A Genius Wizard Who Escaped From Prison Chapter 15

A Genius Wizard Who Escaped From Prison 15

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“It hurts my head.”

Director Diaman put one hand on his stinging forehead.

Until just 30 minutes ago, he was enjoying tea at the dormitory.

However, he had returned to his office due to a report that came in out of nowhere.


It was still raining outside.

As the sun went down, only the lights of the facilities in the prison were visible occasionally.

“Gerek is dead.”

The body recovered on the first floor went up and checked.

He did not lift the cloth and check his face.

He said that when he was rescued from the excited prisoners, his body had already been mutilated to the point where he could not recognize his form.

Not only did he not want to see a disgusting figure, he was able to confirm his identity only with his bloated body.

“Umm… .”

He knew that prisoners wagered a fight bet.

Also the fact that the guards are involved.

However, no major problems have occurred so far, and there was a reason that it was cumbersome to participate, so I left it alone.

“I’m going to have to do a little bit of lockdown.”

It’s not difficult to do things quietly.

Most of the people who work here have no affiliation.

Those who have family or friends to take care of would not have applied for dispatch to such a remote area in the first place.

The guards and the prisoners are all just consumables.

“It’s okay to lose track while patrolling on the outer wall.”

The warden began to write a report for the superiors.

Gerek’s death didn’t make any sense.

The fact that he had to deal with a certain part of the work he had been handed over was just annoying.

‘I must suffer for a while. Well, the chief guard will be arriving soon.’


“Come in.”

The door opened, and the guard in a raincoat bowed his head.

“Once the prisoners were all calmed down, they drove them into the room.”

“Good job.”

“Can I wait like this?

“It’s going to be difficult, but let’s pick out just a few of those who were most directly involved in the assault.”

square square.

The pen moving over the report was unstoppable.

“And I will shoot you tomorrow morning. Because killing a prison guard is the rule, and we need to set an example for the prisoners.”

After all, the inspector who comes out every month only checks the remaining reserves of the mine or the factory is running well, but doesn’t care about anything else.

“Hey, what should I do with the money the prisoners wagered?”

At first glance, expectations were low on the guard’s face.

He said that the money he had bet on Kiftel might be reinstated.

“Well, leave that alone. Prisoners also have public sentiment. Wouldn’t the backlash be severe if they were shot and took money?”

“… All right.”

The guard nodded his head.

As he turned around to leave, he said as if he remembered something he had forgotten.

“Oh, I have one more thing to tell you. That, Cain from Room 8 of Class A.”

“Was that friend there too?”

“… The contestant is Cain. The opponent was a prisoner named Kiftel in Room 14.”

The small intestine’s forehead frowned lightly.

“You can’t use your limbs?”

“Unbelievable, I was in good shape. … And we won the fight.”

“A person is dead, do you want to joke?”

Even though he himself didn’t pay much attention to Gerek’s death, he said so.

“I really am.”

The warden looked up and looked at the guard. It didn’t seem like he was lying.

“ha. once you know get out Bring Cain tomorrow morning, and I’ll check it out myself.”

“Yes. All right.”

The guard bowed to say hello and left the room.


Listening to the sound of rain, the director finished writing the report.

Then he closed his eyes and prayed with his hands clasped.

‘I’m sorry, my friend. If you believed in God like me, you wouldn’t have died in vain.’

Of course, it wasn’t a prayer for Gerek.

‘Gerek’s friend’s fortune is not worth it. All the money in the account will go to the state… .’

My faith is sincere, but I’ve never truly prayed for someone else.

‘… Retirement year is nearing, so please allow me to spend it without any problems.’

I just pray for my own well-being.

* * *

the next morning.

Director’s office.

“Good morning.”


“I had a little bit of work last night.”

I said, creating a heavy atmosphere.

“Guardian Gerek’s job… . I am sorry.”

He closed his eyes and clasped his hands together.

The warden followed me in a pose.

As time passed, I opened my eyes at the same time.

“I heard that it was an atmosphere where no one could stop the situation. Accidents happen suddenly, but it’s still unfortunate. The funeral will be held in the evening.”

“His soul will be guided by the Goddess.”

The headmaster nodded in agreement.

“Would you like some tea?”



“I knew that prisoners enjoyed betting for entertainment.

I picked up my teacup and looked at the small intestine. Slowly bringing the point out.

“And I heard you took part in the fight, and it was pretty intense. I didn’t believe it at first, but now that I see you, I think the report is true.”

I was talking about the scratches all over my face and forearms.

He was treated with healing magic last night, but he had not yet fully recovered.

“He didn’t limp as usual when he came in. Doesn’t it need a little explanation?”

The suspicious eyes of the warden.

moon moon.

I put down the teacup and calmly recited the lines I had prepared.

“I am saved.”

“Is it salvation?”

The eyes of the small intestine gleam.

There will be something to point out.

If you were in a high-ranking position like the warden, there would be some interaction with the denomination, and you would have a lot of knowledge about it.

“I came here and realized. I mean, I’ve been living a really bad life out there.”

I tweaked the necklace.

He had a Bible in his front pocket.

“Actually, it was after I started studying the Bible properly thanks to you.”

Float it here once.

The small intestine is large, and he swallowed a dry cough.

“Every weekend, I went to church to listen to sermons, and when I returned to my room, I talked a lot with Brother Igor.”

The commander looked at me without a word.

Various emotions, such as tension and anticipation, were seen on his face.

“… And while Priest Estelle was constantly treating me, a miracle happened.”

I freely clasped the palm of the side where the tendon was cut.

“I couldn’t stop crying. I think it is a miracle that I, Priest Estelle, and Brother Igor, who prayed together, came to believe that the faith reached the Goddess.”

Take a moment to catch your breath

“And above all, thanks to the director’s teaching.”

“It’s not at all impossible, but… .”

The small intestine sinks in thought.

You might be comparing your own common sense with the current situation.

Continue the conversation without giving yourself time to think deeply.

“So I thought about what I could do for Goddess. To repay the favor I received.”

“… … ?”

“I want to erect a statue of Goddess.”

The commander looked a little perplexed.

“body? Is it like being in a vacant lot? I understand your feelings, but realistically… .”

“I know what you’re talking about. We have to find the materials to make the statue and the technicians to cut it.”

“That’s right. It’s not something that can be done easily with willpower alone.”

I pulled out a piece of notebook paper from my pocket and pushed it toward the small intestine.

“2,555,000… . What number is this?”

“This is the dividend I received yesterday. With the help of Brother Igor, it is not purely my own money, but he has already expressed his willingness to participate in the erection of the statue.”

“… It looks like the bet was quite a bit bigger than I thought.”

Small intestine swallowed dry saliva.

“This is the money I was able to get from Goddess’ protection, so I want to donate all of it to the religious denomination. Of course, I believe that the director will take charge of the delivery. We can’t get out of prison.”

“Wouldn’t it be more convenient to leave it to Priest Estelle? I know that priests often go to the capital too.”

The small intestine corrects his posture and sits down.

… unheard of sound.

I know it’s just a word thrown to save face.

“no. I wish the director would take over. In fact, I was able to lead a life of faith because of the director.”

“Then you know. If you talk like that. I don’t think there’s any need to talk about Estelle Priest. Other than that, he has a lot of work to do.”

“All right.”

A sense of relief rubbing the face of the small intestine.

I must have wondered if I would take the refusal straight away.

“But there are conditions for donations. As part of the donation, I would like to purchase ores from the mine.”

“You mean the ore?”

“Yes. The material that will cut the image.”

I explained to the warden.

Exactly what kind of ore is needed.

Also, how much does it take?

“Hmm… .”

I pretend to be worried, but the conclusion is set.

2.5 million shillings.

Considering the director’s salary, it’s not a huge amount, but it’s also not an amount that can be passed on insignificantly.

‘I will steal it. Some, if not all.’

Moreover, the amount I requested is not even the size of a fingernail compared to the total amount of mining in the mine.

“Even if you have the ingredients, who will cut the statue? To call a technician to such a remote place… .”

as planned

“The sinew was restored by the priest’s holy magic.”

It doesn’t really matter to what extent the warden believes this.

‘If you want to move a class like the warden, you must also give a justification for your actions.’

It is a living witness of salvation given by the goddess and the justification to grant the wishes of a devout believer.

In addition, no matter how you deal with it, there is also blind money that others will not know.

Some, if not all, will be taken care of.

As long as you don’t buy the wrath of the goddess, within the limits of what you think.

“The new statue, I can cut it myself.”

* * *

“So come. The studio is complete.”

After lunch, I followed the guards in charge.

“I still can’t believe it. You mean you’ve been acting since you first came in, right?”

“It wouldn’t be. I heard that the priest gave a miracle.”

Everywhere along the way, prisoners whispered.

When their eyes met, they were busy turning their heads or lowering their eyes.

In a way, it was a natural reaction.

Because the position of class leader was a position where anyone could make the rest of the sentence difficult.

If it had been the same as before, there would have been people who came to fight me when they saw me completely freed from labor.

“Oh, you have to eat this and go to work again.”

“Still, you’re better off being a factory. I have to go get the dust under the ground.”

“It was good yesterday when the entire holiday was announced. Where else are you going?”

The four people who were driven as the mastermind of the assault were dragged by the guards and disappeared somewhere.

I didn’t say anything, but everyone knew.

that they won’t come back

But very few were mourning.

Full day off and evening specials.

I was just busy eating the carrots that were placed in front of me.

There was no camaraderie among the prisoners except for a few close friends from the beginning.


The guard who was walking in front of me shuddered at my call.

What has changed is the guards.

the wrath of the prisoners.

And Gerek’s death.

‘You must be afraid of flying like Gerek.’

attitude is harmful.

Or show off a nervous tee.

It is even more so when you are with the person who knocked down Kiftel.

“You look very tired.”

In addition to tension, the guard’s face was somewhat tired.

This was due to not being able to take a proper rest during the rest of the day.

Just yesterday, all those who were off duty were mobilized to bury Gerek’s coffin.

“Eat it.”

I took a piece of chocolate from my pocket and handed it to him.

Rectangular, split-able bar.

It is a luxury brand product worth 5,000 shillings each and contains stimulant ingredients.

A few weeks ago, the silo was recruited, and as a result, I bought all the items that came into the store yesterday.

‘The amount to be used as a catalyst material is already sufficient.’

The warden attached a guard in charge to me.

That’s right, it’s just about moving between lines and guarding the front door of the studio.

It’s a face you see often, so it’s not a bad choice to set the boundaries for yourself.

“Ahhh. Thank you.”

It wasn’t long before I arrived in front of the studio.

It was a temporary building made of containers.

‘Not bad.’

After bowing to the guards, I went inside.

‘Lumps’ of 4 ores of different types, each the size of an adult male.

Tools such as carving knives, chisels, and chisels prepared on the desk in the corner.

Everything was as I requested.

I put on my apron and took a chisel and a hammer.

gang! gang!

Small pieces were taken from each ‘chunk’ and placed on the palm of the hand along with a piece of chocolate.


The gathered mana boils over, and the palms become hot.

Before long, pieces of chocolate and ore melt away.

Solids and liquids, and substances somewhere in between, gather at a point and clump together.

A bright light rises and disappears, leaving a solid catalyst in the form of a bead in its place.

[circuit level: 1]

[Mana: 60 / 260]

‘I knew it, but it consumes a lot of mana.’

A magic that creates a new substance by fusing and disturbing the elemental ratio of substances by applying heat with mana.

Shh, it wasn’t a magic that could be used often.

At my current level.

I took out the Bible and put the finished catalyst in the storage space.

The strength of the outer wall and the magic output to penetrate it have already been calculated.

The magic to use is “Fire Explosion”.

Although there are some limitations, several catalysts can be used at once.

‘It will take a month to collect the desired sheep.’

No need to be anxious.

After all, there are some things you need to arrange to move around comfortably right after the jailbreak.

“… There are things to show the warden, so you can sculpt with the remaining mana… .”

Picking up a tool, he stood in front of a lump of ore best suited for carving.

The warden was ignorant of sculpture.

With the knowledge I had read in the book, it wasn’t that difficult to pretend to be an expert.

‘It’s true to some extent. 「Understanding」 is not only applicable to magic.’


I began to slap my chin without hesitation.

The idea of sculpting a statue is right.

It’s not just to glorify God.


There are guards on the outer wall of the cliff.

And explosion magic inevitably attracts attention.


In other words, in order to escape safely, you need to focus your attention elsewhere.

All personnel standing guard on the outer wall have no choice but to go out to support there.

so gorgeous.


I continued to work.

Thinking about where to induce the completed new statue to be installed.

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