Chapter 60: The Plundering Guard (12)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 60: The Plundering Guard (12)
Having obtained the footage, I debated my next move. Should I send it to Hans immediately, or wait until I had a few more recordings saved up?
After returning home and having some wild sex with Iruna, I reached a conclusion: I’d send it right away.
The longer Hans stayed in prison, the more time I’d have to train Yuna. However, since his crime wasn't severe, I figured he’d be released soon. That’s what sparked my decision. If he saw the crystal and went on a rampage, I could pin a jailbreak attempt on him or label him a subversive element to keep him locked up even longer.
On Hans's second day of imprisonment, I couldn't deliver the crystal because I didn't know anyone at the jail. After calling Mehya over for sex and explaining the situation, she spoke up.
"Can't you just ask one of your classmates for a favor?"
"My classmates? I have classmates?"
Since transmigrating, I hadn't seen anyone I’d call a peer, so the thought hadn't even crossed my mind. Not only Mehya, but even Iruna looked at me with dead eyes.
"Of course you do. Do you have any idea how many people were in your recruitment class? If I recall, there were about fifty."
"What? Lord Sma had that many classmates?"
Iruna spat out my cock, which she had been sucking, and looked up in shock.
"That's not many at all. If anything, it's on the lower side. There's so much work for the guards but never enough people. Look at me—I'm being run ragged every day. I've got duty again tomorrow. It's killing me."
"I'm not really interested in that. Tell me more about the classmates."
"This brat... if your dick wasn't so big, I would've killed you by now."
For a moment, Mehya showed a glimpse of her alpha-female side. Since she was being cheeky, I gave her breasts a firm squeeze, and her expression immediately softened into a dazed, blissful look.
"Listen to you, getting all worked up just from a junior's touch. Hurry up and tell me about the classmates."
"Haaah... fine. You know guards do more than just dungeon checkpoints, right?"
"Of course."
Actually, I didn't. This is where being shameless comes in handy. Usually, when people ask, "You know, right?" they assume you already do, so if you just nod along, they'll keep talking.
"The rookies with decent grades or good personalities are put in charge of managing Low-Rank dungeons. But there are fewer than ten Low-Rank dungeons in the capital. The rest are sent to prison guard duty, gate security, and things like that."
"Then Lord Sma must have had excellent grades! As expected of my Lord!"
"Exactly. I was curious, so I looked it up—he graduated at the top of his class. There's a reason Lady Serika looks out for him. He has a promising future."
Aha. I had wondered why someone as high-ranking as the Guard Captain would visit my post on the very first day; it was because I was the valedictorian. I’d assumed I was a liability and she was there to keep an eye on me.
"Anyway, go look for your classmates tomorrow. There might be someone you were close with at the training camp."
Taking Mehya's advice, I visited the prison the following day. I left the checkpoint in Rena's hands for a bit. If she hadn't been there, I would've been stuck waiting until my shift ended. It really is better to have more people on the job.
As soon as I arrived at the prison, a guard greeted me warmly.
"Oh! Isn't that Sma?"
Who is this? For now, I’ll just act like I know him.
"It's been a while. How've you been?"
"Great, of course. I've heard a lot about you. You took down a hunter who tried to rape a woman, dealt with a Mandrake, and even arrested that slut who hid contraband in her pussy? You were special even back at the training camp, but you're really killing it now that we're on duty."
"Well, you know."
"Where are my manners? This is my senior, Gorubau. Senior, this is the guy I was telling you about."
"Right. I've heard plenty about you. What brings you here?"
Gorubau was a muscular guard who looked like he could easily total 500 on the big three lifts. My transmigrated body was muscular too, but I couldn't even hold a candle to this guy.
"I'm here to see a prisoner named Hans."
"That hunter who's in for insulting a guard? You came to see how the investigation is going?"
"Something like that. I also wanted to ask him why he felt the need to curse at me."
"Should I process this as an official visitation?"
"Is that necessary? I just want to have a quick word through the bars."
"Understood."
Gorubau readily granted me access. My classmate was assigned as my guide. As soon as we entered the prison interior, he asked:
"Is that really why you're here? You're not here to beat the shit out of him?"
"Am I allowed to do that?"
"Of course! He's locked up for a crime; how's he going to resist us? As long as you don't break anything or kill him, nobody will say a word."
"Oh."
Being a guard really is the best. I felt a rush of authority.
"But I'm not here to hit him. I just have something I want to show him. It's a crystal ball with a short video stored on it. Is that okay?"
"As long as it's not something that helps him escape, it's abso-fucking-lutely fine. But what kind of video is it?"
"Something that'll make Hans furious. I can't give details; it's a private matter."
"Hmm..."
My classmate stroked his chin.
"Well, you're not the type to do anything stupid. Are you going to give it to him yourself?"
"Not really. I don't even want to see his face."
"Hey, it's just us, you can be honest. Honestly, if someone insulted me like that, I would've beaten him half to death. You can just blame it on the interrogator, so there's no need to worry about the consequences."
I hadn't intended to hit Hans, but hearing him talk made it tempting. However, I held back. He needed to be in one piece so he could react more violently when I finally took Yuna from him. If he was too injured to move, he wouldn't be able to play his part in my plan.
"I'm really fine."
"You truly are the most upright guy in our class. Ah, here's the cell where Hans is being held."
The cell door only had a small window with iron bars and a food slot, making it hard to see inside. The other cells I’d passed on the way were just iron bars, allowing a full view. Why was he in this one?
I’d satisfy my curiosity later; first, I had to deliver the crystal.
"Give this to him."
"Me?"
"He might recognize my voice and try to talk to me."
"Aha. Fair enough. Hang on. It's almost lunchtime, so I'll give it to him with his meal. That cool?"
"I'm the one asking for a favor; I'm not going to be picky. Do whatever you want."
"That's our Sma."
Was that a compliment? We went to the kitchen and loaded a few trays with meal plates.
"Guards handle the food too? Isn't that usually a jailer's job?"
"Is there really a need to distinguish the two? If a guard is assigned to the prison, he becomes a jailer. Today, the guys on rotation didn't get any backup, so I had to pull exterior guard duty too. Usually, I'm just circling the cells, so I only ever hear people call me 'jailer.' Sometimes I even forget I'm a guard."
"Aha. Sounds like a lot of work."
"It's nothing. We just do some patrols and then kick back in the breakroom. You're stuck guarding a checkpoint all day; that's got to be way tougher."
"Is it?"
I’d need to have worked elsewhere to make a comparison. Lately, it had been exhausting with hunters lining up to enter the dungeon. It was fine on the first day when things were slow.
As we dropped off meals at various cells along the way, it finally became Hans's turn. My classmate, whose name was Bruce, took the crystal from me and lowered his voice.
"4885. Lunch."
"Officer! When can I get out of here? Were there any requests for a visit?"
Hans shouted desperately, but Bruce coolly ignored him. Then he whispered to me:
"You can't listen to every little thing they say. At first, I used to listen to what they had to say, but it's mostly 'I'm innocent,' 'Let me out,' and so on. It's all useless bullshit."
"Just a waste of time."
"Exactly. Though, sometimes it's rewarding. For example... the female hunter over here."
Bruce grinned and pointed to a cell that was completely visible. Inside was a woman wearing loose-fitting prison blues.
Her face was average, but as expected of a hunter, she had a great body. In particular, the cleavage peeking through her prison uniform was quite erotic.
Wait, I recognized that face. Who was she? She wasn't pretty enough to be an eroge heroine. Was she a hunter who had visited my dungeon a few times?
"4874. Eat your lunch."
"Thank you, Officer Bruce. I'll enjoy it ♡"
The female hunter tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and acted coquettishly. Her exposed neck and collarbone were covered in dark hickeys.
Aha. Now I knew why he said it was rewarding. He was fucking the prisoners.
As I nodded in understanding, Bruce nudged my side with his elbow.
"She's a turn-on, right? This bitch makes coming to work worth it lately. You want to give her a go? The senior won't mind if you're a little late."
"I'm good."
I was planning to visit Yuna today to film a blowjob training video. After that, I had to fill Iruna with my cum.
Maybe it was because the number of women around me was increasing, but Iruna had been clinging to me every day, saying she wanted to get pregnant.
When I told her she should be sending the money she earned from hunting monsters back home and that she wouldn't be able to hunt if she got pregnant, she said she’d already sent plenty of money, so it was fine. Apparently, she’d earned in a few days what she would have made in a month doing odd jobs back in her village.
This is why there's no end to novice hunters. It's the classic high-risk, high-reward profession.
"Tsk. Well, I guess. You probably get plenty at the checkpoint, so why would you want to settle for a woman here? Wait, actually... I heard rumors that you haven't been touching the female hunters lately. Are you impotent or something?"
"What are you talking about? It's because I have to get back to work. I left my junior in charge to come here for a bit, so I have to hurry."
"You were like that at the training camp, and you haven't changed even after being assigned a dungeon. I thought I might get some perks thanks to you, but I guess I'll just head out too."
Bruce smacked his lips. He wanted to use me as an excuse to have sex. Well, since he wasn't working alone and had a senior with him, he probably had to be mindful.
I had no intention of going through extra trouble for some guy. Just as I was about to leave, the female hunter screamed.
"Hieee! Guard Sma! Why are you here?! I've been good, I haven't done anything!"
"What? You know me?"
"Uh... you don't know me?"
"Is there a reason I should?"
The female hunter gritted her teeth.
"Ho... hoho. You're the one who arrested me, Officer."
"Me? You? Ah! You're the hunter who hid mana stones in her anus."
"What? She was the one? I had no idea."
I finally remembered. Rena had performed the inspection and thrown her in jail. I thought she might have been executed, but it turned out she’d become the guards' communal meat toilet.
I was about to say something more when a rage-filled scream erupted from the cell where Hans was locked up.
"SMA!!! YOU SON OF A BITCH!!! I'LL KILL YOU!!!!!"
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
Bruce gave me a bewildered look.
"What the hell was in that crystal to make him flip out like that?"
"Is that what's important right now?"
The fact that a prisoner was rioting was what mattered. I grabbed Bruce and ran toward Hans's cell.