"… … ?"
Shikkeot was just rolling his eyes as if he didn't understand what was going on.
Bikir spoke once more.
"It's time for the Queen to save you. "Did you hit a nail in your ear?"
"D-I'm listening. "I heard."
Shikkeot reacted hastily.
Vikir clicked his tongue as he looked at it.
"I'm glad you heard. "You idiot."
"You bastard… … I'm sure I'm not making a fool of myself when I'm always looking for a queen... … ."
"Shut up, you idiot. The Queen is still working outside to get you out of here. "That's why I'm here."
Bikir scolded Shikkeot and went out at his own pace.
"The timing was the moment when the blue sphere in the deep center of the Level 1 construction area exploded. The original plan was to activate it and get you out of here. "If you hadn't done something stupid, it would have proceeded as is."
"Well, you want me to believe that? You might have listened to what I usually say and made it up... … ."
"Don't you want to go out? "You've been uncooperative ever since."
"… … "It's not like that."
"Then don't stop talking. "Close your mouth and open your ears."
"… … ."
He closed his mouth with an aggrieved expression on his face.
And in front of him, Bikir loosened his collar a little.
"I won't tell you to blindly believe what I say."
At the same time, Vikir showed Shikuk an object taken out from Andromalius's barrier.
A knife sculpture with an impressive whitish lower part of the blade, a blackish middle part, and a reddish upper part, as well as a spiral embossed pattern.
This piece, which looks like the horn of a unicorn, is a fragment of Orwell's The Sword of Winter.
It is a legendary sword that is only allowed to be wielded by those who have reached the highest level. It was once owned by Winston, the principal of Colosseo Academy.
Seeing that, Shikkeok's eyes widened.
"Well, that's the key to the front door of Nouvelle Vague… … ! no way!?"
Vikir nodded quietly.
The 'Queen' who sent her wish this way.
And the item she had been looking for so long, 'Orwell'.
A being who was imprisoned deep in the Nouvelle Vague by Orca and Winston a long time ago during the 47-person civil unrest.
Bikir opened his mouth, combining several keywords in his head.
"Miss Ouroboros sent me here. "To help you."
"Oh oh… … Oooh! Queen! You haven't abandoned me! You remembered me… … !"
"Shut up, you idiot. "I will be heard by the guards."
Bikir put his hat on deeply and then gently lifted the brim.
Then, Bikir's face is visible on the exposed bare face.
"omg!?"
After swallowing the empty air, Vikir continued speaking.
"Did I tell you? "I thought I had a good opinion of you."
The moment I heard Bikir's words, I opened my mouth.
It reminded me of a conversation we had before.
'Are you going to escape from the Nouvelle Vague? What 'He' was unable to do in the end was escape from prison. What kind of guy are you... … .'
'Why do you think jailbreak is impossible?'
'… … what?'
'Are your thoughts only going that far? You may think you have been abandoned, but you are not. That's because I thought favorably of you.'
'… … ?'
'I've been watching you for the past two years. Although he has no strength and lacks tenacity, I like his recklessness and ability to act. Loyalty is also quite strong.'
'What kind of nonsense are you talking about earlier?'
'You will find out soon. After I escaped from prison.'
After finishing reminiscing, Shikkeok opened his mouth with a stunned expression.
"Well, then from the beginning… … ?"
"Yes. The queen sent me to test you. And you maintained your loyalty and did not reveal any information about the queen. That's why I gave it a passing grade."
Of course, it was a lie from start to finish.
It was because of Decarabia's testimony that Bikir discovered the connection between Sikkeok and Sadi.
[I was wondering where I had smelled this before, but now I know. That guy's blood smells similar to Sadi. Perhaps the two have some kind of connection.]
Bikir also became convinced after smoking a cigarette with Sikkeok's blood on it.
These were enough clues to guess who the 'Queen' was who sent her subordinates down here to Nouvelle Vague to save 'him'.
Bikir growled.
"I tried to get him out at the right time, but he ended up in such a stupid accident. What's more, you even sold me out to the guards?"
"Sell it! "It's not even possible!"
"I already know that you reported me to Suware. "If you lie again, I will make you rot here forever."
"omg!? Sorry, sorry. Well, I didn't know the identity of the Night Hound at all, so... … ."
I thought back to my past before I was trapped here.
Now that I think about it, it seems like the queen she served spoke quite often about wanting to meet the 'Hound of the Night'.
"At the time, I thought it was just about looking for a subordinate or partner… … "Well, I was short-thinking."
I was completely overwhelmed by Bikir's bright eyes.
At the same time, a light of infinite trust and relief sparkled in his eyes.
"Then can I live? "Can we get out of here?"
"There's still a chance."
"Uh, what should I do?"
"I told you, didn't I? "After activating Level 1's blue sphere, we must go out and rescue 'him.'"
"Teach me!"
"Then, from now on, faithfully do as I tell you. Considering that I almost messed up my lines because of what happened today, I want to remove myself from the Great Prison Break member... … ."
When Bikir showed his discomfort, Shikkeot flinched with a look of embarrassment.
Soon, Bikir noticed a procession of guards creeping up behind Sikkeok.
"If everything that happens from now on can be resolved smoothly, I'll let it go. I will have to live as if I were dead and be a model prisoner until the next 'disaster' occurs. Do you understand?"
"Well, of course. "I will risk my life to disguise myself."
"I'll try to trust you just this once more. "If you make a fuss again, know that it won't be worth it."
"yes!"
"good. Then, just be calmly arrested by the guards who approach behind you. "I just do a moderate amount of acting."
"yes! But if I'm caught, won't I be taken to solitary confinement? Maybe he will be executed... … ."
"Just take the risk of going to solitary confinement. You can't even stop that. If you want to escape from prison, you have to do that much. "But don't worry, if the execution decision is made, the time to escape from prison will be accelerated."
After hearing Bikir's words, Shikyot nodded with bright eyes.
Right at that moment.
"Now! "Pounce!"
Lieutenant Colonel Bastille's thunderous shout was heard from behind.
At the same time, military-level guards, including Lieutenant Colonel Bastille, rushed behind Shikkeok.
"Ugh!? Hey, what is this! When did we end up here? Wow, I couldn't even imagine! "Ugh!"
He fell to the floor, making a fuss that made even Vikir, who was watching, fret.
But fortunately, the atmosphere was so tense that no one was suspicious.
… puck! … Pow! Ttuduk! Crack! … Clap! … Crunch!
His arms and legs were filled with heavy BDSM restraints.
At that time, the suppressed Sikkeok and Bikir's eyes met.
Frown-
He winked and smiled at Bikir.
Bikir also nodded once with a dull expression.
Before I knew it, the face had returned to Garum's.
Soon, low-level guards flocked to Garum as well.
"Garm! Are you okay!?"
"Wow, you look really cool when you smoke!"
"what? Why is your face so bloody again? "When did you get hit?"
Before he knew it, Bikir had recreated the burn marks on his face with hot dirt he picked up from the floor.
The slightly changed positions of the scars were not noticeable due to the dust, sulfur powder, and blood stains.
The lower-ranking guards gathered around Garum and chatted quietly for a while longer.
at that time.
"… … !"
The junior guards who had been chattering around Bikir all cleared the way to the side.
As Bikir turned his head to see something, a person caught his eye.
It was Circo.
"… … I."
Kirko approached with slow steps and stood in front of Vikir.
And asked in a low voice.
"are you okay?"
"… … ."
"face… … It looks like you're hurt a lot... … ."
Even though she hesitated, she couldn't take her eyes off Vikir's face.
"done. "If you leave it alone, it will get better."
It's true. With the power of the Basilisk, even a burn of this magnitude can be regenerated in less than a second.
However, Kirko, who did not know that fact, did not leave Vikir's presence.
"Now, just a moment."
"… … ?"
Before Bikir could stop him, Kirko took something out of his front pocket.
It was an ointment for burns.
"… … "It must have hurt."
Kirko unconsciously blurted out a word.
After that, he kept his mouth shut and started applying burn ointment to Bikir's face.
Considering her usual cold and cold image, it was quite an unexpected scene, so the lower-ranking guards around her reacted in surprise.
Meanwhile, Bikir tried to say that he didn't need it, but left it alone.
Because there was something more important than that right now.
Wherever Bikir turned his gaze, he saw him being bound and dragged away by high-ranking guards.
"Listen carefully! "You are in solitary confinement for three months!"
"It won't end in solitary confinement! "Once your solitary confinement is over, I'll make you work like crazy!"
"After that, I will execute you! okay!?"
"I swear on my name! "I will definitely put you on the execution platform!"
All of the high-ranking guards could not hide their anger at having been deceived by Shikkeot's bravado.
Sapilgwijeong (事必歸正). It was a natural result.
'… … 'I won't be able to hold out for long.'
Vikir clicked his tongue and thought.
Ever since I found out that he was the culprit who caused the 'Red Death' to spread among the natives of Suhae a long time ago, I had no intention of letting him go.
Even if he can easily endure the torture and solitary confinement, it doesn't matter because he has also thought about the next steps.
I heard Decarabia giggling from my chest.
[Giggles - Calming down a damn prisoner in the vain hope of escaping prison. The lying is also top-notch. He walks step by step towards death without even knowing that he is being deceived. Isn't this the most cruel torture? I don't know who is the devil and who is the demon hunter.]
"Be quite."
Bikir pretended to feel uncomfortable and pounded his chest with his fist.
'anyway. Is this the end of the situation?'
Riot by prisoners on level 8.
This commotion, which could have turned into a major disaster if one were not careful, was resolved surprisingly quickly thanks to the actions of a low-ranking guard.
and.
"hey. bittern."
From behind, Lieutenant Colonel Bastille, the person in charge of this suppression, could be heard calling for Bikir.
"Good job. You did really well. I never thought I would have such a great subordinate under me. "Why didn't I recognize this talent until now?"
Bikir was able to anticipate what would happen next from the words of Lieutenant Colonel Bastille, who patted his shoulder and showered him with praise.
The time has come for meritorious work.