Smith， a Black Company in Another World 829

Chapter 829 – Ep.827 Demon Continent

Just wait for the demons to drag you out of the palace.

When we got far enough away from the palace, the dream horses that had been dragging us, clinging to both sides as if to support us, stopped.

[Are you okay? ]

[Please allow me to take a quick look at your body. ]

The dream demons, who had been expressionless just a moment ago, became restless and wiggled their hands in front of me.

“Uh, um… Well, because it’s okay. “Don’t worry too much.”

Actually, the part of her back where Rita was stepping on was a little sore, but she didn’t make a fuss about showing it to the girls, so I smiled and waved my hand.

[Well, then I will continue to serve you. ]

[ Come this way. ]

The two who had been dragging him around like criminals now became perfect escorts and guided him to prison.

How long did you walk along with the two of them?

A plain building appeared a long way away from the main shrine.

Cheol – Wow!

When one of the monsters put the key in an ordinary-looking door and turned it, a very heavy sound was heard, contrary to its appearance.

‘But is it really a prison?’

The external appearance was a typical one-story building, painted entirely in black, that can be seen anywhere when you go outside.

And the moment Mongma opened the door and showed me the inside, I knew that the question I had just had was very valid.

“This isn’t a prison, is it?”

[This is a renovated version of one of our accommodations. ]

The bedroom I originally used was larger than most houses, but the place where I would be staying for a few days could have been bigger, but it was not narrow at all.

‘But it still looks like a prison…’

Very heterogeneous iron bars dividing the boundary between luxurious furniture such as beds, sofas, and tables and the door where we are currently standing.

“Well, isn’t there an ordinary prison?”

[ … Don’t like it? ]

“No, it should be comfortable to stay here, but…”

Upon closer inspection, there was even a huge bathtub placed a little away from the bed.

“… After all, let’s go to a normal prison.”

[ Uh… Please wait a moment. ]

The dreamer closed her eyes and she twitched her forehead a few times.

Rita, who was talking to Ellis, was like that.

[ Well, really… Would you like to go to jail? ]

“Please.”

[ … All right. ]

So I started walking again with the nightmares, and surprisingly, the place they brought me was the same palace I left a little while ago.

‘There was a basement?’

Behind the stairs I usually went up and down, there was a path leading straight down.

“Ugh…”

As I walked down the stairs, which went deeper than I expected, the darkness deepened and a stench that made me grimace crept up on me.

[Oh, sorry. ]

[I will take action now. ]

The dream demons who were descending, lighting up their path with magic, snapped their fingers in harmony. Then a cool breeze blew and instantly blew away the bad smell that was bothering my nose.

They hadn’t yet received my semen and their senses were dead, so they couldn’t smell the bad smell.

[This is where. ]

“Uh, um. “It’s a prison.”

[ Yes. It’s a prison. ]

I don’t even remember when it was.

Immediately after overhearing the news that Siron had been kidnapped, I was also kidnapped by the Petrum Church at the well in front of the guild.

‘This is exactly what I saw when I came to my senses.’

A harsh environment with no room for sunlight to enter in a small space just big enough for two or three people.

In addition, due to lack of maintenance, there was a lot of light dust on the floor, and the corners of the ceiling were full of spider webs that could make a suit of clothes.

To be honest, the prison Kalm had built at that time was ten times better.

“If… “Can you just clean up the dust?”

[We will implement it immediately. ]

As soon as an order that wasn’t mine was given, the two of them walked around the inside of the iron bars and accurately burned off only the dust.

[Nobility. This one is the widest. ]

“Thank you.”

Because I was so big, places that would have been comfortable enough for an average person turned into solitary confinement.

It was really fortunate that the space behind the iron bars was not all uniform.

“Just bring me two blankets to spread on the floor. Ah! “I just brought cheap materials.”

[ Yes. ]

[Is there anything else you need? ]

As I sat inside the iron bars, the demons very quickly took the things I asked for and brought them inside.

“Ah, this is enough. Thank you.”

[Then let’s go back. ]

The two bowed their heads and left quietly.

For the time being, no one will come in here except to bring us meals.

“Sseup, I guess it was a bit wrong to ask for only bread and water.”

I lay down on a blanket roughly spread on the floor, and then laid my head on a pillow made from another blanket wrapped around it.

‘I don’t know if Genoa will be okay.’

The sound was a bit harsh, but I believe that Rita didn’t stab it carelessly.

Even though Genoa was a bit distant, she completely differentiated between public life and life… Division…

‘… ‘You did it, right?’

**

“Tsk!!”

Genoa, who spat out a lot of blood, roughly wiped the area around her burst lip with the back of her hand and raised her body.

“Are you okay?”
“Do you look okay?”

Genoa bared his teeth at Toriel, who was coming towards me, and then roughly brushed away her messy, flowing bangs.

As soon as Rita and the demons escaped, the demons only glanced at each other and went into their assigned rooms and locked the doors.

Thanks to this, the only people left in the center now were Rita, who was the first to attack, and Genoa and his group, who were dragged out by the demons.

“Oh, that useless bitch…”

Genoa approached Ruel, who was sprawled on the floor with Giselle, frowning at her left eye, which was still intact, and kicked her in the crotch.

“Keuuuuu?!”
“Oh…”

Ruel, who suddenly came to his senses with a dying sound, covered his crotch and groaned. Toriel, who was watching from the side, also frowned and grabbed his crotch with her hand.

“Wake up you bitch.”
“Off… You, you… !!”

Genoa spat next to Ruel’s face as if provoking him and went into the bedroom.

“Shit…”

Not long after, Ruel got up, clutching his crotch, and followed Genoa into the bedroom.

“… Ha, somehow things worked out well.”

Toriel, who was scratching her head, followed Giselle to her side, unable to tell if she was sleeping or passed out, and followed them into the bedroom.

“We have to save Mr. Smith!!”
“Ji, calm down…”
“Ahh! “You’re going crazy so keep your mouth shut!!”
“Aaaaah!!”

As soon as she came in after closing the door, her older sister, the twin named Kuriri, was thrown onto the bed by Genoa.

Fortunately, the bed was very soft and no one was hurt, but Kuriri’s mouth, which had been chattering in shock, closed tightly.

“Yes? What. “Why are you coming here?”

When Genoa, who was wetting the torn blanket with water, turned his head, Toriel, who was standing blankly with Giselle at her side, scratched her cheek.

“If… “If you are planning to go to him, I want you to join me.”
“Crazy bitch.”

Genoa plopped down on her sofa, wiping her face roughly with her soaked blanket.

“What. Are you going to keep standing?”
“No.”

Toriel, who only then realized that the curse she had just uttered was a positive curse, threw Giselle onto the bed she was originally using and sat down across from Genoa.

“However…”
“What.”
“… “It looks better than I thought?”

My right eye is swollen and I can’t see.
Her face was full of bruises that were noticeable even though she had slightly tanned skin, and even her lips were swollen and swollen in a miserable way.

There were certainly several bloody sounds that made everyone who heard them flinch, but as Toriel had just said, Genoa’s condition seemed to be much better than she appeared on the outside.

She was hit mainly on her face, and not only did a couple of her teeth get knocked out, but even her nose was intact… In some ways, she was close to a miracle.

“Does this look okay to you?”
“… “If you think about who you hit, isn’t it okay?”
“Fuck.”

Genoa, who could not deny that fact, cursed briefly and carelessly threw the blood-stained blanket.

“So.”
“… ?”
“… ?”

When Ruel, who had been listening to her in silence, opened her mouth, the eyes of the two people sitting on her sofa turned to her.

“What exactly happened?”
“Shit, does it start from there?”
“… “What are you going to do about me fainting?”
“Ugh, look at how angry he gets as soon as Smith disappears.”
“Joy.”

Ruelle looked at Toriel as she snorted, and Toriel, naturally being the youngest of her kind, had no choice but to briefly explain what had happened outside of her.

“… “Tread on your master?”
“What. Did you really decide to become a slave?”

When Genoa asked Ruel, who became angry after hearing her story, Ruel glared at her as if he were going to kill her and said,

“Her maiden’s oath is heavier than you think.”
“It sure looks like her butt is heavy when we fuck her.”
“Wh, wow, what?!”
“No no. “Now is not the time to fight among ourselves, is it?”

It was only after Toriel stood up and blocked the space between them that the two withdrew their gaze from each other and gained momentum.

‘No matter how I look at it, it seems hopeless…’

Toriel’s eyesight seemed to darken at the actions of the two, who had the same intention but did not properly combine.

However, for Toriel, who could no longer be satisfied without that pleasure, there was no other option than ‘save’.

Because she knew better than ever that she would go crazy if she never tasted this hideous and gigantic object again.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

“”… ?””

In a situation where there was heavy silence, the knocking sound was enough to attract everyone’s attention.

Sigh.

The criminal who knocked on the door even showed the audacity to open the door and enter even though he was not allowed in.

He has blue hair like the twins and a tall horn growing in the center of his forehead. And the distinctive sleepy, drooping eye corners.

“You… ?”

When Genoa tilted his head at her unexpected appearance, the noblewoman, standing with her back to the opened door, responded calmly.

“It’s not you, it’s Agnes.”