Chapter 396: Lanqi has to bring two packs of cigarettes when he comes
After being watched by the leader Hyperion, the three guards of the Demon King's army quickly returned to their cold standby state.
But the meaning was also very clear. As long as Hyperion gave the order, they would kill the warden in the most efficient way.
Hyperion turned her eyes away from the three people with a cold sweat.
These three people are all the type who are good at reorganizing the workplace. Regardless of how they have been transformed by Lanqi, the faith of the Tyrant branch is that ability is supreme, the weak obey the strong, and there is no such thing as seniority.
Although Hyperion felt some demon blood rising in her face at the words of the Corendan warden, she had long been accustomed to suppressing the tyrannical desire to torture the enemy to pieces.
Taking action here will only make things worse.
It doesn't mean that if she wants to be a human, she has to completely erase the desires and instincts of the demons and become desireless, but she has to overcome desires and even transcend desires to become a person who can fully control them.
"What's your attitude?"
The Corendan warden raised his head again and looked at the people in the office meaningfully.
Having dealt with criminals so many times, he is very good at sensing the hostility in villains.
If he was not mistaken, these students were actually considering subduing him through force.
He is a sixth-rank prison warden. With the support of the prison barrier, there is no way he can lose if he really fights with these self-righteous students.
And as long as these young people dare to take action, he promises to give these students the most cruel treatment, so that they will remember for the rest of their lives where and who to respect.
"It seems that you don't understand how to work here. If that's the case, then you shouldn't be given easy tasks. No need to dawdle any more. Go do your work and don't let me see this attitude again."
The Corendan warden's voice became much more severe.
After saying that, the warden lowered his head and returned to his work. It seemed that no matter what these students said today, he was not going to pay any attention to them.
With these words, he had made his intentions clear. Today, he was going to show no mercy and make things difficult for them to the end.
This is what power is, and he is the capital that can control the trainee prison guards.
There will be plenty of ways to make these inexperienced young people admit their mistakes later.
“…”
When Hyperion heard this, not only did the pressure from the warden in front of her make her feel that things were bad, but the chill was still spreading behind her, and the three Tyrant Priests seemed to be even angrier.
But Hyperion did not give up.
She understood that in this situation, any extreme behavior would not bring good results.
During the prison guard internship, if a prison guard uses violence for the first time, he will only be warned and not punished.
In other words, it was also understood by the Tyrant Priests that everyone has one chance to solve the problem with force.
Although Hyperion also wanted to give a yellow card directly to teach the warden a lesson, but considering that he would be sent off with a red card if he did it a second time, it would be better to keep this precious opportunity since he had just entered the prison.
"Mr. Corendan Warden, Warden Bacchus is currently in talks with our principal, Mr. Rocky McCarthy, at the Protoss Royal School of Magic. We are all students personally trained by Principal Rocky McCarthy. We are absolutely trustworthy and can handle the most difficult tasks. How about you take care of us for the sake of Principal Rocky McCarthy?"
Hyperion introduced with a smile, speaking respectfully about her ideas.
"…What's the point of you continuing to talk nonsense here?"
There was an imperceptible sense of distance in the eyes of the Corendam warden.
These words did not soften the warden's attitude. The more sincere Hyperion was, the more ridiculous he found her.
"You know what? When I come here, even Rocky McCarthy has to bring me two packs of cigarettes."
The Corendan warden sneered, feeling that Hyperion's words were still questioning his authority. "Besides, you are just his student, not his wife. You really think you are an important person, don't you?"
These young people still don't understand one thing.
In the basement level of Helrom Prison, a place where people just eat and wait to die, seniority is far more important than ability.
Those who are capable have gone to the lower levels.
Unless you can become a prison officer or even a warden, you will not look down on this negative level.
First of all, respect for him is more important than anything else. Don’t even think about making empty promises or bringing up some big leaders to scare him.
"I am not your teacher, and I have no obligation to teach you the ways of the world. But if you can't understand it, then it will be meaningless no matter how outstanding you are in the Protoss Royal School of Magic."
The Corendam warden continued his sarcasm, speaking slowly and heavily, with each word emphasizing the ignorance and frivolity of these young people, like a sharp knife, cutting the self-confidence of the trainee prison guards.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
“…”
Hyperion's face was obviously a little embarrassed and flustered. Under the sarcasm of the Corendan warden, she tried hard to suppress her irritation.
It wasn't just the immediate pressure, the three Tyrannical Priests standing behind Hyperion were finding it hard to suppress their coldness.
The aura of the Resurrection Church made the atmosphere in the entire office even more tense, as if it was about to explode at any time.
However, the warden was not afraid of this atmosphere, but seemed even more determined. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and there was no warmth in his eyes, but full of provocation and contempt.
It's like asking a few of them - just try it yourself.
When Hyperion was on pins and needles and needed to make a decision, she suddenly found that the black-haired, green-eyed poet of love beside her moved.
It seems that the Corendan warden triggered the keyword just now.
After the warden of Columbidae called out Rocky McCarthy's name, the poet of great love beside Hyperion was like a student who had been distracted for a long time in class. When his name was called by the teacher, he slowly came back to his senses and began to focus on the person who called his name.
Soon, the poet of great love blinked, looked around in confusion, and woke up as if from a dream.
Her expression is innocent, and she should not lose her naturalness and curiosity about the world, which is extremely disconnected from the tense atmosphere around her.
She looked at the warden of Columbidae, as if wondering if he had just mentioned the ways of the world.
The poet of great love looked towards Hyperion.
Seeing Hyperion's distressed expression.
Suddenly, the poet's eyes brightened and he roughly understood the rules of this level.
Then, she looked at Hyperion eagerly. Even though she couldn't see the poet's mouth because of the mask, she could still feel the smile in her eyes. She was telling Hyperion - just give him the favor! Hyperion, don't worry!
(End of this chapter)