Survive as a Prison Guard in the Game

Chapter 127
Dragonian (2)

While making Rebecca King was important, it was also crucial to prepare for what would happen next.

This is when the scheme goes awry.

Rodwell’s mind filled with anger.

Wondering how this could have happened, and whether there was a traitor within the Organization. In his confusion, he’ll make some poor judgments.

This is when he plans to kill Rodwell.

“The problem is…”

A skill Rodwell possesses.

Dragon’s Blood.

Dragons are said to be lords of mana, demigods, and are said to maintain order in the world on behalf of the Goddess of Creation.

Rodwell, who possesses the blood of such a dragon, is almost akin to being invincible.

As such, Rodwell’s power was such that he could not be killed except by some of the most powerful people on the continent.

The power of mana contained in a dragon’s blood.

Because of its extreme resistance to mana, it was incredibly difficult to defeat, even with magic or aura blade.

In order to defeat him, the same dragon’s power was required.

“Dragon’s Body.”

The fourth skill to be copied.

Like Rodwell’s dragon blood, this skill made one extremely resistant to mana and allowed one to use dragon magic that only dragons could use.

There was only one person on the continent who possessed this skill.

The Half Dragon.

Redis Kairov.

Born to a Red Dragon father and a human mother, he needs to copy her skill.

“The only one capable of harnessing the power of a dragon….”

She is a member of the Hero’s Party.

He knows exactly where she is.

One of the branches of the Demon Church.

She had spent a long time as a test subject of the Demon Church, and had joined the party when she was rescued by a member of the Hero Party.

“Rodwell…….”

There was a good chance the dragon blood coursing through him belonged to Redis for sure.

-My mother died a long time ago, my father also lost his life in the war, and I ended up alone in the village…….

A story told by Redis as she recalls her past.

Learning from the events of the First War, the Demon Church hunted down and killed the dragons, the greatest force of the Goddess of Creation.

By the time the war ended, the dragons had been wiped out, and the only remaining one, the Half Dragon Redis, was captured by a Demon Church priest.

The lifespan of a half-dragon is over a thousand years.

For a very long time, Redis became a test subject for the Demon Church and was subjected to all sorts of horrible experiments. A half-dragon’s mentality is different from that of a normal human, so she was able to endure for many years.
“One screw is missing, I think?”

He remembered a setting where the mere presence of “Demonic Energy” would cause her personality to change and she would go on a rampage.

Being imprisoned in the main base of the Demon Church.

It’s a place where Demonic Energy flows strongly, so Redis will go feral.

He needs to be careful not to get swept away.

*Rustle.*

Suddenly, he hears someone nearby approaching. Standing up, Redin quickly used the Ghost Walk to erase his tracks.

Climbing up a tall tree, he peered down.

Soon, two men in leather armor showed up. They moved cautiously, holding a bow and arrow in each hand.

Then, one of the men crouched down.

“Come here. There are tracks here!”

“The footprints suggest they’re elves. Do you think elves lived around here?”

“Perhaps they are wanderers.”

“I suppose so? That means we could make a lot of money.”

“Let’s go.”

He studied their appearance and the clothes they wore. Their distinctive gear identified them.

Demi-human hunters.

People who hunt down and hand over Demi-humans to the Demon Church.

*Rustle.*

*Rustle.*

As he watched them go deeper into the forest, he turned his gaze back to the direction they had come from.

A location where multiple presence can be sensed.

*Whoosh!*

He stepped on a branch and traveled through the trees. He came to a large encampment with several iron wagons.

A settlement where hunters stay.

The iron wagons were filled with various Demi-humans that seemed to have been captured from other parts of the continent.

From various beast people.

To elves, dwarves, and even orcs.

They were handcuffed and locked inside the wagons.

” I need only the first group to stay and finish clearing the camp, the rest of you are going to begin scouting!”

“Aight, sir.”

“Let’s go make some money!”

A group of hunters moving in formation.

These guys are the largest of the Demi-human Hunters.

The ones most likely to trade with the Demon Church.

The reason they’ve come to this location is to gain access to the branch of the Demon Church where Redis is imprisoned.

It’s a heavily fortified and guarded place.

A place where no mana or holy power can be used, except for demonic energy.

Even the Demon Cultists are required to log in to get access, making it a tough place to get inside.

A place that could not be breached in any conventional way.

He waited calmly for evening to fall.

Until the hunters who had gone out on their scouting expedition returned to camp, had dinner, and retired to their tents to sleep.

[Creating a Shadow Alter Ego].

The shadow that had detached from his body seeped into the shadow of one of the Demi-human within the wagon.

An ability based on demonic energy.

With this, he can sneak into the Demon Church location where Redis is located.

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The Great Square of the Adrian Kingdom.

It was used for large-scale events such as knighting ceremonies, as well as for the coronation and memorial service of the King.

In the center of the large square is a white coffin.

The coffin was decorated with the symbols of the Adrian Kingdom, and it contained the knight-king’s sword.

The surrounding area was filled with people who had gathered to pay their respects.

A memorial service that lasted a week.

Today was the last day, and a ceremony was held to conclude the memorial.

“A moment of silence.”

Everyone bowed their heads as the voice echoed through the square. Knights in white armor appeared, accompanied by the sounds of music heard throughout the square.

Four knights stood at each of the four corners of the coffin.

A flag with the kingdom’s emblem and the Royal Knights stood in front of the coffin, and a band stood behind it, playing a eulogy.

It was accompanied by lyrical music.

Four knights carried the coffin.

In a slow-moving procession, the heirs walked side by side behind the knight-king’s coffin.

They wore somber expressions.

Amidst the sadness, a woman with a blank expression stared at the coffin with indifferent eyes.

The youngest princess of the Adrian Kingdom.

Cerberus’s second-in-command.

Rebecca.

She bit her lip hard as her long, red hair hung down. A week had passed, and yet she couldn’t organize her emotions.

“Huhu… Huhuheuk….”

“Your Majesty… Your Majesty!”

“You can’t leave like this!”

Crying sounds all around her.

Whenever she felt such sadness, she would always recall the day her mother died.

Her body collapsed on the ground turning into a cold corpse.

The image of her father’s face, looking down at the scene with a blank expression, filled with complex emotions.

“…..”

She should be sad, but she didn’t really find herself feeling sad. Instead, all she felt was anger. She wanted to ask him who was responsible for her mother’s death.

But before she had a chance to ask, she left.

‘I should have asked him back then.’

She thought back to the day she ran away and regretted it, but it was too late. Her dead father would never come back.

“Open the gate!”

At the knight’s shout, the gates swung open, and the procession of knights carrying the king’s coffin entered the palace.

Rebecca trailed in behind.

The Knight King’s coffin was taken to the Royal Cemetery, where only the immediate heir and the Knights Commander are allowed to enter.

A graveyard beneath the royal palace.

The place where the previous kings’ remains rest.

The knight-king’s white coffin was placed in an empty space to one side. Seeing the coffin laid in its resting place, the heirs bowed in a moment of silence.

“Let’s go up.”

The Knight Commander stated, and with that, the group began their ascent. After leaving the graveyard, they followed the Knight Commander to the great hall.

*Creak!*

The doors to the great hall opened.

The scene inside was overwhelming.

All the Heads of the noble families that supported the Adrian Kingdom were there.

Two Dukes and Ten Counts.

And behind them stood dozens of viscounts.

All of their attention focused on the Heirs.

“Please enter.”

The Knight Commander gestured inside and extended his arm. The heirs to Adrian’s kingdom stepped forward and walked through the door.

Rebecca trailed behind them, her eyes scanning the room.

So many unfamiliar faces.

She didn’t know a single person.

She had grown up outside the palace since childhood and had only returned after the death of her first brother, the crown prince.

It was only natural that she didn’t know anyone.

“Nice to see all of you.”

Rebecca turned her head at the sound of a familiar voice. There was the one face Rebecca only knew, her teacher.

“I’m Jin Sowol, the overseer of this succession competition.”

“Moon Pavilion Master is the overseer?”

“That’s right. The late King decreed that I would serve as the overseer.”

As much as she’d like to rush over and talk to her about these complicated feelings.

Jin Sowol was as blunt as ever.

She treated the heirs with the same sternness as if they were stone figurines.

“It’s not good for the position of ruler of the kingdom to be vacant for such a long time, so the competition for succession will be concluded in three weeks.”

“Is there any reason for it to take that long? I think it can be finished in a week.”

In response to the First Princess’ remark, Jin Sowol replied.

“It’s an important position to lead the Adrian Kingdom in the future, and I think we need to be more careful than ever.”

“Still, isn’t three weeks too long?”

The Third Prince interjected.

However, Jin Sowol’s expression didn’t change.

“You may consider yourselves perfect, but there are a myriad of things you need to work on to become king, and three weeks is the bare minimum to cover them in detail.”

Those words caused the heirs to stare at each other. But none of them dared to challenge Jin Sowol.

An overseer appointed by the king.

A sword master, one of the most powerful on the continent.

Her position and status was something that even the king’s children could not dare to challenge.

“Then let me explain the competition for the successorship.”

“Miss Overseer, there is a matter that needs to be addressed first.”

From among the gathered nobles, someone raised their hand.

Everyone’s attention was focused.

Glancing at the man who raised his hand, Count Bellu, Sowol opened her mouth.

“Please speak.”

“The youngest princess, who is the disciple of the sword maiden, is she also participating in the succession competition?”

“That is correct.”

“Then isn’t it against fairness? I know you wouldn’t do such a thing, but isn’t it possible that the youngest princess might have learned about the competition by accident?”

Rebecca looked at Count Bellu and balled her fists.

Rage welled up inside her.

She didn’t know who killed her mother, but she was certain it was people like him.

Those who were greedy for the throne.

Because of people like them, she wanted to participate in the succession contest and take over the position.

It would be a natural way to get her revenge.

“I suggest we exclude the youngest princess from the succession competition.”

“I agree.”

“I agree.”

Several hands went up in support of Count Bellu’s statement.

A large number, more than the majority.

Rebecca was dumbstruck, unable to say anything. She unconsciously realized that no matter what she said in this atmosphere, they would not listen.

Until suddenly.

One of the two dukes who had been sitting quietly chimed in.

“Sword Maiden, have you mentioned the succession competition to the youngest princess by any chance?”

“No, I have not.”

“Then let’s go forward with the original arrangement. Since the youngest princess is also His Majesty’s child, it seems only right that she be included in the competition.”

At the Duke’s remark, the remaining Counts and Viscounts were rendered speechless as they gulped dryly.

“Then let’s resume.”

Jin Sowol said many things, but none of them reached Rebecca’s ears.

‘Why?’

She looked at the duke who had supported her, but he didn’t even glance in her direction.

“This concludes today’s agenda. I’ll see you all here again in two days.”

No sooner had Jin Sowol finished speaking up, and the heirs and nobles exited the Great Hall.

Finally, the Duke was the last to stand up and slowly approached Rebecca.

“Princess, this is all I can do to help you. From now on, you’ll have to rely on your own strength.”

“Why did…..”

“Hu…”

The Duke offered her a letter.

“You have an amazing friend, and I’m merely returning the favor.”

As Rebecca took the letter, the Duke walked out of the room.

*Riiip*

Rebecca rips the letter open to see what’s inside.

There was a familiar handwriting and name on it.

“Redin?”