… Quack!
Rocks broke apart and aftershocks occurred in the area.
In the very center of the siege of numerous guards, a large man was growling.
Sikkit de Leviathan. He is the main culprit who caused the riot on level 8 today.
The guards shouted.
"hey! Come on, you bastard! "How long has it been since you were released from solitary confinement?"
"Bitch – it's already the second time! "You want to go into solitary confinement again!?"
"If you don't behave, I can make your life really shit!"
However, even in the face of a siege of swords, axes, and maces, Shikkeot's mad roar did not subside at all.
"The Queen has abandoned me! I failed to carry out the command to get 'him' out! That's why you abandoned me! The fact that you haven't even given me a hint about escaping until now means you're going to abandon me! It's obvious! Aaaah! I hate it now! Get me out of here! Or kill me!"
He didn't look sane at first glance.
Sticky saliva flows from the corner of the mouth.
The blood vessels in my extremely bloodshot eyes seemed as if they were writhing like worms and poking through the surface of my eyeballs.
He struggled, swinging the BDSM chain attached to his wrist, and every time he did so, dark red drops of blood sprayed from the wounds all over his body.
Patter-patter-patter-patter-patter-
The guards were extremely vigilant to prevent Sikkeok's saliva and blood from touching his body.
"Ugh! "It is the blood of the plague leper!"
"be careful. They say that if you touch that, you will immediately contract the plague. Is it 'Red Death' or something… … ."
"I heard it was the worst epidemic that almost wiped out the indigenous people of the Water Sea?"
"It is an unidentified plague that was not disinfected even by the sulfur shower at the entrance ceremony. "You must avoid it at all costs."
"Well, do you keep confronting me like this?"
"Then you can go and grab it! "I heard that bastard came from a very poisonous cancer family."
"You have to say it right away. "Even the Leviathan family said he was an idiot who couldn't be controlled and was thrown out of the family."
Sure enough, he bit his tongue and the blood that filled his mouth spurted out like a fountain.
Fuwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Every time the mist of blood sprayed out of the mouth spread through the hot air, the guards' siege network fluttered around like cut up squid.
Pandemic. Highest level of infectious disease. This is a phenomenon that we must be most wary of in restricted spaces such as the Nouvelle Vague.
This was a different problem from simply being unable to use power or mana.
Lieutenant Colonel Bastille, standing at the forefront of the siege, was furrowing his brows as if he was embarrassed.
"damn. In terms of strength, he's nothing special... … "That damn plague poison is the problem."
Then the adjutant next to him opened his mouth.
"Shall we bring the five chief guards?"
"How do you bring in people who don't exist? "Colonel Dordium and Colonel Soiret are currently dispatched to the ground for convoy work."
"Well, I'll send someone to Brigadier General Flubber one more time."
"Arthur. Haven't you already sent someone twice? The fact that they still haven't returned probably means that they were 'eaten up'. "Don't increase the unnecessary casualties against monsters that don't even have intelligence."
"Then even Brigadier General BDSM… … ?"
"He must not be allowed to come to this site, which is the core of Nouvelle Vague security. "If the director of Orca Prison knew, he would probably be shocked."
Four out of the five chief guards are definitely not.
Then there was only one person left.
The adjutant said the last name in the most cautious manner he had ever shown.
"… … "What about Colonel Black Tongue?"
Colonel Bastille's expression hardens at that question.
He answered without the slightest hesitation.
"That idiot will never be allowed."
"B-but, aside from Brigadier General Flubber, isn't he the only one who can subdue that monster right now?"
"It makes no sense to bring in a psychotic maniac like Colonel Black Tongue just to catch a level 8 prisoner. "Your belly button will be bigger than your stomach."
Lieutenant Colonel Bastille is a person with good balance in all areas, with decent strength, a good personality, and good job handling.
It had been a long time since he looked this embarrassed.
"Shit. After all, the number of residents this time is the highest ever. This is the first time that Colonel Dordium and Colonel Soiret have ascended to the ground at the same time. What on earth is happening on earth these days? … ."
Not only the warden of Orca, but also Colonel Dordium and Colonel Suware.
Due to the simultaneous absence of these three key members of Nouvelle Vague, these big and small disturbances have been continuing recently.
Right then.
Hwaak-
He quickly broke through the siege and rushed forward.
He ran wild, spraying blood everywhere, and soon snatched the neck of a low-ranking guard who was unable to avoid it.
… Thump!
The name of the unlucky low-ranking guard caught in the hands of Shikkeok was 'Kirko Grimm'.
"Don't disturb me! "If you do that, I will immediately tear off this bitch's head."
He grabbed Cirko's neck with one hand and growled.
Kirko had to be astonished twice: once by the unimaginable grip strength, and twice by the disgusting bloody smell emanating from the creature's body.
If you make a mistake, you will either break your neck and die, or you will die covered in blood mixed with the terrible plague poison.
"Hostage taking?"
"What are you planning to do?"
"What do you want, you idiot!"
When the guards asked fiercely, they smiled brightly.
"What do you want? doesn't exist. My life is ruined anyway, so I just enjoy watching you guys mess around. Oh, by the way, Level 1 construction will have to be halted for a few months. "I'm going to spill some really bad blood."
After finishing speaking, Shikkeot spat on the floor of the workhouse.
Pushishishisik-
The soil near where the needle landed was melting, creating an unpleasant sound and a foul smell.
Colonel Bastille narrowed his eyes as he looked at Cirko, who had been taken hostage.
"It's a hostage situation, so now they're doing all kinds of things."
"Crrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! "In an atmosphere like this, there should be at least one hostage."
"If you inflict even the slightest harm on that friend, you will not die well."
"Try it. Cluck! "I'm an abandoned body anyway."
When the confrontation between Lieutenant Colonel Bastille and Shikkeok continues.
"Colonel! I am okay!"
Kirko opened his mouth with difficulty.
"There can be no negotiations with prisoners. I don't care, so please go ahead with the suppression... … "Wow!"
Kirko couldn't finish his sentence.
This is because he slapped her to the ground and then lifted her up again.
"Ugh! "You bastard!?"
Kirko raised his eyes, spitting out blood from his nose and mouth.
And he stomped on Cirko's face with his foot.
"Krrrrrrr… … I guess I'm mistaken, but the reason they can't attack me is because they're afraid of my plague. "It's not just to protect low-level guards."
"… … profit!"
Cirko tried to pull out the long sword from his belt, but there was no way he would just leave it behind.
He used the chain on his wrist to wrap around Cirko's blade and pressed it against Kirko's neck.
Wood clatter!
Kirko raised his mana, but even so, he was unable to completely shake off the power of Shikkeot.
Furthermore.
"Oh, if you don't stay quiet, I'll spit blood in your face."
"… … ."
It was impossible to resist Sikkeok, who threatened to use plague as a weapon.
As Kirko bit his lip with an exasperated look on his face, he smiled and said.
"Maybe it's because he's a piece of trash born from a guard who was raped by a prisoner, so he grasps the subject quickly. "Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!"
"… … ."
Kirko gritted his teeth even as his stomach turned.
However, there is not much that can be done due to the power of Shikkeot and the plague factor it possesses.
Lieutenant Colonel Bastille muttered bitterly when he saw that his subordinate, though a junior, was being thoroughly manipulated.
"… … "In the end, there is nothing we can do."
The sacrifice of cattle for the greater good is inevitable. It is essential for the survival of a group.
The situation had to be suppressed as quickly as possible before the damage increased further.
The sacrifice of one low-ranking guard is rather cheap.
Lieutenant Colonel Bastille took advantage of the moment when Sikkeok's attention was focused on Circo to send a hand signal.
All high-ranking guards were ordered to take up arms.
'Everyone prepare to attack! I had to kill him as quickly as possible... … hmm?'
However, Lieutenant Colonel Bastille's order to force a breakthrough was cut off midway.
Jeopuk- Jeopuk- Jeopuk-
There was a single step walking out from between the guards and heading straight ahead.
A very peaceful expression. A calm look. The atmosphere is like taking a walk.
It was Garm, or rather Bikir.
Bikir opened his mouth in his usual dry voice.
"Construction must not be stopped because of your contaminated blood."
"… … ?"
At Bikir's words, all the guards gathered here tilted their heads.
'Oh, isn't this it?'
At that moment, Bikir felt that he had spoken his true feelings too honestly and slightly corrected his remarks.
"Release my precious motivation. Let's resolve it through dialogue."
The name is Garm Nord. Age 21. Rank Ensign.
It was the appearance of a low-ranking guard whose liver was so swollen that it was sticking out of his stomach.