I Will Be the Only One Who Heals at the Prison Academy - Chapter 432



432 – Rich Man #1

432 – Father and son # 1

The basement of Ludens.

There is a prison called Tartarus.

But.

Far above the deep hell of Tartarus.

There was a place that people commonly recognized as a ‘prison.’

It was a detention center managed by the Ludens Student Council.

This place is managed by “Leading Teacher – Sadisty Jayler.” It was a place where Victor had also been trapped before. It’s like a hellish place where all kinds of violent criminals are imprisoned.

Nymphs went to this detention center once a week, at most twice.

They say it’s a service, but all they do is one-sidedly beat the prisoners who are locked up in the detention center with their round fists.

Is it said that the nymphs’ fists have the ability to reform vicious prisoners?

Even today, a prisoner was being beaten by nymphs to prove its effectiveness.

“Nymph Bigi, hit me hard!”

“Everyone is getting beaten up… !”

In the story of Arnoy and Ariol, the nymphs all closed to each other and beat the prisoner.

Clap, tap, clap-.

Any other prisoners would have been busy screaming and repenting for this act of being beaten by nymphs.

Today’s prisoner kept his mouth shut without letting out a single scream.

“…”

Even his eyes are sharp.

Ariol, the nymph of the ditch, spoke to that rebellious and uncivilized attitude.

“You’re not cooperating with nymph-friendly corrections… ” . It’s extremely nymphophobic… ! I think they should be beaten even more… !”

“Indeed, this honorary prison guard Arnoy also thinks so… But it looks like sweet and sour pork will be served for lunch at the detention center today… ! Let’s go quickly and eat sweet and sour pork… !”

The nymphs soon said “Waaah” And slipped through the bars and headed to the restaurant.

It was as if they were okay with the prisoner they had just been beaten.

The prisoner didn’t care about them either.

Prisoner Orca just spat out the saliva flowing from his burst mouth

“Stupid nymphs—.”

“That’s not what you would say, you idiot. “The genius Orca Arclight has become worse than sweet and sour pork to the nymphs.”

Orca was started by a familiar voice.

When he raised his head, someone brought a chair and sat in front of the iron bars.

Because his back was turned to the lamp, his face was obscured by shadows, but the flash of his single, glowing golden eye gave Orca a good idea of who this man was.

“What is the head of the house doing here?”

“The nymphs told me. They say it’s your turn, my foolish flesh and blood, to be imprisoned and ‘educated’ by the nymphs. They say you need the consent of blood relatives or family.”

“…”

“He stretched out into the sky without knowing how high it was, and it was very funny. A guy who wanted to become a god ended up being beaten by nymphs in a detention center.”

“… I wondered why a busy person would come to see this foolish son. Are you trying to laugh at me? Laugh as much as you want.”

“Be careful what you say, kid. It would be good to know who is in front of you. “It doesn’t matter that there is an iron bar between you and me.”

Creepy.

The orca was scared.

Because the opponent was the absolute law itself.

But.

Orca, who had given up on everything, soon became fearless.

“Then kill him yourself. “Aren’t I the traitor who tarnished Arclight’s name and caused my mother’s death?”

“Barking arbitrarily is as bad as a dog’s tail. “If Johanna seemed like a woman who would fall for a trick like you, then you don’t know your mother her her.”

“…”

“All that matters now, Orca, is that you were defeated by Viktor. Do you now understand why I chose Viktor as my successor instead of you?”

“…”

“You don’t know. That’s what defeat is. “Everything is just confusing and terrible.”

“Did the head of the family know about the defeat?”

“I too have experienced defeat. It’s an unforgettable experience.”

Zek-.

Cain touched her missing eye her with her palm her her.

Orca was quite surprised by that.

“Are you talking about the duel that took place on Star Hill? “Didn’t you say that the matriarch won?”

“I won. But, in a way, I lost. In fact, speaking now, it was not something that could be called a duel of prosecutors. It was a muddy fight with guns, magic, fists, everything going back and forth.”

Cain was a long time ago.

I thought of a fight that is now talked about like a legend.

His opponent was a strange man.

A monster that created an uproar in the kingdom at some point without knowing anything about its past.

A superman who was called the scourge of the battlefield because he cut down every opponent he met in war.

“Avon.”

Did someone say he was someone who came up from ‘hell’?

I thought it was a funny story.

Everyone’s Madonna Rosé fell in love with a clown-like man who came from nowhere.

Cain didn’t know why the funny man was chosen and not him.

He thought he would like to compete someday.

One day, when they actually competed, Cain felt like he knew a little bit about why Rose chose him.

“That Avon guy was a beast. There are no rules or anything. He was a man who had lived his life solely focused on survival and had reached the pinnacle of his country. Rosé was also a woman like a wild rose. “She was a woman who was attracted to that kind of thing.”

“Rosé Crimson…”

“But in the end I won. Avon died that day. Even if he had survived, he would have lived with a fatal wound for the rest of his life and would have died somewhere. He should be stuck in hell by now.”

“But didn’t the head of the family just say that he was defeated by him?”

“Because I survived—that’s it.”

“He was defeated because he survived… ?”

After losing her wife, Cain was unable to find a purpose for her life.

Only after Johanna left did she realize that what she truly wanted was not her strongest friend, Rose, the love she had not had for a long time.

The curse of Arclight, which means you will never be able to obtain what you truly want.

That was something Cain could not avoid.

From one day on, Cain was like a person who only looked for her place to die.

However, he wasn’t great enough for the world to kill him.

Avon.

He thought that if it was that man,

The two finally met at the end of the battlefield.

━Cain, I don’t think I can give you the death you so desperately want. I promised I wouldn’t kill anyone anymore. With my son. Also with my wife.

━Then you will die like a dog to me, Avon.

━No, you won’t be able to kill me. I will survive and live in this world of entertainment, and you will also live here for the rest of your life without dying.

As fate would have it, the two on the path of the sword met on the hill of stars.

The road to the peak becomes narrower as you go higher, so it was inevitable that we would end up leaving behind the only remaining chair.

As a result of a fierce battle that has now become a myth, each side lost to the other, and each side won.

Cain killed a man who was trying to survive somehow.

Avon, the man who did not kill Cain, who was only looking for his own place to die.

It was that kind of fight.

In that fight, Cain lost the light in one of his eyes.

She instead acquired her own youngest daughter and a boy of her own age.

“He didn’t even cry at that time. He didn’t even glance at his own father’s corpse. “It seems like he didn’t want to look bad on me, who reigned as the ‘top’ in that position.”

That day, Cain felt a chill in her heart from the son who was not her father.

It was the first time she felt goosebumps in her life.

“At the age of five, I seemed to clearly understand that I had control over my own life and death. It must be instinct. “The instinct for survival that living things have.”

Her youngest daughter, now only five years old, is busy whining about her strawberries on top of her cake.

The obsession and longing for life of a boy of the same age could be compared to that of Johanna, who endured her death to give birth to a child.

“That’s why I brought Victor. To our family. Because he had the longing and obsession that we lack. Although my skills were really poor.”

But Orca didn’t seem to understand.

“Didn’t you survive in a humble way? Are you saying that a life of miserable survival and being treated like a dog by enemies is higher than the prestige and honor that the head of the family pursues?”

“You idiot. Surviving is everything. Rather survive like your enemy’s dog than die like a god. “Family honor, glorious feats, and a name held high and shining are of no use if one dies.”

What is a sword?

It is ultimately a tool for reception.

It is a tool for receiving.

The will to survive.

Only those who are sharp can cut it.

The dice of fate.

Grumble-.

Cain got up from her seat.

“The nymphs said. Your sentence will be executed shortly. “I won’t get involved in this matter, so you can die nobly.”

* * *

Victorica, Nike, and Enio had no choice but to watch Victor’s fight.

Earlier, I thought that Viktor might get caught up in their attack.

The reason I’m not interfering with Viktor’s fight now is because I feel like that shouldn’t be the case.

The Robe of Disaster torn by Viktor’s attack ‘Knot Slash’.

The man’s face revealed underneath was extremely haggard.

The dark circles are thick and the beard is sparse.

But it looked very similar to Victor’s face.

If Victor suffered from hard labor for more than 30 years without rest, wouldn’t he look exactly like that?

“That person… , Victor’s father. Although he has aged and changed a lot, as if he were a different person.”

Nike said.

Victorica was able to recall that Nike knew Victor when he was young, and that she knew Victor’s father his.

Although she feels a little jealous of Nike knowing about Victor, whom she does not know.

I wondered why Victor’s father was trapped in this hell of Tartarus.

‘The man who took one of the eyes of the head of the family, Cain.’

It was like a monster from legend.

Victorica even felt a new sense of excitement at meeting like this. Should I say that she felt like she had met a character from a history textbook?

Kaaang, kaaang-!

Twaeeeeeong-!

However, Victor, who was actually facing his father, became speechless.

The only noise in the labyrinth is the sound of swords clashing with each other and the occasional breathing.

“… Could it be that he didn’t realize it was his father?”

From noble mtl dot come

Victorica asked into the air.

It was quite possible.

Victor separated from his father when he was 5 years old.

Even though Victoria has a good memory, when she thinks back now of the faces of people she met when she was 5 years old, it is bound to be blurry.

Avon also seems unable to recognize his son her, who has grown up so much.

In the first place, the name ‘Victor’ was given to her by herself.

“Hey, Victor… ! That person—.”

When Victorica tried to scream, someone’s palm covered her mouth.

It was Enio.

“Victoria, don’t be rude. I don’t think it’s time for us to intervene. This is their problem.”

Enio felt that their involvement in this matter went beyond any ‘qualifications’. All the outfielders can do is just watch.

“… No, even if I said it in the first place, I don’t think Victor would hear me.”

There is a saying called trance.

Victor now seemed to have forgotten everything except the opponent in front of him and swinging his sword.

Kang, kang kakaang-!

It was a duel that was not strange even if each hand inflicted fatal wounds on each other.

Was the fight between Cain and Avon that took place on Star Hill back in the day like it is now?

When everyone forgot what they had to do and fell in love with that amazing sight.

Nike said softly.

“Rather than fighting, talk… No, it feels like playing.”

Father and son exchanging swords.

Their appearance reminded me of a child and a father exchanging balls and checking each other’s capabilities.

But that time is now coming to an end.

This is because the old sword on the old man’s side started to creak and crack.

In comparison, Victor’s “Arondite” Did not have any cracks or chips despite the violence of the sword.

It was a time when everyone thought the battle was close to victory or defeat.

A middle-aged man opened the distance and stabbed an old sword.

Then, he grasps the hilt of the sword backwards and slowly pulls it out, quietly chanting.

“Arclight type 8.”

Equation 8.

As far as Victorica knew, the Arc Light type consisted of seven types.

Basic type from 1 to 4 meals.

Forms of five senses that exist from formula 5 to formula 7.

Type 8 is a sword technique that cannot exist.

It was a time when everyone thought that way.

Paaang-!

A large flash of light flashed.

Kwajik, clang-.

When everyone noticed that a flash-like sword strike had passed.

The one who was most embarrassed was Victor.

Clink-. Warrrr-.

At Victor’s feet, the indestructible sword “Arondite” Was shattered and scattered into dust.