079. Rescue, or Salvation (3)
“It’s a meal.”
The meal, which consisted of a slice of bread and a bowl of soup, was pushed in through the crack under the iron gate.
The sound of the jailer’s footsteps faded away, and Milsian picked up the bowl.
Both wrists were handcuffed, but as he got used to his long imprisonment, there was no major inconvenience in eating.
The original fighters’ diets tend to come out well.
If you don’t have good nutrition, you won’t be able to fight properly on the pitch.
But he was given this food.
The quality and quantity of food declined and decreased every time he refused a scout offer that came to him on a regular basis.
The meal was over quickly.
It was embarrassing to even call it a meal.
As I leaned my back against the cold wall, I heard a croak in my stomach.
“… … .”
Physical hunger is not a problem.
Rather, it is spiritual hunger.
“It’s betrayal. Hasn’t Cain you served betrayed the boss already?」
Cain.
The only man in the world who can serve as his master.
That he betrayed the organization,
That’s nonsense.
He had a goal of destroying the organization one day, but that is a goal that will be achieved after taking over the position of the boss through official succession.
Milsian recalled his first meeting with Cain in the past.
“Milcian Reinhardt. As rumored, your sword skills are worth using. Swing that sword under me. I will make you dream again.”
These were the words of a kid in a suit who was making a riot at the bar.
At first, I snorted.
Know what your dreams are.
Since the family has collapsed, even the thugs in the back alleys are working hard.
I swung my sword with the intention of pressing down on the bridge of my nose.
It was because of drunkenness and also because of anger towards the world.
However, he was overpowered by other men in suits who appeared from behind.
And I could feel it instinctively.
They are different from all the bastards they have encountered so far.
He fell on the floor with his shoulders squashed.
The kid bent his knees in front of him and said.
“I did a lot of research on you. When I was young, I graduated from the knight’s school with excellent grades and went straight to becoming a police officer. After 10 years of abrupt retirement, he became an instructor at the Knights’ School. You must have had a dream of eradicating crime, seeing how passionate your early activities were. I have also received several citations. Promotion was guaranteed. But was the scene scary? Or maybe you hit the wall of reality while making your dream come true.”
It was hot for a moment.
The scene wasn’t scary.
He only realized the reality of the police organization.
The fact that crime is new no matter how caught it is, and that the cause lies within the police, where corruption is rampant.
Suddenly, I found myself drenched in inertia, and I felt afraid of that fact.
I thought after retirement as if running away.
In the beginning, his aptitude did not fit the police, and the profession itself as a police officer was far from the mindset one should have as a knight.
From then on, he lived as an instructor at the Capital Knights School, settling for reality.
I was feeling it unconsciously.
The fact that the choice he made was an obvious self-rationalization and self-deception.
“What do you know!”
He shook his body for a moment, but he couldn’t move because of the hand that was pressing down on his body.
“Know. very well. How rotten is the public power of this country. They don’t even care about the livelihood of the outside world, they are fighting among themselves for power. They are not greedy at all, or they are biting people who have nothing to do with their place. Just as you were accused of bribery and eventually convicted. I think he was concerned about the possibility that someone who had once made a name for himself would return to the police.”
“… How!”
“Didn’t you say I did a lot of research.”
When I was working as a police officer, there was a time when I definitely had a goal to rise to a high position.
But that’s the story of when I was young.
After retirement, he simply lived a quiet life as an instructor.
With a dream that passed in the corner of my heart.
After such a long time, I never expected that a check would come to a person who had already left the police.
For an old man like himself who has already lost his enthusiasm and ambition.
Memories of the past flashed back and forth, and my stomach churned.
Then, the kid held out his hand.
“Take my hand. Your sword must not rust like that.”
It was the eyes that seemed to suck people in. He reached out and grabbed her hand as if possessed.
After that, it was a continuation of days that I did not know how time passed.
war and strife.
Business expansion and operation.
There were times when he committed crimes, but he did not transgress the moral line.
The more I got to know a person named Cain, the more I could not help but admire him.
“I intend to eradicate all criminal organizations that exist on the continent. After that, the Blue Serpent is disbanded.”
Aside from the wit and charisma that shakes people’s minds, his ideals and longings were the same.
“What do you plan to do after you achieve your goal?”
“At that time, rest will come to me too.”
Overwhelmed with emotions, I couldn’t ask exactly what that rest was.
‘You’re never going to be discouraged by something like this.’
Milsian infused mana into his nails and engraved a small line on his shoulder.
Nails that could not withstand the mana were broken, but it was a familiar fight.
More than 100 lines were already engraved above and below the shoulder.
‘You must endure. Until Cain arrives. Or I’ll have to find a way out first… .’
hard-
It was then that the ceiling rang.
The vibration did not end once and continued.
The cries of the demons and the sound of footsteps were heard.
And the next moment I witnessed an unbelievable sight.
The color of the iron gate in front of him was turning brown and slowly crumbling.
Soon there was a hole through which a person could pass.
‘What is this… .’
Confused, he went out the door.
The other fighters were also cautiously exiting the hole with a bewildered look.
“How the hell did this happen?”
“I saw what happened upstairs. The ceiling keeps ringing.”
“Look over there, everyone! That door has been broken too!”
It was the door leading to the prison passageway.
Normally, as soon as there was a commotion inside, the security guards at the door would have arrived.
But now, beyond the hole, the guards were running somewhere with urgent steps.
“It seems like a lot of trouble is going to happen if you don’t care about us.”
“Is it magic that the door suddenly melts? Is there anyone here who can use magic?”
“It has nothing to do with magic or anything! I got a chance to run away!”
“Are you planning to leave? Do you know how many guards are out there?”
“If you touch this side too, how will it open?”
It was the door inside the prison cell.
It was connected to a spiral staircase leading up to the stadium.
“That door needs a key card. We cannot open it on our own.”
“Nope. How to touch… .”
Several fighters clinged to the door leading to the stairs.
And after a few seconds the light went out.
In an instant, the mana supplied to the door was cut off, and the fighter’s body, who had been writhing while holding the handle, was swung sideways due to inertia.
The lights came on immediately, and everyone could see the wide open door.
“Hey, it’s open!”
“The power outage helps in times like these.”
“Let’s go upstairs and check the situation.”
The fighters’ actions were quick.
Half climbed the stairs leading to the stadium, while the other half ventured out of the prison cell entrance, threatening to encounter the guards.
Soon, Milsian was left alone in the prison cell.
“… … .”
He always felt uncomfortable.
It was as if things were going according to someone’s plan.
beep-
Instantly, he frowned at the sound he heard from upstairs reflexively.
It was a very thin, fine, whistle-like sound.
Suddenly, I felt embarrassed about the situation. I’m sure I’ve heard something like this before.
“Humans cannot hear all the sounds of the world. Some sounds can only be heard by animals and demons with sensitive senses.”
“Why do I hear only my ears when others can’t?”
“It means that your senses are that sensitive. compared to any other young man. You’re on active duty to hear what I can’t hear.”
Once upon a time, I saw an object in the shape of a ball with a strange sound.
It’s a special item made by requesting from Clarkfield.
I couldn’t understand the difficult words about frequency and audible range.
However, some facts were understandable.
The sound of a specific frequency can increase aggression by attracting and driving the demonic beast into a state of excitement.
“It sounds like you can’t hear it for sure. When you hear the sound and no one appears.”
“That’s why I brought you here. We have to double-check on site to make sure this thing is working properly.”
He infiltrated the building of the hostile organization and planted a ball.
It was an organization whose main business was the trafficking of magical beasts, and there were dozens of beasts underground.
And within a few hours, the organization was destroyed by the products they were dealing with.
It sounded the same as back then.
‘no way.’
It felt like a spark.
My heart started beating like crazy.
For a moment, I felt mana moving behind my back.
This too was a subtle vibration that only those with extremely sensitive senses could feel.
turned around
Mana, which had hardened in the air, was moving my body and emitting light.
The light was pointing somewhere on the ceiling.
He stood up by supporting the chair that had been placed for the guard.
With just a little bit of force, the tiles on the ceiling fell.
Inside, a pipe was twisted, and a sword was inserted between them.
It was a sword of the same length and design as the one he had been using.
“… … .”
He held the sword with trembling hands.
The light continued upward from the ceiling of the 5th basement to the floor of the 4th basement.
I never believed in God.
However, I thought that if there was anything like a miracle from God, it would be the same moment as it is now.
The gap between the wrists was so narrow that there was no posture to cut the chain with a sword.
Holding the sword in the opposite direction, he followed the light and shoved himself through the pipes and climbed.
Pushing the tile that touched his head, he climbed to the floor of the 4th basement floor.
Urgent footsteps and shouts could be heard from all corners of the hallway.
It felt quieter than the 5th floor, where security was rushed to catch the fleeing fighters.
Here, too, I moved down the hallway following the continuing light.
A guard appeared in the middle, but because of the sword, it was not an opponent.
It was not difficult to cut through a few members of the general organization even if the mana was restricted due to the handcuffs and the posture was also uncomfortable.
The door to the Beast Management Room was open.
All our bars were corroded and crumbled, and there were signs of battle everywhere.
Red bloodstains, whether it was a beast or a human, continued along the spiral staircase with the light.
went up the stairs.
There was no one on the stairs, so only the sound of footsteps echoed through the empty space, and the closer you got to the top, the louder the shouts and screams grew.
At the end of the stairs, a passage appeared.
The door that would normally block the road was also wide open.
As we passed through the aisle and went out to the stadium, light poured in.
He opened his frowned eyes and looked around.
It was a hellish landscape.
The members of the arena and the beasts were tangled and fighting.
The fighters who managed to reach this point tried to escape through the broken glass wall, and their necks were escaped by the guards waiting in the spectator’s seat.
The light was still on.
towards the center of the stadium.
It continued as if possessed.
And suddenly I felt a gaze looking at me.
It was a masked man.
Wearing a plain gray mask with no decorations, apparently neither good nor evil.
The closer he got to him, the more his heart pounded.
The moment we finally met in the middle, I felt tears welling up as I saw his face with the mask off.
He knelt down on one knee and said in a muffled voice.
“Forever my lord. See you Cain.”
“You must have said that the title of Master was uncomfortable to hear.”
It was a familiar voice.
At the same time, all of this started to make sense.
why didn’t you realize
The voice of the guard who came to visit yesterday was somehow similar to the voice of the one he swore allegiance to.
“sorry. You have violated the order I gave you before.”
“… Do you still have the feeling of being a knight in your body and mind?”
Milsian grabbed the blade and pointed the handle to Cain.
“I’ll give you the format.”
There was still a war going on around them.
In the midst of noise and screams, Cain spoke softly, and his voice pierced Milsian’s ears.
As if only the two of them exist in a separate space separated from the surrounding landscape.
Cain took the sword.
He tapped Malsian on both shoulders with the blade of a sword, like a ceremony to confer knighthood and establish a relationship with a war god.
Then, he injected mana into the sword and slashed the handcuffs.
Clap!
The chain part of the handcuffs split in half, and Malsian’s eyes widened in surprise.
“Cain-sama, now you have mana… !”
Cain turned the sword and handed the handle back to Milsian.
“Branch. You will have to swing your sword again, so prepare yourself for suffering again in the future.”
bang!
Cain said as he shot a beast down behind Milsian’s back.
“All right.”
Taking the sword with a determined face, Milsian stood up.
There were a lot of targets around him that his sword had to cut.