I Will Be the Only One Who Heals at the Prison Academy

456 – Out of Control #3

456 – Out of Control #3

Menu All.

She was such a strict nymph that no one even in the pantheon knew about her.

Her her gods her she trusted her and she herself trusted.

The epitome of thoroughness.

━That poisonous girl. Molten iron will flow through his body instead of blood.

━You don’t even show me what you’re eating? To be honest, I doubt if she is the same nymph as me.

━I think that’s what happens if you eat something wrong when you’re a nymph in the ditch.

Because of that, she became an object of fear from her other colleagues.

She graduated from being a ditch water nymph, and as an adult, she found it easier to be alone.

Complete control.

Pursuing order and stability is the iron rule of Menuol.

Even the great gods wouldn’t know that Menuol secretly enjoyed ‘dessert’during her alone time.

Eating delicious food in a completely controlled, private space.

That is the philosophy and driving force that supports Menuol’s life

But Menu All’s dessert time was completely ruined today.

Because everything about her was spreading out of her control and beyond her control.

“Huh.”

I bite my front lip.

The lips that I bit like that tasted like candy made from melted honey.

Gugit.

Menuol crumpled the candy wrapper carelessly and threw it on the floor.

She was just trying to eat a piece of candy she had confiscated from Arnoy, a tiny ditch water nymph. I can’t believe something so ridiculous happened during that short period of time when she was away.

Menuol watched the situation inside the Pantheon through the gods’ crystal sphere, which is said to be able to look into various parts of the world.

━It’s time to stop working overtime… !

━They are asking us to give them candy too… !

━Hueheh… ! For this Huenoi, it’s called Give Me Sugar, Give Me Hyuga… !

The nymphs who were supposed to be guarding the factory were seen running wild here and there in the Pantheon hallway. You leave your seat during work and move around as you please.

According to the manual written by Menuol, nymphs who left their seats without permission would have been severely punished by being deprived of a week’s worth of lunch rations.

Nymphs in small ditches generally ate only one lunch a day.

Because their salaries were very low and the compensation was poor.

They work to serve the gods.

Serving the gods was the duty and pleasure of the nymphs, and receiving ‘remuneration’ for such joyful labor was itself a luxury.

Therefore, many nymphs liked the lunch provided once a day at the factory cafeteria.

All it had was hard bread and plain whipped cream, but for the nymphs who barely ate one meal a day, it was nothing short of a sumptuous feast.

Occasionally, nymphs, unable to overcome their hunger and desire, would steal and eat snacks or fruits that should have been placed in treasure chests on earth.

Those who dared to ruin the ‘gods’ pastime’ were severely punished by being banned from eating lunch for more than a week.

In severe cases, ‘re-education’ was carried out.

No rationing of lunch.

And ‘re-education’ was so fearful to the nymphs that fear of it became a device to completely control the more than a hundred nymphs living in this pantheon.

But now.

The nymphs in the small ditch wandered around the hallway as if they were not afraid of anything. The number exceeds ten, fifteen, and it is impossible to count.

“Menu all!”

At that time, someone hurriedly entered Menuol’s office, the ‘Control Room’.

Caloris was the motivation behind Menu All.

Although she was not as perfect as Menuol, who was always selected as the first nymph of the month, she was ranked second to the best nymph.

Her menu all asked her.

“Caloris, what happened?”

“I want to ask! The nymphs are running wild! Damn it, is it because of the candy? This is why you shouldn’t give sweets to little nymphs!”

Caloris thought of the nymph Arnoi, who was said to have come from the earth.

It may be that the nymphs who picked up and ate the candy he scattered had something in their hearts that could be called ‘laziness.’

“Menuol, didn’t you decide to take charge of that Arnoy guy and ‘re-educate’ him? “I hear that he is inciting a strike by randomly throwing candy at other nymphs!”

“That…”

Menuol was slightly embarrassed.

In Menuol’s memory of her, it was clear that the earthly nymph Arnoi and the escapee Ariol were locked in the ‘re-education’ room.

It was a ward surrounded by white, fluffy walls… No, the re-education room.

The nymphs who completed 720 hours of special programs there would lose their greed and their characteristic laziness and become cogs that supported the society of the gods.

But.

While Menuol was forgetting the confiscated candy, they had disappeared from nowhere.

That’s right.

It literally disappeared.

‘You mean you went through a wall? No, that can’t be possible!’

However, according to Caloris, the person in charge of the work area, Arnoy and Ariol were wandering around the work area and agitating the nymphs.

‘I must have escaped the re-education room through a method unknown to me.’

I have no idea what the method is.

I can’t believe something like this happened while I was eating candy and looking away from the surveillance crystal ball.

Menuol shouted a little nervously.

“Release the troops. Catch them!”

“You’re already doing that? But damn Ariol is next to me! “That guy, because he was in charge, he’s familiar with all areas, so he’s not going to get caught easily!”

Is it Ariol?

He was the former person in charge of the work area.

Although he had a lazy personality, he was a smart guy, so he was Menuol’s trusted successor.

Then, in the end, I ‘escaped’.

Ariol is a nymph who can be clever enough to escape to Ludens Island to avoid complete surveillance. If he was with him, it was clear that it would be difficult for him to catch Arnoy, the main culprit of this mess.

“Hey, Menuol. I guess you’ll have to explain. “You didn’t neglect surveillance, did you?”

At that time, Caloris asked coolly.

It was a sharp question like a dagger piercing the spine.

Menuol frowned and answered.

“Lazy? Who are you saying that to? I’m on the menu. “Don’t you know that I am the nymph who wrote the Pantheon’s manual?”

“Know. But what is that candy paper rolling around on the floor? Be honest. “Are you sure you were eating the confiscated candy when you took your eyes off the surveillance crystal sphere for a moment?”

“… !”

Caloris was the second leading nymph.

Maybe that’s why my senses are sharp.

“Menu all, no need to fool around. “I already knew that you were eating fruits and desserts stolen from the ground while pretending to watch others with beads in this control room.”

“… !”

“But since it didn’t cause any harm to others, I didn’t really care. But today it was severe. “I will report this to the gods.”

Caloris opened his narrow eyes.

Menuol could sense that Caloris was not missing this situation and was about to bite.

A second-class nymph hidden by herself.

For Caloris, it must have always been like an inferiority complex.

“If we do this well, the masters’ entertainment may come to an end. The gods’ fun came to a halt because of the mistakes of that strict and talented Menuol. By the way, isn’t it something you will live to see in the world for a long time?”

Caloris soon slammed his fist into the red button next to the crystal ball.

Weeeeeng, weeeeeng-.

Sirens range here and there in the Pantheon.

An emergency siren that sounds when the safety of the Pantheon is violated.

It was the activation of “Code: Zero, Armageddon,” An emergency that goes beyond “Code: Red.”

“Now the gods’ pastime will cease. Menu, you will be severely punished! And, I will catch Arnoi and Ariol, the main culprits of the riot, receive recognition, and someday become a lesser god.”

* * *

Weeeeeng-.

The siren began to sound.

Because I stepped on the square of death?

It was a sound that made people uneasy.

If I hadn’t had a mind as strong as steel, I would have been embarrassed by this situation.

In fact, the gods surrounding shrouded in darkness were each whispering as if they were embarrassed.

『Siren?』

『Code: Isn’t this the activation sound of Armageddon? Wasn’t it last activated over a thousand years ago?』

『Are you talking about the time when the Almighty King was still the ruler of this pantheon?』

『An incident that threatens the order of the Pantheon is happening right now outside this play room…!』

After listening to the story, it seemed like the siren wasn’t going off because I had arrived in the death compartment. It seems that the commotion among the nymphs that is happening outside is turning into a bigger problem than expected.

The warrior god glanced around.

Even the God of Adventure and the God of Chaos with their impressive bird heads looked at their surroundings.

It doesn’t look like it’s time to relax and play ‘games’.

But the game master said.

『It is the Khan of Death. It’s no different from a fearsome and merciless trap compartment. In this space, the rule is that one of the game pieces must lose its life unconditionally.』

Must one person be lost unconditionally?

It was time to think about what an irrational event it was.

『But the god of death, who is supposed to be in charge of the event, has been missing from his spot since a while ago. According to the rules, events for people who are not present are omitted. You’re lucky, player.』

I was a little relieved.

The reason the god of death was absent was probably to prevent him from forcibly sacrificing his party members when he was in his space.

『But I can’t just sit there like this. This game is meaningful only if at least eight people participate. From now on, I, the Game Master, will arbitrarily control her place of death until she returns.』

Is that how it goes?

I don’t think I will be able to step on the square of death from now on.

So.

What happens now?

13+2+14.

There are a total of 29 spaces I have stepped on.

There are 19 spaces remaining until the goal point.

Considering that all 16 squares from the goal point are ‘dice squares’ that are destruction scenarios, the only ones I could safely step on were the three squares 17, 18, and 19 from the goal point.

An adventure space with treasure chests drawn one after another.

The blacksmith’s room with a hammer and anvil drawn.

And is it a space of order with scales drawn?

It was time to think about how to control the dice.

The four-armed goddess of order said.

『The sound of the siren means that a major crisis has come to the order of this pantheon. I cannot condone this situation. Let’s quit the game.』

The Goddess of Order rose from her seat.

Beside him, the God of Chaos also stood up.

『I’m here too. Anyway, there aren’t any spaces left for me. And I think it’s fun because what’s happening in the Pantheon seems more confusing than here. Hehe.』

Soon the warrior will rise from his seat

『I’m going to stand up now too. I wonder what the nymphs are up to. Even if I don’t get to sit in this seat again.』

Suddenly, one by one, everyone started leaving their seats.

Paaat, paaat-.

The spotlights that were shining towards their seats also turned off one by one.