Congratulations, You've Become an NPC

Arno's footsteps finally stopped in front of a building.

He raised his head and looked at the exterior of the building.

Apart from the main structure made of dark gray cement, there is no extra decoration from the appearance of the building.

The only thing that is eye-catching is the holes in these main bodies, which are shining like stardust.

Arnold knew that they were machine guns and other heavy weapons set up.

A rough calculation shows that there are about sixty cave entrances, and none of them are empty.

Heavy firepower of this scale is enough to cover an area around the building.

Even in the empire, it is rare to have so much firepower deployed in one building.

But considering the nature of this building, it's not too strange.

After all - this is a prison.

This prison held most of the most vicious criminals in the empire. Although it was located under the jurisdiction of the royal capital, it was built in the suburbs.

The advantage of being built in this kind of place is that if something unexpected happens, you can use heavy firepower to wash the ground without worrying about the surroundings.

In addition to the machine guns that Arno saw now, there were some more powerful weapons inside the prison.

"Who are you? No access is allowed here."

Seeing Arno standing there and looking at the building with a sneaky look, a soldier guarding the door immediately came up and yelled at him.

Arno glanced at him.

Even a soldier guarding the gate is armed with live ammunition.

Not only is he holding an automatic rifle in his hand, but he is also carrying an RPG on his back, which can be said to be full of martial virtue.

From a place like this, we can also see how dangerous this prison is.

"Hey, what about you? Go away quickly and don't wander around, okay?"

Seeing that Arno didn't respond, the soldier urged him twice more.

His expression was full of impatience, as if if Arno didn't leave, he would take action directly.

Until, he saw the sign in Arno's hand.

"I am the captain of the third squad of the Royal Guards. I have something important to meet with your warden now."

Arno held the sign belonging to the Royal Guards and said calmly.

Perhaps because he has played so many roles, Arnold's acting skills are more exquisite this time.

The arrogance and arrogance that belonged to the old aristocracy were quickly released.

"I'm sorry, I just didn't know what the villain was."

"Please wait a moment, I will inform the warden immediately."

As soon as he heard about the Royal Guards, the soldier's expression changed.

The original impatience was seamlessly replaced by the disgusting flattery unique to the little guy.

To the reformists, the Royal Guards are now nothing more than a joke.

But for soldiers, the lowest level of people who do not belong to any faction, the name of the Royal Guards is too intimidating.

"ASAP."

"My time is very valuable."

Arno put away the sign and said calmly.

——

Time passed slowly, and not long after, Arno appeared in the warden's office.

"Excuse me, what do the people from the Royal Guards do here?"

The warden is a standard reformist, so he is very disdainful of the Royal Guards.

Arno saw this.

Then, he took out another sign and threw it in front of the warden.

However, what he threw this time was not the Royal Guards brand.

"I am Arno Chris, who belongs to the Corrector Capital Department."

"I came here this time because I want to discuss something with the warden."

The warden picked up the sign and took a look at it. After confirming that it was not a forgery, his expression softened a little.

Arnuo looked at it and felt relieved.

It seems that Evie's matter has not yet been communicated to the top of the empire's reformists.

Regarding the warden, he is still an old friend of the reformists.

"If you have any questions, just tell me and I will definitely cooperate."

"It's really nice that the warden is so cheerful, so I won't talk nonsense."

Arno pulled the chair closer and stared directly at the warden with his dark eyes.

"The reason why I came here as a Royal Guard this time is because I want to do something."

"Oh? What's the matter?"

The warden narrowed his eyes.

"kill."

"Killing someone? Then you must have come to the wrong place."

"No, I didn't come to the wrong place."

Arnold put away the sign that represented the corrector's identity, took out the sign that symbolized the Royal Guards again, and placed it in front of the warden.

"I am now going to exercise my status as a Royal Guardsman, Article 362, Item 52, Paragraph 63 of the Imperial Law."

"Enforcing noble law and exchanging money for ownership of some prisoners."

This is one of the few laws that the old aristocratic forces still strive to retain despite the wave of reformists.

Its use authority is limited to the royal guards, nobles themselves and other traditional aristocratic forces.

"I see, is that why they are the Royal Guards?"

The warden first smiled, sat up, and then suddenly brought his face closer to Arno.

"Are you handling this matter as a corrector or as an individual?"

"Is there a difference?"

Arno smiled indifferently, took out a box from his arms and threw it to the warden.

"Here are 10,000 gold coins worth of exchange tickets in exchange for some of your death row prisoners."

"Huo~"

The warden opened the box and took a look, with a happier smile on his face than before.

"So, it's a deal."

He stretched out his hand to Arno and asked no more questions.

“A pleasure to work with.”

Arno took his hand.

“A pleasure to work with.”

In this way, the two people reached a deal in this small office.

As Arnold said, it doesn't matter whether he comes as a corrector or as an individual.

The warden could make a deal with him as long as he wasn't old-school.

Money can corrode any persistence, without exception.

…

At noon,

The sun is scorching,

Arno wiped the sweat from his forehead and narrowed his eyes.

Not far in front of him, stood dozens of criminals.

Most of them are truly evil people.

Murder, arson, robbery, massacre...

There is nothing in this world that they dare not do or cannot do.

At this time, these most evil guys were looking at Arno with fear on their faces.

They wanted to leave and kept struggling, but the ropes on their bodies tied them tightly like steel wires.

"It's time to start."

Next to Arno, the prison executioner whispered in his ear.

The weather is getting hotter,

Soon after the high temperature disappears, it will be night.

By then, another day has passed.

"Yes, it's time to take action."

Arno nodded and raised the burst-fire assault rifle kindly sponsored by the prison towards the group.

Then, the trigger was pulled.

One after another, the deafening sound of gunfire and the smell of gunpowder smoke continued.

And the cold mechanical sound in Arno's ears did not stop.

[Ding, the robber has been killed, Jean Lane, and experience points have been gained...]

[Ding, the murderer, Jacques Modi, has been killed, and experience points have been gained...]

[Ding, the scammer, Clay Ya, has been killed, and experience points have been gained...]

Because of Arno's behavior, he can no longer be a magician for the time being.

Each college has begun emergency internal inspections, and the time for job transfer has been delayed for a long time.

However, the task will come soon,

Arno had to choose this method for upgrading, which he had thought about before but quickly gave up on.

"terribly sorry."

"For me, please die."