Chapter 25 Please Die for Me

Arno's footsteps finally stopped in front of a building.

He raised his head and looked at the exterior of the building.

Apart from the main structure made of dark gray cement, there is no extra decoration from the appearance of the building.

The only thing that is eye-catching is the holes in these main bodies, which are shining with light like stardust.

Arnold knew that they were machine guns and other heavy weapons set up.

A rough calculation shows that there are about sixty cave entrances, none of which are empty.

Heavy firepower of this scale is enough to cover an area around the building.

Even in the empire, it is rare for one building to have so much firepower.

But considering the nature of this building, it's not too strange.

After all - this is a prison.

This prison held most of the most vicious criminals in the empire. Although it was located under the jurisdiction of the royal capital, it was built in the suburbs.

The advantage of being built in this kind of place is that if something unexpected happens, you can use heavy firepower to wash the ground without worrying about the surroundings.

In addition to the machine guns that Arno saw now, there were some more powerful weapons inside the prison.

"Who are you? No access is allowed here."

Seeing Arno standing there and looking at the building with a sneaky look, a soldier guarding the door immediately came up and yelled at him.

Arno glanced at him.

Even a soldier guarding the gate is armed with live ammunition.

Not only is he holding an automatic rifle in his hand, but he is also carrying an RPG on his back, which can be said to be full of martial virtue.

From a place like this, we can also see how dangerous this prison is.

"Hey, what about you? Go away quickly and don't wander around, okay?"

Seeing that Arno didn't respond, the soldier urged him twice more.

His expression was full of impatience, as if if Arno didn't leave, he would take action directly.

Until he saw the sign in Arno's hand.

"I am the captain of the third squad of the Royal Guards. I have something important to meet with your warden now."

Arno held the sign belonging to the Royal Guards and said calmly.

Perhaps because he has played so many roles, Arnold's acting skills are more exquisite this time.

The arrogance and arrogance that belonged to the old aristocracy were quickly released.

"I'm sorry, I just didn't know what the villain was."

"Please wait a moment, I will inform the warden immediately."

As soon as he heard about the Royal Guards, the soldier's expression changed.

The original impatience was seamlessly replaced by the disgusting flattery unique to the little guy.

To the reformists, the Royal Guards are now nothing more than a joke.

But for soldiers, the lowest level of people who do not belong to any faction, the name of the Royal Guards is too deceptive.

"ASAP."

"My time is very valuable."

Arno put away the sign and said calmly.

——

Time passed slowly, and not long after, Arno appeared in the warden's office.

"Excuse me, what do the people from the Royal Guards do here?"

The warden is a standard reformist, so he is very disdainful of the Royal Guards.

Arno saw this.

Then, he took out another sign and threw it in front of the warden.

However, what he threw this time was not the Royal Guards brand.

"I am Arno Chris, who belongs to the Corrector Capital Department."

"I came here this time because I want to discuss something with the warden."

The warden picked up the sign and took a look at it. After confirming that it was not a forgery, his expression softened a little.

Arnuo looked at it and felt relieved.

It seems that Evie's matter has not yet been communicated to the top of the empire's reformists.

Regarding the warden, he is still an old friend of the reformists.

"If you have any questions, just tell me and I will definitely cooperate."

"It's really nice that the warden is so cheerful, so I won't talk nonsense."

Arno pulled the chair closer and stared directly at the warden with his dark eyes.

"The reason why I came here as a Royal Guard this time is because I want to do something."

"Oh? What happened?"

The warden narrowed his eyes.

"kill."

"Killing someone? Then you must have come to the wrong place."

"No, I didn't come to the wrong place."

Arnold put away the sign that represented the corrector's identity, took out the sign that symbolized the Royal Guards again, and placed it in front of the warden.

"I am now going to exercise my status as a Royal Guardsman, Article 362, Item 52, Paragraph 63 of the Imperial Law."

"Enforcing noble law and exchanging money for ownership of some prisoners."

This is one of the few laws that the old aristocratic forces still strive to retain despite the wave of reformists.

Its use authority is limited to the traditional status of the old aristocracy such as the Royal Guards and the nobles themselves.

"I see, is that why they are the Royal Guards?"

The warden first smiled, sat up, and then suddenly moved his face closer to Arno.

"Are you handling this matter as a corrector or as an individual?"

"Is there a difference?"

Arno smiled indifferently, took out a box from his arms and threw it to the warden.

"Here is a 10,000 gold coin exchange ticket in exchange for some of your death row prisoners."

"Huh~"

The warden opened the box and took a look, with a happier smile on his face than before.

"Then, it's a deal."

He held out his hand to Arno and asked no more questions.

"Happy cooperation."

Arno shook his hand.

"Happy cooperation."

In this way, the two men reached a deal in this small office.

As Arno said, it didn't matter whether he came as a corrector or as an individual.

As long as he was not a conservative, the warden could trade with him.

Money can corrode any perseverance, without exception.

...

At noon,

the sun was scorching,

Arno wiped the sweat from his forehead and squinted his eyes.

Not far in front of him, dozens of criminals stood.

Most of them were truly vicious.

Murder, arson, robbery, massacre...

There was nothing in this world that they dared not do or could not do.

At this time, these worst guys looked at Arno with fear on their faces.

They wanted to leave and kept struggling, but the ropes on their bodies tied them tightly like steel wires.

"It's time to start."

Beside Arno, the prison executioner whispered in his ear.

The sky became hotter.

Soon, after the high temperature disappears, it will be night.

By then, another day will have passed.

"Yes, it's time to start."

Arno nodded and raised the burst assault rifle sponsored by the prison to the group of people.

Then, he pulled the trigger.

One after another, the deafening sound of gunfire and the smell of gunpowder continued.

And the cold mechanical sound in Arno's ears did not stop.

[Ding, the robber has been killed, Jean Ryan, and experience points have been obtained...]

[Ding, the murderer has been killed, Jacques Modi, and experience points have been obtained...]

[Ding, the fraudster has been killed, Clay Ya, and experience points have been obtained...]

Because of Arno's behavior, he can no longer be a magician for the time being.

Each academy has started an urgent internal inspection, and the time for job transfer has been delayed for a long time.

But the mission will come soon.

Arno has to choose this method to upgrade, which he had thought about before but soon gave up.

"I'm sorry."

"For me, please die."