Back To Satan
'My whole body is aching....'
I patted my back.
Getting out of the pond wasn't difficult, but climbing up the cliff in reverse was difficult.
The ceiling rotated again when I raised my hand.
After getting on the ground like that.
An exchange of clothes and positions was developed with the prisoner grunting towards the guard.
The moment I join the group.
-You're making a mess again?!
An angry voice resounds.
The guard was scolding the naked prisoner again.
It was none of my business.
'Luckily I wasn't too late.'
I naturally blended in among the cadets and looked around.
Morgan, where the class practice was already over, was cleaner than I expected.
This was possible because the guards were immediately disposing of the body.
Thanks to this, it seemed like there was less surveillance in the underground passage than expected.
There was a cadet who noticed my absence.