison.

And soon the bloody suppression began.

It was a common daily life in Nouvelle Vague.

* * *

Clumps of blood and flesh fly through the air.

The guards were mercilessly trampling and beating the prisoners with maces and batons.

No matter how low-level guards are, they can easily exceed the level of prisoners on the first floor wearing BDSM restraints.

“Hee!? This is a violation of human rights!”

“Human rights? Why are you looking for them under 10,000 meters in the deep sea?”

One of the guards smashed the face of the crying prisoner with a military boot.

Lieutenant Kirko. She looked up without even wiping the bloodstains from her face.

A cold, bleak gaze scans the criminals.

“You guys have no such thing as human rights. Trash that can’t be rehabilitated. What kind of human rights are black-haired beasts that threaten the safety of ordinary citizens without even being parasitic in the social system built diligently?”

Prisoners caught in Kirko’s gaze shrivel like squid thrown into the flames.

Right then.

Peruk-

There was a chain hitting Kirko on the back from behind.

A level 1 prisoner in BDSM handcuffs and restraints was glaring at Kirko with bloodshot eyes.

X

He was a man with an impressive cross-shaped scar on his forehead.

“Whoa whoop- Do you know who this body is?”

he said confidently.

But Kirko only frowned as she touched her throbbing back.

“No. I have no idea.”

“What? You don’t know me?”

He gritted his teeth once and shouted vigorously.

“I’m attendance number 8… No, I’m the ‘monster of the crossroads’ Pal Yusphere!”

He is ‘Pal Yusphere’, a prisoner who was imprisoned on the 1st floor a while ago.

If there is a career that is a little differentiated from other prisoners, it is that he was originally a prestigious university student.

While attending the ‘Colosseo Academy’, the best university in the empire, he fell into the path of crime at some moment, and since then he has been imprisoned all the way to Nouvelle Vague.

“Damn it. After touching the second generation of high-ranking nobles inside Naraksu, he was retaliated from outside… Who knew Naraksu would disappear so suddenly?”

He was trapped in a Naraksu that suddenly appeared in the Colosseo Academy.

In the process of reorganizing all the existing power and order of power, he luckily got off to a good start, and with the stats and items he obtained afterwards, he used his powers against high-ranking children who had never dared to look at them.

Dolores. In particular, Yusphere, who was aiming for her, was gaining notoriety by harming numerous classmates, but then Naraksu suddenly disappeared and returned to the original world.

“Damn it. I thought Naraksu would last forever…

Of course, the many people who suffered from him in the tower did not forget the debt and paid it back.

After that, after being expelled from school, Yuspeare, who fell into the path of crime, ended up being imprisoned here in New Wave. However,

because he had insignificant stats accumulated in Naraksu, he did not lose much of his fighting power even when wearing the BDSM restraint.

“Die this

bitch !” ” Keugh

!?”

Kirko let go of the longsword she was holding.

I didn’t expect that there would be a prisoner with this level of strength on the 1st floor

. A being with strong enough power to exist.

There was a high possibility that he had been hiding his power until now.

“……!”

Kirko gnashed her teeth and twisted her body.

However, Usphere was determined and held down only her.

If you are rolling on the floor like this in a melee where countless prisoners and guards are entangled, you will disappear from sight in an instant.

Even now, there was no guard around to help Kirko

. Let’s get rid of things that have accumulated in a while.”

Yuspeare looked down at Kirko and licked his lips.

Kirko closed her eyes tightly.

Living as a prison guard in New Wave, she always knew that the day would surely come when she would be in trouble. That resolution was always sharpened, whether lying in bed, staying vigil alone in a quiet guard post, taking a shower, or eating a meal. ‘Is today the day

?

‘

The consequences of being careless for a moment are so frightening. That is the life of a prison guard working at Nouvelle Vague.

Kirko decided to accept and endure everything, no matter what might happen to him in the future….

Right at that moment.

Peruk! Patter- Patter- Patter-

Something hot liquid was scattered over Kirko’s face.

” ……?”

Kirko narrowed her eyes, not knowing what the sticky liquid covering her face was. The blood that burst out of the mouth of Yuspeare

who

was riding on her body

. Oops! Uh!?”

Yuspeare was flustered with his head raised, looking very flustered.

That was because there was a thick, hard, long stick that forcibly twisted his mouth open and stuck deep into his throat

.

After ripping off the upper and lower lips, they pulled out all the front teeth behind them and dug into the

esophagus

. Oops! Oh billion! Goo!”

Yuspeare struggled to spit out the triple stick that had been forced into his mouth, but it couldn’t be possible.

Because the hand holding the triple stick had tremendous strength and weight.

“…Are you okay?”

A man with a three-tiered baton who asked Kirko with a dry voice.

He was a person she knew well.

Gareum Nord.

Age 21. Rank lieutenant. Junior guard of New Wave and Kirko’s child.

Gareum is He was responding to Kirko with an expressionless face.

Suwook –

A triple stick came out of Yusphere’s mouth.

“Wow! Wow! ……Kkeok!”

As soon as the three-stage rod, which had almost reached his stomach, came out, Yuspeare shed blood, tears, runny nose, and sweat and vomited.

Boom!

Even though he passed out right away because of the military boots that trampled on the back of his head. “……You are you?”

Kirko stuttered and opened her mouth.

I never thought the day would come when she would receive help from Garreum, who was called ‘stupid Gareum’ or ‘a dog that ate a dog’. ‘

No

, this is the second time already. is it?’

In the past, there was a time when I unintentionally received help during the riot.

At that time, something was a little different from now.

At that time.

“Hot!?”

Kirko realized that now was not the time to be lost in thought

. In the middle of the riot of the prisoners during the melee,

Kirko hurriedly exclaimed,

“This is not the time to be like this! What’s the area you’re in charge of, how did you come here!? Before helping me, I have to subdue the prisoners in the four districts first…!”

But she couldn’t finish her words.

Garreum opened her mouth and answered briefly.

“No.”

“….. .What?”

Kirko doubted her ears for a moment.

But it soon turned out that her powerful ears had done their job well

.

It was because more than dozens of prisoners were wriggling, covered in blood.

“The prisoner to be suppressed more.”

Gareum’s short words made not only Kirko, but also the other comrades who had just run after him put on a dazed look.