I Became the Academy Mafia Episode 495
“Knowing a champion means… … “It appears that information about the underground arena was separately investigated from outside.”
The prison warden’s expression changed.
Considering that he was smiling with a playful voice just now, his appearance was so different that I wondered if this was really the same person.
But I did not lose my composure as I stared into those eyes.
I received direct training from my family in managing facial expressions, and it was an area I was naturally confident in.
“You are stating the obvious, Major General. “Have you forgotten where I belong?”
“… … “It was clearly a villain alliance.”
“okay. So, I had already heard information about the underground arena from outside. As soon as I heard that information, I knew this was fate. A place where evildoers gather… … This is truly where I need a Magical Rogue! Called!”
The guy who saw me like that let out a laugh.
“… … “You’re crazy.”
“Don’t praise too much. “I just work hard at what I do.”
You said you were crazy to my face. Isn’t that rude?
Well, I’m working so hard just to get that kind of reaction.
After shaking the glass of whiskey in his hand and pondering for a while, the prison director opened his mouth.
“Good, we’ll send it to the underground arena as you said. “The reason the underground arena exists in the first place is to reduce the problems that occur in Niflheim by draining the power of hot-blooded villains.”
They say it as if it is for the greater good, but from my perspective, who knows the truth, it was a ridiculous excuse.
In fact, high-ranking people from all over the world
It was nothing more than a tool for the entertainment of the conglomerates.
A fierce and bloody battle between high-ranking awakeners that you don’t usually see easily.
Through this, Niflheim Prison receives huge amounts of admission fees and support from them.
Of course, various bets and gambling occur in the process, and the fees generated here are equivalent to the annual profit of most companies.
As a result, the amount of money that the director of the tower of Niflheim pocketed as kickback was quite significant.
“However, let’s take some time to move to areas D, E, and F. In the first place, it was a place where only those who competed in proper games in underground arenas or the worst criminals gathered. What is it like? “Isn’t this enough benefit for you?”
He is talking as if he is asking me to bear with him since he has made concessions up to this point.
In the end, it seemed like there were more than one villain who was roasted and boiled that way, seeing as he was the one who saw it the most and talked like that.
If it were normal, I’d say ‘Go!’ He must have said, ‘Where are you going to make fun of the left?’ But… … .
Well, I still haven’t been able to recruit all of the villains in Area C that I can properly use, so I just nodded my head here.
“I will do it.”
“Giggles! Good! “With this, you’ll have fewer accidents, right?”
“Accident? “Is there any other inmate who behaves as well as me?”
“… … Nope. Well then, let’s go back now. First of all, since I am also the prison warden, I am behind on work. LOL! jailer!”
A prison guard enters the warden’s office from outside and bows his head at the warden’s shout.
The director added a word to him.
“Ah, starting today, number 1004 will be joining us in the arena, so please give us some dinner to commemorate the occasion.”
Prison food?
“I will decline. “I can’t eat that by myself when I have other colleagues.”
“… … Hoo? Well, if that’s what you mean.”
The cub… … Where are you going to play pranks?
Since I know that the director mixes strange chemicals to increase the fighting spirit of those participating in the arena, there is no need to play around with it.
The director, who heard me, tilted his head at first, but then lowered his head in understanding, perhaps remembering the ‘reason for wanting to enter the underground arena’ that I had mentioned.
It seems that they decided that there was no need to increase their fighting spirit for a kid whose goal was to destroy everything from the beginning.
“Go back carefully. Number 1004.”
When I returned to the room after finishing the interview with the warden, I saw Fingerman’s return with bandages wrapped all over his body, as if he had finished all his work in the arena.
He looked surprised when he saw me coming in with the guards.
After giving him a gentle greeting, I squeezed back into the bars I had melted.
The prison guard just sighed as if nothing had happened when he saw me, probably because he didn’t think I would escape anyway.
“The bars will probably be replaced tomorrow. “Until then, don’t do anything foolish and stay calm.”
“do not worry.”
You can go out if you want anyway, but I can’t tell you that I haven’t gone out until now.
He just nodded and laid down on my bed. Then, a moment later, a voice came from the next room.
“What on earth happened while I was gone?”
It was Finger Man.
It seems that he feels puzzled that the bars in my room have melted and that I walked in from outside.
“for a moment. “After melting the bars and enjoying a walk, I met the prison warden.”
“… … what? “What do you mean by that?”
When I heard his voice sound like he didn’t understand what I was saying, Big Mouse giggled and answered.
“I heard you tried to escape from prison because you wanted to go to the underground arena? So, was your arena debut a success?”
“You’re saying it’s obvious. “For me, Magical Rogue, nothing is impossible.”
“His true execution ability is one of the best among the villains I’ve seen.”
“Thank you for the compliment.”
Of course, Magical Rogue’s strength is its ability to execute without hesitation.
I got up from the bed and pressed myself against the wall where Fingerman was.
“So, who are you hanging out with today, so you’re all wrapped up in bandages? “I usually come home without any injuries.”
“… … On the 4th floor, there is a villain named Kevin Lokela. “It turns out that the ability is to reflect projectiles.”
“Projectile reflection?”
In the first place, Fingerman’s ability was to throw projectiles with his fingers, but the opponent had that ability?
It was a composition that felt like a malicious touch.
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“So, did you win?”
“That sounds obvious. “That guy, Kevin or something, must be unconscious in the infirmary by now, right?”
You won this again?
“Didn’t you say that your opponent has the ability to reflect projectiles? “That’s surprising.”
“It seemed like he thought I was bad at close combat, so he approached me very relaxedly, so I immediately hit him on the forehead. After about 5 shots, he fell down? “Giggle.”
Knowing how strong his fingers were, my body automatically started shaking when I heard that story.
“But I heard that he went to the infirmary rather than the morgue, so it looks like he wasn’t dead.”
“Because the opponent was also a pretty strong villain. “You still live in the meantime?”
That’s what the underground arena was originally like in the first place.
A place where people can easily kill and kill each other.
What if I die? In the first place, the people watching the game are high-ranking people from all over the world, and the people doing it are villains rotting in prison, so what could happen? If you just die, you will just die a dog’s death.
“So Magical Log. “When is your debut?”
“… … Maybe tomorrow? “I don’t think they’ll put it in starting today.”
Then a sigh of relief was heard from the next room.
“First of all, it won’t be me. “If you ask me to fight a guy like that, I will immediately abstain.”
It was Big Mouse in the next room.
“In the first place, because of the local atmosphere, rooms next to each other are not often matched. “If anything, it would be fortunate.”
I felt relieved to hear Big Mouth’s words like that.
Fortunately, it meant that the chances of defeating the friends in the rooms on both sides with my own hands were very slim.
“Hehehe. “I’m already looking forward to it.”
I’m already starting to picture Magical Rogue’s spectacular debut in my head.
* * *
Giiiing – A steel-framed elevator that goes down to the basement endlessly with the sound of an elevator moving in the street.
Inside it were two crows, fully armed and me wearing restraints.
An elevator filled with silence. For some reason, I hummed lightly to relieve the awkward atmosphere.
“~♬.”
“Shut up. Number 1004.”
“Tch.”
I never thought even humming would work. This is definitely true of prison.
But still.
“But it’s my debut, so it doesn’t matter if you hum with excitement, right?”
“… … Usually, villains who go to their debut match are nervous or scared, but you seem to be enjoying yourself.”
The crow on my left looked at me and said that.
“There must be many cases like me, right? “Aren’t there some mentally ill people who get itchy when they can’t fight?”
“… … Even those guys seem nervous before a battle in this elevator, but aren’t you relaxed enough to hum?”
“Well, the path of the Magical Rogue is a difficult pilgrimage path.”
“That’s a funny thing to say.”
The elevator stopped with a clunk, and when the flimsy elevator door opened, a cool breeze blew in from outside.
At the same time, the entrance to Niflheim’s underground arena appeared before my eyes.
Colorful neon signs and lights.
Unlike the worn-out and simple facilities above, the splendid appearance seemed no different from a casino at first glance.
‘It looks more fancy than I remember.’
After all, seeing it with your own two eyes is different.
“The players’ waiting room is this way.”
The place where the crows were led by the hand was a room with only a bench, as if the splendor until just now had been a lie.
As expected, I thought it was the way of a prison to decorate the areas visible to outsiders extravagantly and the areas only used by insiders to be horribly decorated.
“Two crows over there.”
“… … ?”
I look at the crows that brought me here and smile.
“If you’re going to watch the game today, you might as well bet on me.”
Still, I escorted you all the way here, so I don’t mind giving this much of a tip.
“Huh, I was going to do that already.”
The crow said that and raised its hand to greet me.
“Good luck number 1004. By the way, thank you for fixing my shoulder that fell off last time.”
… … I wondered why the escort was so friendly. Was this a crow that had ever received help from me?
It seems that if I go around helping people, the favor is bound to come back to me.
So I was left alone in the waiting area of the underground dumping room.
Probably, my opponent is watching TV in another room, waiting for my match.
“Let’s see. What we’re fighting now… … “Are they the D, E, and F guys?”
Severe criminals cannot be managed through prison regulations.
or judged. The villains naturally moved to another wing after experiencing several victories in the underground arena.
-bang! bang! bang! bang!
On the monitor hanging above, you can see the two villains engaged in battle while exerting their abilities against each other.
“On one hand, a wizard. “Is the other a witch doctor?”
A wizard trying to control the enemy’s movements by spreading an explosive magic circle in all directions, and a shaman trying to close the distance by strengthening his body.
Looking at the way they use each other’s abilities and their destructive power, it is at least among the B-class… … Even if that wasn’t the case, I thought it would be class A.
-Quaaaang!
At that time, the shaman rushed forward using the explosive power behind his back as a driving force, and using his ability, he formed claws made of ice in both hands and succeeded in cutting off the opposing wizard’s body.
The wizard’s wounds were so deep that he collapsed with blood gushing from his mouth.
However, the shaman was also not free from the damage of the explosion, as the back of his prison uniform was charred.
The burn marks visible in between appear to be quite severe.
-The winner is inmate number 872!!
With those words, a shout came through the walls from outside.
At the same time, a knock was heard and a prison guard came in and opened his mouth.
“The next four games are right away. Number 1004, warm up and get ready.”
In the screen, two injured inmates were already being transported outside on a stretcher.
And in the meantime, the inmates are roughly wiping the blood off the floor with something like a rag.
“Sure.”
What kind of debut should they show?
There is only one answer.
“Be me… … Yes, as gorgeous as a flower.”
My heart started pounding already.
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