There is a door here.
It is truly huge and sturdy.
Perfect circle. The door is white at the top and black at the bottom, forming a Taegeuk pattern.
The grand scale that completely overwhelms those who see it, and once closed, it is strong enough to block anything in the world.
Diameter 70m. 5m thick. Weight 6,535 tons. The materials are mithril and adamantium, and a little copper applied to the surface to prevent corrosion.
People around the world call this, which has the shape of a round circle, the 'Gate of Good and Evil.'
This circular door is the main gate of Nouvelle Vague and a symbol of Nouvelle Vague, the final boundary that separates good and evil inside and out.
Bikir was amazed under this huge door that formed the top ceiling of the Nouvelle Vague castle.
"… … Even if the Nouvelle Vague falls to pieces, this door will survive."
[I agree. How did human technology make such a strong door?]
If even Decarabia, which has the nickname 'Wailing Wall', was impressed, I've said everything.
The Gate of Good and Evil, which can be said to be a symbol of the Nouvelle Vague, was much larger, sturdier, and grander than the vaults previously seen in bourgeois houses.
Even Vikir, who had seen the end of the Demon Extermination War, could not possibly imagine it being destroyed.
[But human, why are you looking through that door? Are you really trying to break through? I don't think we'll ever be able to break through with human power, right?]
In response to Decaravia's grumpy words, Bikir responded in a low voice.
"Do you like surfing?"
[…] … ?]
Decarabia just rolled his eyes as if he didn't understand what was going on.
[Tell me in words what you are thinking. Don't just keep your mouth shut because it's frustrating to see it all the time!]
"Was it frustrating to watch?"
[…] … You're not asking because you don't know, right?]
Bikir smiled slightly and looked away.
"sorry. I was trained to keep my mouth shut my whole life. "All of my talkative colleagues and brothers have all died mysteriously."
[…] … Sheesh.]
Meanwhile, numerous high-ranking guards, including Lieutenant Colonel Bastille, were waiting in front of the Gate of Good and Evil.
They are waiting for the admission news that will be announced in a few hours.
"Director Orca is finally coming back. This is the first time I've been away for this long. He's been there for over two years maybe?"
"Besides, it's reassuring to know that Colonel Dordium and Colonel Suware are returning together. "It's been a long time since the big three of Nouvelle Vague gathered in one place."
"But are there so many prisoners to escort that the warden and two colonels had to go up to the ground at once?"
"They said this was the biggest one ever. "I think the number of criminals has increased because public order has collapsed."
"ground? Why is security on earth collapsing? "Has there been a coup again?"
"The news is so bad that this person is from Nouvelle Vague. I guess a civil war broke out. It is said to be at the level of war between countries, not at the level of groups. "There are rumors that demons have invaded."
"That's nonsense. "The question of destruction or apocalypse comes only from religious books."
"Well, anyway. They say that the world is now in a state of chaos compared to the Warring States Period. "This Nouvelle Vague, which was originally considered hell, has actually become heaven."
"By the way, did you hear? I heard that there is a person scheduled to transfer to Level 10 this time. He was sentenced to Level 9 right away without a trial. But it's a girl. "They even said it was pretty."
"Are you crazy? He would be a monster of monsters if he were to be thrown straight into Level 9 without a trial. "I wonder if that would make her look like a woman."
The prisoners seemed nervous, talking among themselves about various things and preparing for the future in their own way.
And of course, Bikir was not at all interested in their conversation.
'… … 'An opportunity arises when everyone's eyes are focused on the news.'
New prisoners come in wearing BDSM restraints.
The guards will pay close attention to the admission ceremony in order to monitor new inmates and at the same time suppress them.
And in the meantime, the original surveillance and control over prisoners is weakened, even if only slightly.
All of these were rhythms that I had clearly grasped during my years as a prison guard.
Aiming for that moment, Bikir plans to assassinate Brigadier General Vidism.
Bikir recalled his past battle with her.
'Oh, no, no…' … If I die... … Prisoners' restraints and iron bars... … Everyone loses their power... … That's it... … That's it... … '
These are the words that a shriveled, withered BDSM desperately uttered while crawling on the floor.
It was a voice so desperate that it could not be felt as a lie at all.
'You said that if Brigadier General BDSM dies, all BDSM restraints lose their power, right?'
She kindly revealed all her secrets, but Vikir had already guessed this fact due to several circumstances before that.
'… … Taking advantage of the guards' attention focused on the news, they kill Brigadier General BDSM. Then, the restraints of all prisoners in the Nouvelle Vague will be released.'
The BDSM handcuffs, shackles, and prison bars that restrain mana and strength are all released.
It also belonged to all the prisoners in the Nouvelle Vague at the same time.
If that happens, the prisoners who went through the admission ceremony will immediately change.
The guards will initially be confused as they deal with the new prisoners, and then face enormous secondary damage coming from underground.
Level 1, 1st floor. Level 2 on the 2nd floor, Level 3 on the 3rd floor... … As time goes by, more and more powerful lower-level prisoners will stand up and stand up to the main gate of this place where the admission ceremony is taking place.
It was clear that a riot on a scale that had never occurred before in the history of the Nouvelle Vague would break out.
'A crisis is an opportunity. Chances that will completely change your life will flood you every second and moment.'
And Vikir planned to use the confusion to activate Poseidon and escape from prison.
Only then will prison escape in its full meaning be completed.
'For that to happen, I need to work on BDSM in advance.'
Bikir quietly retreated.
Since all the guards were looking at the Gate of Good and Evil with nervous expressions, it was a good idea to sneak to the rear.
'Wait, there's a place I'll stop by before that... … .'
Bikhir took some time to spare before putting his plan into action.
Because there were two people I would meet before that.
However, the first person came to Bikir before Bikir did.
"… … !"
While Bikir was falling backwards, he felt a touch on his back and suddenly turned his head.
Kirko was looking up at Bikir from behind.
Seeing the look in her eyes that made it impossible to guess what she was thinking, Vikir opened her mouth in a calm tone.
"What are you doing here, Adjutant? "I understand you're off duty today."
"… … You can't rest alone when your boss is working. "I'm here to help."
She was fully dressed in uniform.
Bikir sighed softly.
"I was just on my way to your room."
For a moment, Kirko's face turned faintly red.
"Well, if you think my room is such an easy place just because it happened once that night... … ."
In response to Kirko's reaction, which seemed to be misunderstanding something again, Vikir shook his head.
"No, don't go back to your room today."
"… … ."
Then, Kirko's face turns even redder.
"Is this an order? If you say it so firmly, I guess there is nothing I can do about it. Because I'm a subordinate, because I'm a subordinate… … ."
"… … ?"
Vikir frowned for a moment as the conversation continued to go astray from earlier.
Eventually, Vikir spoke to Kirko in an extremely cold and sharp voice.
"Go to the 5th floor, to the balloon eel breeding farm right now."
"… … ?"
"Don't ask why. Just make sure you wait there until I get there. "This is an order."
Kirko tilted his head, but quickly nodded at Vikir's serious expression.
"… … It feels like something strange is about to happen. All right."
Kirko is a smart person.
Her answer is trustworthy.
Bikir nodded and turned around.
The second hand moves relentlessly.
The predicted bloodshed.
It was truly goodbye to Nouvelle Vague.
* * *
smart-
A hallway with water droplets falling down.
Bikir was walking through an empty corridor and on an arched bridge connecting spire to spire.
Several low-ranking guards stand guard and salute when they see Bikir.
They were people I knew because the room I stayed in when I was a low-level guard was nearby.
Bikir accepted their salute with a wave of his hand.
And he said something.
"There is no need to stand guard anymore. Go to the 5th floor and wait. "The kennel will not be accessible at the moment, so the closer it is, the better."
The only way to survive the disaster that is about to occur.
Bikir said this to most of the guards he met.
The junior guards who heard Bikir's words just looked at each other and tilted their heads.
Jeopuk- Jeopuk- Jeopuk-
The black hallways and spiral staircases continue endlessly.
A distant abyss 10,000 meters below the sea floor. Bikir continued to sink into the damp, damp silence.
A deep-sea fish passes by, emitting a faint light, outside a window made of flubber slime.
If you turn the corner in front of you about two more times, you will find the room where BDSM is staying.
… … Right then.
"Where are you going in such a hurry, Major Garum, 'the dirty dog'?"
An eerie voice came from the darkness ahead.
"No, should I say Major Vikir, the 'Hound of the Night'? Hehehehehe-"
A sound of laughter that I had heard once before.
Vikir curled the corners of his mouth dryly.
"okay. "I was already planning to see your face before I left."
There is only one being in Nouvelle Vague who makes such an unpleasant voice.
A man with ominously writhing black skin and eerie eyes and teeth.
Colonel Black Tongue.
He was waiting for Bikir, buried in the dark.