How to Subdue the Masochist Princess 281

Chapter 281 – Almost Forgotten

There are no slums in the system.

It may sound a bit strange to say that there are back alleys but no slums.

The Imperial administration cannot afford to let go of a cancer mass that inflicts a triple fatal blow to public order, urban aesthetics, and urban planning. It is also because there was a will from the first emperor to make sure that no one starves at least 1,000 li (about 400 km) from the heart of the empire.

However, there was a minor mistake of physically ‘cleaning’ all the slums that existed within a 1,000-ri radius of the imperial palace by the descendents who accepted the noble meaning in a slightly twisted way.

In any case, thanks to that system Solarion was able to become the greatest and most splendid city in history. This is the grace of the heavenly gods, long live the Emperor.

However, no matter how great the reign of the empire is, there can be no poverty at all.

So, where did all the poor people go?

The correct answer is quarantine acceptance.

“Hey there! Move faster!”
“Hee, hee! Yep!”

Most social production bases, including the administrative, military, and judicial systems, are all located in institutions.

Therefore, the land near the islands is naturally operated as a small and medium-sized territory under the self-governing territory, supporting the smooth operation of the islands or acting as a gateway city connecting the islands and other areas.

However, there are concerns that various problems will arise if all empty land is developed because it is near the islands, so the imperial administration has classified some areas of the islands as development restricted areas.

Most of these areas preserve nature as it is, such as mountains, forests, rivers, monster haunts, jungles, and small deserts familiar to the people of the empire.

Some of them have special facilities.

The name of this place is the Limbus Quarantine Camp, which is the size of a small self-governing territory, and the entire city is strictly controlled.

It is a facility that brings together and rehabilitates the socially underprivileged who have plenty of room to be reborn as impure elements, such as the poor, ex-convicts, and orphans living near the system.

Purgatory of Purgatory, which narrowly crosses the boundary between prison and school.

The hopes and despair of people living at the bottom.

“Hey you!”
“Old?! Are you talking about me?”
“How dare you goof around during work hours!”

— Jab!

A mysterious woman clad in a black uniform slashed at her floor with her whip.

“By the mercy of His Majesty the Great Emperor Himself, even scumbags like you have been given a chance to become new! Do you think idleness will be tolerated in this hallowed arena of rebirth!”

A loud voice that seemed to be heard by everyone, not just the one who was pointed out while chatting with a colleague.

“I’m sorry! I’ll make it right!”
“If you get caught one more time, it’s a penalty point. Hurry up and come back!”

His unique doctrinaire tone and the whip in his hand interlocked, creating a very threatening atmosphere.

The prisoners glanced at the supervisor and, as usual, resumed their carpentry work. Before long, the sound of sawing and hammering filled the room.

—Caw, caw!

Take advantage of the moment when the supervisor is distracted by the flock of crows flying outside the window. When her behavior was pointed out, the man grumbled softly as he lowered her head pretending to sand the bottom of her table.

“Ay, shit! What’s the chance. How’s this different from just a prison?”
“Shut up, Malfeuille. It’s because you haven’t been to a real prison yet.”
“Sheesh, you unlucky bastard. I’m proud that I’m from Kamppang, I’m proud.”

As if he hadn’t come to his senses yet, while the man called Malfeuil was chatting with his colleague again.

“Stop working!”

The overseer’s loud shout resounded, telling the carpenter to leave.

“What, what happened?”
“Has anyone escaped?”
“Escape? If that’s real, this turns out to be pretty fun.”

In the Limbus camp, where strict discipline is valued, interruptions in the workday are rare.

The inmates seemed a little excited while chatting among themselves in embarrassment, probably because they were tired of the regular routine of daily life, where their freedom was suppressed and like a cogwheel.

“Quiet! Everyone stay calm in their current positions pending additional controls!”

After threatening the prisoners again, the supervisor disappears with the sound of heels ringing again and again.

“What, then free time?”
“Idiot! Then what if I get a penalty point!”
“You’re an idiot! You don’t even have that witch, so what do you want to know about penalty points?”
“Oh, is that so?”

After the supervisor left, the inside of the carpentry shop completely turned into a festive mood.

In the middle of the carpentry shop, which is divided into two compartments for men and women.

“Hey, what is that bitch? Really fucking unlucky.”
“That’s right. Maybe the uniform is deliberately worn in a small size.
“Actually, she’s a famous slut. Rumi says she gives it to guys she likes every night.”
“Awesome! Really?”

Meanwhile, shady gossip is going back and forth between the women.

The men began to indulge in vulgar obscenities.

“Ha, fuck… Maybe that’s a good bitch? I really want to fuck her from behind until she faints.”
“I admit that.
“Big tits, big ass. How good would it be to fuck a cock with a big dick?”
“Does he have a lover?
“Asshole, did you have a crush on the supervisor?”

It is an ignorant number that naturally leads to nonsense like water flowing, as is usually the case when several men are gathered together.

“Fuck… I’m so fucking envious of my boyfriend, really! I’m second only to Sir Wolfgang, no matter who you are!”
“Shh, be careful with your words! If Sir Wolfgang, the strongest head male in the empire who seduces the princess and eats even her saints, listens, he’ll come to eat your ass too.”
“Omg!”

Leaving behind the visibly excited prisoners in the unexpectedly given free time.

Heading toward the women’s bathroom and glancing at the flock of crows hovering outside the window, the supervisor immediately stopped in front of the tightly locked warehouse.

She looked around her with her serious face, and as soon as she confirmed that there was no one around her, she gently closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she was inside the warehouse.

Crossing the dusty warehouse casually, she opened a small window in the corner and said.

“Come in.”

A crow flying in scattering black feathers.

“Caw, cack! Euhm, hmm!”

Surprisingly, a human voice soon began to flow from the crow’s beak, which had been clacking with a whistle.

A crow bowing its head by folding one wing toward the overseer with arms crossed. He had a dignified attitude like a gentleman. Then it, no, he blinked one of his eyes and asked frivolously.

“Hey, it’s been a while. How have you been, Apostle Ramiel?”
“Noisy, clown. The guy who’s been silent like a mouse for almost a year. What the hell is the wind blowing?”

The camp’s high-handed beauty supervisor and the ubiquitous plain crow.

“Yeah, that’s it. I want it because of a crazy eagle owl! He’s been walking around with his eyes wide open, so he couldn’t even spread his wings properly! What kind of monstrous scab did the esteemed princess raise Familia? The surveillance radius is over hundreds of kilometers.”
“That, is that enough?”
“Yes. But for some reason, he’s been quiet lately. I’m here to say hello.”

The two apostles of Eclipse began to unravel their past in the dusty warehouse.

Who would have expected that the leaders of an anti-state group dreaming of overthrowing the empire would hold a secret meeting in such a humble place.

“So, why do you have to work undercover?”
“No. It’s driving me crazy to be rotting among lowly females and vulgar males.”
“Um, but from just hearing you scream, it sounds like you’ve got a real vocation.”
“What’s your vocation! I want to get rid of it as soon as possible! How many things to do…”
“Uh huh. Calm down! Your voice is too loud, Princess.”

—Peeing!

“I warn you, don’t call me that again. Clown.”

The dagger thrown by Ramiel in the blink of an eye barely grazed the crow’s neck. The sharp blade, which is a flower on the wall, trembles with a silver sheen.
At the same time as the thick demonic energy that could not be hidden overflowed, even one horn that had been hidden while impersonating a human was revealed at some point along the side of the hair.

“Uh-huh! My name isn’t a clown either, lady. Please call me Hamelin, Hameln.”
“Anyway, a pseudonym, but what?”
“Still, there is such a thing as feeling. Being called by your first name, even if it’s a pseudonym, is an important matter.”

Hameln, who deftly deflected her anger, opened his beak with a clap.

It was a very serious tone, as if he had been messing around.

“Now, the time has come for us to be active again. The young master gave an important message.”
“Bocchan, is that him?”
“Yes, yes. Isn’t the Empire a little noisy lately? The succession to the throne. In the midst of all the noise, what if we secretly lend our strength?”

Bang!

Hameln, who imitated the sound of an explosion as if playing a joke, giggled and murmured.

“They said there was a chance to dig into Princess Alicia this time. It must be the message from the boy.”