Chapter 313
Chapter 313
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 313
Chapter Title: God's Atlantis
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“Hey. You flinched when you saw me earlier, didn't you?”
“Th-that...”
The guy gulped down dry saliva as he stared at the pig with its knee shattered. Then, out of nowhere, he dropped to both knees in front of me.
“...I'll let it slide just this once.”
I pressed the pressure points on the fallen pig, Sevige, to stop the bleeding. The immediate danger of death was gone for now, but he'd still need proper treatment.
If he dies right now, that'll be a problem. At least until tomorrow... no, the day after. Guess I'll have to use a potion.
After stopping the bleeding, I lifted my head and glanced to the side. Beyond the iron bars, prisoners in the cell opposite were staring over at us.
“What're you looking at?”
“......”
The prisoners didn't tear their eyes away even after I spoke. They were watching with rapt interest, apparently convinced the bars confining them would keep them safe.
Clang!
I grabbed one of the iron bars. Pouring all my strength into it, the bar crumpled sideways.
“Giving you three seconds. Eyes down. Before I come over there and kill you all.”
“......!”
The prisoners jolted in shock and hastily bowed their heads.
I scanned the area once more. In the now murderously cold atmosphere, not a single prisoner dared meet my gaze.
I flopped down onto the floor.
I raised my left hand. To anyone else, it would've looked empty, but right now, my left hand held a smartphone—made invisible through my unique trait, Deception (SS).
I pulled a palm-sized scroll from my inventory.
I slapped the scroll onto the steel shackles. It gave off a faint glow before vanishing.
Now there's no one in this prison who can stop me.
That didn't mean I could go on a rampage, though. The guards and prisoners weren't my match, but a knight order was stationed near Austen Prison. I wasn't strong enough to take on a whole order by myself.
I glanced over.
Sevige's knee, healed by potion, now bore a scar instead of a wound. But it was twisted the wrong way. They hadn't set the bone properly during treatment.
Whatever. Not my problem.
The bastard had tried to rape me, after all. He could be a cripple for life, and I wouldn't care. Hell, I'd prefer if he just dropped dead.
“Renji, right?”
“Y-yes...! That's me!”
Renji snapped to attention and replied. I eyed him for a moment before asking,
“You know a guy named Owen?”
Owen.
The mission from Elena was to break him out of somewhere in Austen Prison. If he wouldn't come willingly, I had to kill him.
To keep Helten's informant from spilling any secrets.
“N-no idea. First time hearing the name. Wait... did you come to Austen Prison just to find that guy?”
“And what if I did? You gonna report me or something?”
Renji frantically shook his head.
“No! Absolutely not! I overstepped!”
I asked the other prisoners about Owen next. Result: no one here knew him. They might be lying, but it was unlikely.
“Uh... what crime did this Owen guy commit to get locked up?”
Renji asked me.
“Fraud.”
“...This building only holds men convicted of rape.”
“So he's in another building. Which one?”
“This is Building 4. Fraud convicts do their time in Buildings 12 through 16, as far as I know.”
“Far away?”
“N-no, not really. Not like the women's side... it's about a 10-minute walk.”
I listened to Renji expressionlessly, but one word caught my interest.
“Women's side?”
“Yes. The west side of the prison is where the female prisoners live. Even the guards there are all women...”
“Oh? Can I meet them?”
“Under normal circumstances, absolutely not.”
“And non-normal ways?”
“Deals with the guards.”
“Where do you lot get the money?”
“Sometimes they put us to work. Or draft us as soldiers. Volunteer for those, and you earn cash. Or beg family, friends, or comrades outside for money.”
“Pay the guards to fuck the female prisoners, huh?”
“Exactly.”
“No different from whores. The male guards must get it whenever they want.”
“The women's side is managed by female guards, so the men can't just do whatever. Though the women sometimes try to fuck us too. Of course, with enough money, you can bang a female guard. Heh heh.”
Renji let out a sleazy chuckle.
An image flashed in my mind like a porno: a seductive female guard in tight leather, whipping a male prisoner while riding him.
No. Snap out of it.
I shook my head to clear the thought and asked Renji,
“How's the quality of the female guards or prisoners compared to city whores?”
“...Way below.”
“Why?”
“Any pretty female prisoner who comes in gets sold off to brothels or rich merchants by the warden for cash. Hot women would rather be whores than deal with criminals as guards. Most female guards are ugly country girls who couldn't even make it as hookers.”
It hit me anew: this prison wasn't for rehabilitation.
“Viscount Austen knows about the warden's antics and lets it slide?”
“The viscount doesn't care about what happens inside. The warden's his own brother. He turns a blind eye to most things.”
Any fantasies about female guards or prisoners shattered. I'd half-thought about rounding up some women for a prison sex party if time allowed...
Not interested in low-tier chicks. What do I lack?
I could buy the top city whores or just grab any hot one I fancied and fuck her.
Focus on the job. If that Owen bastard won't come along... just kill him.
I felt bored. For today, I'd just kill time.
“So how'd you end up here? Who'd you rape?”
I asked Renji.
“Kidnapped and imprisoned my fiancée.”
Renji said it casually, without a hint of shame or regret.
“Your fiancée? Why? Once you're married, you can fuck every day anyway.”
“That bitch cheated with some young guy from the village. Tried to kill him too, but he got away... Locked her up for a week, then villagers snitched, and here I am. Twenty-year sentence, ten left.”
“Was she hot?”
“Not the village beauty, but top tier.”
“Good to know. Decent entertainment value.”
I tossed him a single gold coin. Not just any coin—a 10,000-penny one, system-recognized.
“Gasp! Th-thank you! Thank you!”
Renji caught it and bowed repeatedly.
10,000 pennies was about 100,000 won. A hefty sum just for talk, but whatever.
Money's easy to get back in Heavenly Demon mode by robbing a few times... Better to buy their eager cooperation.
For smooth mission progress.
He seemed way happier than I'd expected, so I asked,
“Just 10,000 pennies. That good, huh?”
“Enough for three rounds with a female prisoner and a pack and a half of smokes.”
“Cigarettes, right.”
I pulled cigarettes from my inventory. Not a pack—a whole carton.
“Whoooaa!”
“Cigarettes! Earth cigarettes!”
“C-can I have just one pack?!”
The area grew rowdy. I scowled, infused my voice with mana, and bellowed,
“Shut up!”
The space fell silent instantly. I tossed a pack to Renji.
“Gasp! Th-this treasure!”
“Just take it.”
I turned my gaze aside.
“You two baldies. Why're you in here?”
They jumped in eagerly at my question.
“We're from a small village called Zeglin.”
“We were hunters.”
“Next door lived a woman named Julie.”
“Been close with us since we were kids.”
“And both me and my little bro fell for her.”
“I was gonna confess first, but we fought over it.”
“The fight dragged on for three months, no winner.”
“So we changed our minds.”
“Said we'd share her.”
“Bro got days, I got nights as her husband.”
“But over time, day and night blurred. We were all tangled up.”
“So we just decided to own her together.”
“Then she tried to run, so we locked her up.”
“Julie became our dog.”
“Three months in, some passing traveler ratted us out, and here we are.”
The brothers spilled it all enthusiastically. They clearly coveted my money and smokes. I tossed each a 10,000-penny coin and a pack.
“Thank you!”
“Thank you!”
“Why not just fight to the death? Winner takes the girl.”
“Nah, even so...”
“We've been brothers for nearly thirty years.”
I glanced at Sevige next. He stared back with desperate hope.
“What about this bastard?”
“I...”
“Shut it! Didn't ask you. Renji! You tell me.”
Sevige's face twisted in despair. No pity from me—just the urge to smash his skull.
Renji gauged my mood before speaking cautiously.
“Sevige raped twin siblings. He's been here three years...”
“Eh, whatever. So he's bi. Boring.”
I tossed Renji a pack. Then asked the other cells' stories.
“Me...”
“Mine's kinda unfair...”
As I listened, the building door opened, and a guard appeared.
“...Huh? Why's it so quiet today? You bastards up to something?”
“No!”
“Fine. Just don't cause trouble. Too lazy to torture you. Sleep quietly.”
The guard killed the corridor lights and left. It was too early for me to sleep, so I chatted with the other prisoners. The ones who'd scored money and smokes were thrilled to talk.