2nd Round Villain

1 – Death row inmates who deserve life imprisonment

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The heavy, cold sound of cast iron rubbing against each other permeates our ears. Every time I hear this sound, I feel a pain in my whole body.

Because the four chains that hold my poor limbs are the source of sound.

chains. This piece of cold iron made of adamantium does not allow me freedom. Instead, it only executes the cruel and merciless punishment of redemption.

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The sound of chains is heard again. It means that my body’s paroxysms are not over yet. Damn, that’s damn long.

It’s a miserable life that will be cut off in a week anyway.

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A rustle was heard regularly. The seizures seem to be regular. Great sage Merlin, what the hell did that goddamn old woman do?

In fact, it’s only me who ends up with these mild cramps and terrible pain.

If it was an ordinary demon, the ugly body would have exploded with every seizure, spewing out flesh in all directions.

Because it is the great magic of the 9th circle that Merlin Gregory, the only great wizard on the continent, used his own life force as a material. My body, tenaciously enduring such magic, is something special.

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There is a great prison called the Tower of Babel. It is a bizarre type of prison that rises underground, not above ground, where only the continent’s most heinous criminals are imprisoned.

It is said that the name is an aggregation of ugly desires, but I think it fits.

And, the place where I am right now is Tartarus, the lowest layer called the abyss of hell even within the Tower of Babel.

To add a little more explanation, it is a place where only life sentences are confined. In addition, it is the top of the tower of Babel rising upside down, so it is also the most underground place.

In fact, the horses are death row inmates, and I am the only one trapped in Tartarus right now.

The Black King, who ruled the back alleys of the continent, and Elquines, the water spirit king who brought a huge flood to the continent, moved floors after I was imprisoned in Tartarus. upstairs.

“Whoop, whoop… .”

Envy guys. It’s nice to be alone, but since Tartarus is so underground, geothermal heat rises and the entire floor is as hot as magma. It is the misfortune of misfortunes not to give even a drop of drinking water in the midst of it.

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Except for occasional seizures, my body is stuck to the stone floor and does not budge.

Part of the reason why the adamantium chain is so heavy, and above all, it’s because my condition is so bad that I can’t even lift a finger.

Thanks to this, I am looking only at the high ceiling with my limbs stretched in the north, south, east and west.

rattle-.

thud-.

After a while, I heard a different sound than the sound of chains or rough breathing. It must have been feeding time. Two slices of crispy bread without a taste bud today.

“Hey, Joker. How is your body? Is it worth living?”

I don’t have the strength to lift a finger, but I have the energy to tease my tongue. So open your mouth

“Celt, don’t be sarcastic.”

“If it’s not like this, I’ll be sarcastic to you. Please understand.”

“Anyway, making fun of someone who will die soon isn’t it, isn’t it?”

I am out of breath as I speak. It’s because the ground is so hot. This seems to be as warm as magma.

“Then would you like some water? Do you want to feast your neck once in a while?”

“… No, that’s fine. It’s a life that will die soon, so what kind of water is it?”

“Are you saying you’re not thirsty? It’s really like the North Duke of Demon World.”

“Don’t talk nonsense, Celt. Because I want to build up the virtue of patience before I die.”

Talking nonsensically with me, the Celt skillfully opened the iron gates of Tartalus and entered. With two slices of brutally hard-looking bread in each hand.

Indeed, he looks like a guard who manages the Tower of Babel and even Tartarus.

As much as I am the legend of the demons, I think it is very reasonable that he is also the legend of the guards.

“Celt, what position was the Celt in society?”

“Why do you ask such a thing?”

“When you’re in Tartarus, there’s no one to talk to other than the Celts. Do you know how bored I am?”

“… Hearing that, I guess I will.”

After clearing her throat for a moment, Celt spoke proudly.

“At one time, I was also a noble white knight in a great kingdom.”

“A white knight? Then shouldn’t you be with me in Tartarus?”

“If I had been a white knight until the end, that would have been the case. But I quit halfway through. And I transferred to a jailer.”

“A transfer? why? Why am I kicking that good job?”

“Because it seemed that the Demon King’s army would win in the war. I mean, if I had been playing the role of a paladin at that time, wouldn’t I have been in there with you by now?”

Celt hinted at the seat next to me. I smiled twistedly.

Throb-.

At that moment, I felt a pain deep inside my body that seemed to melt my intestines. It was a warning from the body that it would be impossible to open one’s mouth any longer.

One, I don’t want to stop talking. It’s the only moment of the day when you talk to another creature. Don’t you want to miss out on this golden moment?

Cut-. Throb-.

… … ouch.

I tried not to give in to the pain in my body, but it’s against the law to feel the pain of a seizure and the pain in my throat at the same time.

Celt didn’t even ask if he read my emotions by looking at my expression, but he started talking to himself. He seems to know that I want to talk.

Celts are very nice people.

“Did you hear the news? The news that even the saintess, who had been resisting the Demon King’s army alone at the last line of deterrence, had collapsed.”

‘How can I hear this in a place where the Celts are the only source of information? Of course, this is the first I’ve heard of it.’

Even just thinking about it, it shows on your face. Then the Celts read it on their own. We can communicate that way.

It is a new concept conversation method created while imprisoned in Tartarus for over three months. Perhaps if this method spreads to the academic world, the assassin or merchant industry will be greatly excited. Because they value facial expression management more than anyone else.

“I heard that you were finally defeated by the demon dukes except you. I didn’t know that mighty saintess would lose.”

‘It was a war that was set in the first place. The indomitable warrior succumbed to the demon king, and the twilight archmage gave me his decrepit heart. What kind of fight will it be?’

“That’s right. It was great that you alone maintained the line of defense.”

‘By the way, did you just say alone? What about the Pope?’

“It’s been a long time since the Pope succumbed to the Demon King following the Hero.”

‘Puhahahaha! I can’t believe that noble person!’

I can’t see my face right now, but I think it’s probably smiling with a bizarre twist. It must have contained the pain of the seizure and the arsenic.

How could he read my expression like that? Celt calmly continued.

“It is because of your integrity that you made that choice. Because he surrendered by cutting off his arms in exchange for guaranteeing the lives of the subjects of the Holy Kingdom.”

‘Ahh… That side of it was hidden. I wondered if I had lowered my tail like a pup like a warrior.’

“Don’t treat the servile warrior and the Pope as the same. Damn, that’s like a son of a b*tch. If it wasn’t for him, the allied forces could have united!”

‘Celt, if you hear those words right now, you know it’s very dangerous, right?’

Despite my warnings, the Celts did not stop flirting with the hero. It doesn’t matter since there’s only the two of us in Tartarus anyway.

“The saintess fought until the end, but the man called the hero gave up his tail. A sick bastard.”

There was an inconceivable fury in the Celtic tone. understanding goes. Since he is human, he must have felt a great sense of betrayal when he succumbed to the demon king to become the hero who was the hope of the entire continent.

I can’t sympathize with him because I’m a demon who stood on the other side of him.

‘Don’t talk about boring things, talk about a saint who resisted to the end.’

“You mean the saintess?”

‘Wait, come to think of it, the Celts were white knights of the Holy Land, so you must have known the Saints too, right? how is it? What is the beauty of the noble saintess who is rumored to be?’

“Hey, I didn’t see you like that, but he was a pretty lascivious friend.”

You said you were lewd just because you asked about your appearance.

Even if he became a guard at the Tower of Babel, where only the worst criminals gather, he must have forgotten the laws he learned in his days as a white knight.

‘I didn’t ask about the holy woman’s holy three sizes, but I was only asking about her beauty, so what are you being so picky about? Be flexible.’

“Hmm… … Yeah well, it’s a request from a person who’s about to die, but it seems you were too sensitive. Okay, I’ll answer you.”

‘… Do I have to make them realize that they will die?’

“Saintess… You were the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen. Grace overflowed from her white hair that glistened in the sunlight, and a nobility that seemed incomparable even to a goddess came out from her fair skin. And what about his eyes? To be sure, even if the saintess’ pure white eyes contained all the wisdom of the world, it was not enough!”

The Celt, like a priest trying to describe a god, gave a lengthy explanation with an exalted look on his face. I’ve always been in the northern battlefield of the continent and have never seen a saintess, but seeing her dressed up like that makes me greedy for nothing.

‘Oh, it’s a pity that I can’t see and die before I die.’

An impossible desire to see the smooth face of that famous saint before she died.

“What a mug! Now, what blasphemous words are you talking about!”

‘Well, what if you read the inside? You have to guarantee my privacy.’

“this… ! shut up! You blasphemous sinner!”

‘Aww, Celts. Don’t get too hot. It’s a hot place, but it’s going to get hotter.’

Puppy-!

‘Ke, Celt! No matter how much bread!’

Celt threw the two slices of bread roughly and slammed the iron door shut. He kept quiet when he called himself petty, but suddenly changed his mind after insulting the saintess.

The saintess is a response that makes the author more curious.

How could I be admired that much if I behaved normally?

By the way, what should I do now? The Celt threw the bread out of my reach and left.

If I leave it like that, there is no way for me, who cannot move, to eat it. You can’t eat it without taking it out of your mouth.

Seruk-.

When the iron door closed, the twilight darkness came over me again. No matter how much I am a demon, I hate being dark.

Seriously, this Tartarus is a place you can’t get attached to.

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The pain of the seizure slowly seeps in. Anyway, I’ve never regretted anything in my life, but my only regret is that I didn’t kill the great sage quickly. Some wizards still cast magic after ripping off mana hearts.

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There was a week left until he was executed on the guillotine. How can I endure the pain of not being able to sleep for that week, I really regret it.

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I am a death row inmate Not ashamed. Because I don’t understand the sins I committed.

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Really. Although I have slaughtered humans, decapitated dragon lords, and burned elven groves. That didn’t mean he was evil.

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Who can accuse me of sin? The humans killed my sister in front of everyone, the dragons beheaded my mother, and the elves burned my father.

I have only avenged my righteous blood.

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And crucially, it wasn’t them who put me in this Tartarus.

Demon Lord, my oldest friend and the one I devoted my whole life to. It was he who put me here. Exactly three months and four days ago. for impiety. I was a faithful servant more than anyone else.

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So… What kind of a guy am I? It’s not like that if you do.

I, Oscar Lucifer. He was just a grand duke who ruled over the northern part of the Demon Realm. In other words, he was an insignificant fellow who was one of the many, many, four Dukes of the Demon Realm.

Being the second-in-command of the Demon King’s army, strictly speaking, wasn’t a big deal. At most, he was the second-in-command of the Demon King’s army, which numbered a little over 10 million. The truly great thing is the leader, the Demon King.

What on earth did you think of me? It’s not that the demon lord is obstinate about power.

It’s really unknowable.

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well… … .

*****

It must have been about six hours since the Celts served food.

When I was sweating profusely and breathing hard in the superheated hell where only the rustling sound intermittently continued.

rattle-.

thud-.

There was the sound of a heavy iron door opening.

Now is probably not the feeding time, but why? Or maybe my sense of time has become dull?

It can be enough. Because this place is complete darkness and steam. It wouldn’t be strange if my sense organs were out of order.

Fortunately, I realized that my senses were intact, and it was the Celtic cry reverberating through Tartarus.

“It’s a newcomer! Take it well, you bastard!”

“Oh oh… A newcomer to this terrible hell.”

It was both good news and unpleasant news at the same time. It is said that if you are imprisoned in Tartarus, you are a huge tycoon. Also, very poor quality.

Again, my limbs are bound to the north, south, east and west. Of course, I can’t even move.

It means that even if a rookie attacks me, I have to be beaten.

It’s not like there’s anything righteous like a prisoner protection system in place here.

“ha… … Let’s take a look at what kind of guy he is.”

I turned my head with a feeling of desperation. In order to capture the human figure in the hands of the Celts.

However, something was strange.

It’s the first time I’ve been here, so I don’t know if it’s original. But usually, don’t the guards treat the prisoners extremely well?

He chats with the prisoners, but sometimes on days when work is not going well, he brings a club to relieve stress against the prisoners. This is the normal jailer I know.

Celt was a little more friendly than the average jailer.

“Please go in.”

“… … .”

“What is it, is there really something new this time?”

“Shut that mouth. You are a precious person. You’re not the kind of person who can make fun of your mouth.”

“If the Celts were to treat you with so much respect… Did the jailer come? Kick kick.”

“this guy!!”

The Celts called me in an overbearing tone. accompanied by intense feelings of anger. It meant I wasn’t in the mood for a joke.

In addition, it also implied that he was in a very bad mood right now.

“Ah, okay. I’ll shut up. Seriously, who the hell is the new recruit… … .”

He grunted humorously and narrowed his eyes, concentrating on his eyesight. Then, a distance that would normally not be visible came into sight.

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The seizure, which had stopped for a moment, flared up again. However, I no longer felt the pain as if my entire body was being cut off.

To be precise, I didn’t even feel the rush.

“… … ?”

I’m so surprised. I’m dumbfounded. I saw a scene I thought I would never see.

I realize for the first time today that demons don’t even feel pain if they’re genuinely surprised.

“Why are you here?”

He asked a question in a puzzled voice. The answer that came back was Celtic. He said calmly in a somewhat gloomy voice.

“… The execution date will be the same as the author.”

“all right. Thank you for letting me know.”

Responding to Celt’s words was a cracked, rough voice. There was a grace that could not be hidden in his voice.

The Celts pushed the human figure into Tartarus. It was a courteous and gentle touch that was hard to see in a guard’s attitude toward a prisoner. In-young did not resist and quietly entered the prison.

The first thing that came into sight was gray hair that had been untied and untied.

It’s not gray hair. It was because she had been born with gray hair and she was shiny. However, the amount of gloss was too small compared to the amount of dust, and most of it was buried.

The second thing that caught my eye was the white faded features.

The parted lips that didn’t even feel alive, the pale bleached face, and the eyes covered with dark red bloody bandages.

It was the first time I had seen her face, but I recognized her immediately. She wasn’t as beautiful or elegant as the Celts had said, but her grace and class clearly revealed the newcomer’s identity.

I’ve never seen a newcomer. But I could tell. Because I’ve fought countless times with the beings of the Holy Empire. The newcomer had more dignity than any beings I had ever seen.

“Who is this?”

I should correct what I called him. It was a year. That too, the most noble and noble year on the continent.

“nice to see you. i look forward to.”

“Aren’t you the great Saint of the Sun?”

To me, who was the second in command of the Demon King’s army, the woman who was the biggest nuisance and antagonist.

A woman with white hair like snowflakes, holding a black rosary in her hand.

As the leader of tens of thousands of saints, a woman who resisted the demon king to the end and was called the continent’s only hope.

In the long war between the Demon Realm and the Continent, the Demon King’s Army finally won, and a woman who was probably driven out as a criminal from the Demon’s position.

Mary, a noble and noble saint of the Holy Empire.

“How did a noble person come here?”

It was the identity of a newcomer.