Survive as a Prison Guard in the Game

Chapter 83
Baron Millet (1)

“Enemy!”

The frantic shout of the guards drew the attention of the rest of the members of the Magnes organization.

Sweeping through them, he searched for his target.

Surely, there must be someone in charge of this laboratory. He was nowhere in sight. Pulling his senses up, he began to probe.

An isolated room deep within the drug laboratory.

There, he could detect the slightest sign of life.

“I’ll head up ahead and catch the target, and leave you guys to clear out this place.”

“Understood.”

After giving the order, he moved.

Dispersing in all directions, Adela, Hugo, and Luke took on the remaining members of the Magnes organization. They showed no mercy to the enemy, who charged at them with a hostility.

*Slash!*

*Slash!*

“Arrgghh!”

“Kuuccckkk…….”

“There are only four of them. Rush in and kill them all!”

“Those who lay down their weapons and surrender will be spared.”

At Adela’s shout, a member of Magnes’s organization gnashed his teeth and attacked.

“Shut up, bitch!”

“This is exactly what the instructors said.”

“Kill!”

*Thud!*

*Thud!*

Seeing how calmly they handled themselves, he moved forward. Slashing at those approaching from the front, he plowed through them into the passage.

The vague aura he’d felt earlier grew more distant.

“There’s probably an escape route.”

There’s no way he’s going to let them get away.

Pumping up on his mana, he immediately closed the distance.

The running man’s face came into view.

A man with tight hair¹ was running hard, carrying something in his arms. Closing the distance between them, he grabbed the man by the back of his shirt.

“Argh!”

The small box in the man’s arms fell to the ground, spilling out jewelry. At first glance, they looked like they would be very expensive.

“Are you going to run off with this?”

“……shit.”

*Crunch!*

The sound of something grinding in the man’s mouth. The man swallowed, recovered his bearings, and ripped off the clothing he’d grabbed.

Removing the clothing blocking his view.

“Die, you bastard!”

The bloodshot-eyed man extended his fist.

Maneuvering to dodge the punch, he slash at his armpit with the sheath of his sword.

*Smack!*

“Ugh! Hmph…….”

The corner of the tight-haired man’s mouth quivered.

He looked more like he was enjoying it than in agony.

The man lunged at him again.

This time he unsheathed his sword and slashed at his left arm, then plunged the blade deep into his calf. Once again, he shuddered.

He brushed a finger across the white powder on his mouth, then brought it to his lips, suckled on it, and laughed.

“None of your attacks hurt, dickhead.”

It seems that the drug they’ve created has made them insensitive to pain.

He was kind of expecting a stimulant like this.

Checking the guy’s condition.

Other than the thickening of the veins that were pulsating all over his body, his overall condition didn’t seem to be normal.

Does it also increase his physical abilities?

Every bit of information was important if he was to deal with these guys in the future. He waited for the guy to awaken.

“Mmph!”

The tight-haired man let out a muffled snarl and charged at him with a strange smile.

His speed was far beyond his previous level.

Still, he could see the attack coming, and he brought his hand out to gauge the increase in power.

He caught the fist he’d thrown out.

The amount of power in it was considerable. If it could bring those half-assed guys up to this level.

Those who were stronger….

“It doesn’t even hurt when you hold it like that!”

Seeing him raise his other hand, he used the power of purification. If it was drug-based, the power of purification would work.

*Whoosh!*

White light surged out and flowed through his body.

The bloodshot eyes were the first to revert, closely followed by the abnormal sinew and muscles.

“Huh? This…….”

He grinned at the bewildered man.

He squeezed the fist held in his hand. The guy’s face contorted in pain and he screamed.

“Aaaahhhh!”

“How’s that, does it hurt now?”

“Sa…… Save me!”

“Expose all the smuggling routes for the drugs produced here. If you do that, I’ll spare your life”

“I…… don’t know.”

“You don’t know, then what can I do?”

*Squeeze!*

“Argghhh! I… really don’t know. It’s Baron Millet who handles the route management!”

Baron Millet.

Releasing his fist, he reaches into his belt and pulls out a pair of handcuffs.

“I… thought you were letting me live!”

“I am letting you live.”

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County Decoll, in the Kingdom of Crane.

Daylon turned to the group gathered in front of the teleport and spoke.

“We are changing our destination in response to an urgent message from an informant.”

“So we’re not going to the outskirts of Count Decoll’s forest like we were supposed to?”

He nodded at Rebecca’s question.

“We’ll take care of the Fire Ants’ workshop at Lake Reno first.”

The sudden change of plans was part of an effort to uncover a possible internal spy.

A plan that began with a suggestion from Redin.

‘We just need to tell each group member that their destination is fake and the other group member’s destination is real.’

They enlisted Seria and Rebecca to deliberately break the information.

‘Then we’ll stop at the fake destination to give the spy time to hand over the information to Magnes Organization, and then we’ll move on to the real destination…..’

‘The spy will have given the organization both the fake destination and the other group’s real destination.’

After that, it was simple.

‘If there’s an enemy waiting for me where I am, the spy will have leaked information to the organization from where the captain is.’

‘Conversely, if the enemy is waiting for you where you’re going, I’ve got a spy on my side.’

In short, if they were waiting at Lake Reno, there was a spy in Group 2, where Redin belonged.

“Let’s go.”

Recalling the plan, Daylon used the teleporter.

*Whoosh!*

He looked at the changed landscape.

A lightly fogged forest.

A couple of kilometers deeper into the forest was Lake Reno, one of the three major tourist destinations in the Crane Kingdom.

“Gather around.”

Daylon pulled out the map he’d prepared.

“This is where we are, and this is where we need to go. We’ll stop here to gather some more intel and then we’ll start moving again.”

“Understood.”

After a brief meeting and rules of engagement, he led his group into action.

They’d been walking for a while.

Daylon raised his hand and clenched it into a fist at the many steps he felt ahead of him.

He paused.

He crouched low, ducking for cover.

Then the others behind him stopped and ducked as well.

“Search everywhere…….”

“……must be here…….”

It’s hard to hear the complete conversation.

From what he could hear, it was clear that the information had been passed on.

‘I didn’t believe it.’

It was clear that there was a spy in Redin’s group.

‘First of all, the presence of a spy has been confirmed.’

He lifted his hand again and snapped his index and middle fingers together, indicating a scissoring motion.

This signifies the extermination of enemies.

Then he extended three fingers, then shortened them one by one. Folding his remaining fingers, Daylon lunged at the enemy in front of him.

He drew his sword and slashed at the man in front of him.

*Slash!*

“Wipe them out!”

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Returning with the supervisor in tow.

The situation inside had been cleaned up.

Most of the armed members were dead, and those who surrendered and those who were manufacturing the drugs were huddled together in one place.

“You go over there.”

He tossed the supervisor to the huddled gang members and looked at Hugo.

“Go talk to Fabian and Seria outside and see if there are any fugitives, and if there aren’t, bring them in.”

“Understood.”

“Adela, Luke. I want you two to search this place for anyone hiding in here.”

“Yes, sir.”

As he watched his team members disappear on their tasks, he grabbed one of the chairs lying around.

Placing it in front of the men, he sat down.

“Now. From now on, those who answer the questions I ask will live, and those who don’t will die.”

“Me…… me! You said you’d let me live!”

He smirked at the supervisor.

“I did let you live once.”

Crossing his legs, he looked at the organization members.

“First question. How long have you been working with Baron Millet?”

“…….”

“…….”

Some didn’t know the answer.

Others exchanged glances.

Bouncing on the balls of his feet, he added one more condition.

“Remember, if no one says anything, you’re all dead.”

One of them glanced around, then spoke up.

“5…… five years.”

“You come out here. Next question. Does anyone know anything about Baron Millet’s personality or habits?”

“I know him well!”

“Here, write down everything you know.”

He passed a piece of parchment and a quill to the one who raised his hand.

“And then…… who is familiar with Baron Millet’s territory?”

“I’ll write that down as well.”

The guy who said he was familiar with the Baron raised his hand.

“Okay, then. Anyone know where they get the stuff they need to make the drugs?”

“I know about that.”

Being a terminal organization.

The speed with which they poured out information was off the charts.

One by one, they moved out of the room, until the only one left was the manager.

“The date and time Baron Millet was scheduled to pick up the goods. You know that, right?”

“No. ……I really don’t know that.”

“The supervisor doesn’t know?”

“I really don’t know!”

*Swiiissshhh!*

He withdrew his sword and held it to his neck.

“Would you rather die then?”

“Ki…… Kill me!”

The tight-haired supervisor stuck his neck out.

It doesn’t make sense that a guy who smuggles drugs wouldn’t know the schedule, and his change in demeanor from a moment ago was suspicious.

“Are you stalling?”

He flinched.

It was obvious.

He’d subtly twitched.

“Vice-Captain, I’ve brought Fabian and Seria.”

He turned to Hugo, who had come in just in time.

“Fabian, keep an eye on the people here. Seria, you’re with me when Adela and Luke return.”

He stepped out alone and climbed up the wall at the top of the cave.

Once above ground level.

He pulled out a telescope from his subspace pouch.

[Watcher’s Eye]

-Can see up to 20 kilometers away.

-Allows the user to lock onto a specific target and watch their movements in real time.

-Can be used to detect people.

When he brought the telescope to his eye to perform a person detection, he saw several figures approaching quickly from a short distance away.

Using the telescope to get a closer look.

Several wagons were rapidly approaching, with several sword-wielding figures inside.

It was hard to tell exactly who they were, since they didn’t have any family crests on them, but the stalling of the supervisor was telling.

“Baron Millet?”

Tucking the telescope back into its subspace pouch, he descended below.

Seria, Adela, and Luke approached.

“What’s going on?”

“Enemies are coming.”

The Watcher’s Eye effect visualized their position in his mind.

The distance was short.

“How’s everyone holdin’ up?”

“We’re fine.”

“Then be prepared to engage, because this time they’ll be stronger than those weaklings in there, so brace yourselves.”

He looked back toward the forest.

The sound of wagon wheels began to grow louder, accompanied by the pounding of horses’ hooves.

A carriage cut through the grass.

Drawing his sword, he rushed forward.

“Let’s go.”