I Became a Leader in a Wretched Prison - Chapter 2

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Episode 2

Haira’s mouth fell wide open.

Green light burst forth before her eyes.

It was more brilliant than any ‘Kia’ light Haira had ever seen.

“Since I was threatened, this is… self-defense?”

And the broom was floating in mid-air.

The men who had been grabbing her hair were forcibly knocked to the ground with a thud.

“Oh Lord, since I’m beating up prisoners, please send my broom to Heaven.”

With the woman’s strange words, the broom began moving on its own and started beating the man.

“Your Honor, this is what my household broom did.”

“Gaaah, aaahhh!”

“Wh-what! Ahhh, ahh! S-save me!”

“Yeah yeah. Make sure to sue me later. You can file complaints through the prison cell guard, and I heard the path to Hell is just pressing numbers that are the same forwards and backwards.”

The bigger man among them couldn’t use Kia, so he was mercilessly beaten.

But the smaller one glowed with a faint golden light, sprang up, and rushed at the woman with his fist extended.

Light extending from the man like plant stems wrapped around the woman’s arm.

The small man felt pleased.

‘That bitch! Is she a long-range Kia user? Then if I just grab the user…!’

However, the woman calmly caught the man’s fist with one hand.

And kicked his ankle with a light tap. It really was just a light tap. But the result wasn’t light at all.

Crash!

The small man plummeted to the floor. Looking at the small man who fell head-first, the woman muttered piously.

“One more goes up, Lord.”

She was making the sign of Lumen, the Empire’s only god.

As if it had been waiting, the broom pounced on the small man like a hawk.

Thud thud, blood splattered. The cleaning woman casually wiped away the blood.

“Oh dear, the floor’s become a mess.”

At the same time, the woman swept back her hair.

“If you can’t clean up, you can’t go to Heaven, you bastards.”

Just by raising her eyebrows slightly, all traces of her previous pitifulness had vanished.

A woman with a completely different atmosphere just stood there with an annoyed expression.

The moment the woman turned her head slightly, Haira finally noticed that the other prisoners were exhaling and avoiding eye contact.

Someone came running from afar.

“Damn it, Mint!!”

It was a man wearing a completely different colored uniform from the guard beside her. He had various medals hanging from his chest.

The guard beside her stood at attention, puffed out his chest, and saluted crisply.

“I greet you, sir!”

“Yeah yeah, enough with the greetings. Hey, Mint!!”

The newly arrived guard passed right by Haira and reached the woman called Mint, who had been cleaning.

“Are you crazy? Causing another incident while being punished?!”

“Guard sir, I’ve been wronged.”

“Don’t be ridiculous!”

“My broom moved on its own.”

“It’s your broom! You think it’s not violence just because you didn’t use your hands?!”

“Wasn’t it?”

The woman called Mint grinned mischievously.

No matter how she smiled, her looks would stand out, but smiling like that made her look like a back-alley thug.

“I had no choice. Don’t you know about self-defense? My Amy and Angel were in danger.”

“Amy and Angel?”

Mint smiled foolishly and grabbed her hair with both hands, dividing it.

She waved her right hand.

“This one is ‘Amy’.”

The hair held in her right hand swayed like a puppy’s tail.

“This one is ‘Angel’.”

This time the hair held in her left hand swayed.

“They said it hurt.”

“Grr…!”

The face of the guard called superior turned red. It was natural. He thought Mint was mocking him.

“I’ve told you repeatedly, don’t lay hands on the newbies! Don’t use Kia either! If you touch them, they die. No matter how much this is a space for bastards without common sense, guards moving corpses can only happen so many times. Do you think we get paid to clean up corpses?!”

“Oh, wasn’t that it?”

“Right! No, what? You want to die?”

Instead of provoking her superior further, Mint obediently surrendered.

“I never laid a hand on them. My broom Kun—”

“Broom or hand, same thing!”

“Oh my, if I had laid hands on them, it would be straight to Hell. Isn’t that better than meeting you after sending them to Hell, guard sir?”

“…”

“Let’s live nicely. I’ve killed off a lot~ of my temper.”

The guard flinched for a moment, then grumbled.

“Nicely my ass. It was just three days ago you said you’d live according to common sense! You lack common sense, common sense!”

“Oh, please understand. Twelve years old. Coming in here at the youngest age, my brain went crazy.”

“Who told you to talk back?”

The guard called superior rubbed his face as if getting heated, then soon raised his head.

“Follow me. The warden is calling for you.”

“Yes sir.”

As the woman waved her hand as if she had lost interest, the green light disappeared and the broom also crashed to the floor.

When using it as a shield, she abandoned it without any regret, showing her departing back.

As Mint passed by, she cleverly stepped hard on the fallen man’s finger.

It was the hand that had grabbed Mint’s hair.

“Ugh, revenge for our Amy.”

Haira just swallowed hard as he watched the woman disappear.

A power used by about half the population of this world.

‘Kia’.

Various strong people existed, but he had never seen such brilliant light before.

“Um, guard sir. Who exactly is that woman…?”

Weak appearance and excellent combat ability. But her speech and behavior seemed unhinged.

She seemed like an innocent child whose behavioral patterns weren’t properly formed.

Yet the way she calmly broke someone’s finger felt like pure evil.

“Who is she? The apex and leader of this prison cell. And the only top-grade prisoner.”

A vicious bitch who crawled her way to the top with her own feet.

Though the guard spoke mockingly, unknowingly his expression seemed to acknowledge her greatness.

On one hand, there was even a glimpse of fear.

Haira watched Mint’s retreating figure for a long time.

Until she completely disappeared from view. For a long time.

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‘Hmm, I’m pleasantly screwed.’

That was my simple impression as I looked at the smoke-filled room.

“You said you’d live sensibly?”

I looked at the man sitting in front of me in a rigid at-ease position.

He was a middle-aged man with a shiny bald crown and curly hair remnants on both sides that looked like some kind of twisted fur.

The general administrator of this place, ‘Niflheim’. Warden ‘Ralph Gamon’, who was no different from an emperor within the prison.

“Is that sensibility a bloody mess?”

I pondered for a moment before answering.

“It’ll heal if you put some spit on it.”

“When you use your power, it causes permanent damage, doesn’t it?”

I quietly looked at the warden, whom I secretly called ‘bald eagle’, or ‘baldy’ for short.

I thought hard.

What did I do again?

“Even if the last joint of the pinky doesn’t move, it shouldn’t interfere with living, right?”

“Mint. If you get out acting like this, how exactly do you plan to live?”

Is that something to say to a lifer?

“For a prisoner who’ll never get out, just hearing about release is painful.”

“But you do want to get out?”

“Of course. If I get out, I’m thinking of meeting a rabbit-like husband and having wolf-like children.”

“…Isn’t that backwards?”

“The world is harsh, so children must be raised like wolves.”

“…And the husband?”

“Because I’ll protect them.”

The truth was, I had no intention of taking a husband or having children, yet I babbled on so well.

At least it was because the warden liked hearing my responses.

A whole 10 years had passed since I was imprisoned.

And I had become the boss of the prison cell.

They called it by some grand name like ‘top dog’ or whatever.

Forget that – I just climbed to the top of the Tower and became the leader of all prisoners.

Though I ended up this way somehow, it wasn’t easy work.

‘Yeah, it wasn’t easy.’

“It’s been exactly three days since you said you wanted to live sensibly, Mint.”

My name is Mint. My formal name is ‘Minte Limnades’.

But this is a name that’s no longer used.

To the Limnades Family, I’m probably a person who doesn’t exist.

At some point, people named me after my hair color and called me ‘Mint’.

I accepted it. It wasn’t bad.

“Pakha!”

Pakha. That was also my name.

“Why did you give up your position to that newbie? Because of you, I have to protect the new prisoners again.”

The warden threw his pen.

That old man was doing this because he found it bothersome.

“Are the prisoner bastards under you getting a bit too rowdy? Huh?”

“I’ll at least pretend to calm them down.”

“Don’t pretend – actually calm them down!”

What can I do when those brothers and sisters won’t listen to me?

I’m called the leader, but…

In reality, I just had the strongest fists and beat everyone down.

The people here weren’t the type to obediently listen just because you beat them down.

‘If they were that socially-minded, they wouldn’t have come to this prison.’

This prison has a hierarchy determined by thorough power dynamics.

The guards call it a ranking system, while the prisoners refer to it as the Tower fights – rankings determined through what they call dogfights.

This ranking has nothing to do with physique, gender, or age – only power.

It was determined by ‘Kia’.

It was decided on ‘Kia’.

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