The death row inmates roared in unison, “What are you saying!?”

Asho stood with his hands on his hips and said firmly, “To be honest, I am actually a good person. I would love to feed you bunch of scum to the fish and prevent you from causing trouble in society. You should stay here and undergo ideological transformation, hoping to die as soon as possible. Goodbye to all of you!”

“You are the leader of a heresy!”

“I am not, I didn’t do anything wrong.”

“Who would believe you!”

“You don’t believe in me, an honest person like me. I remember you, and I will vote against you during the Blood Moon trial.”

“Wait, demon.” A handsome and tall death row inmate blocked his way. “Although I don’t know your escape plan, I can help you divert the attention of the hunting hall as bait, increasing your chances of escape. Even if you don’t believe me, the hunting hall will definitely value me, ‘Nightjar’ Juel, more than you. I can definitely reduce the pressure on you.”

“Ah, Juel, I remember you.” Asho smiled. “When Igura wanted to find teammates, you were the first one he recommended. He thought you were powerful, intelligent, skilled in healing and escape, and familiar with the black strongholds of Camon City. You were the perfect ally.”

Juel smiled. “I am grateful for your favor…”

“So he strongly requested that I leave you here to die.” Asho sneered. “When we came to invite you to join us, you refused and ignored us. Now that the plan is successful, it’s your turn to regret!”

“Igura is much more petty than me. You offended him, and I think he used the ‘Catalog of Sinners’ to make you clean the urinal. Hey, who has diabetes? Maybe you can help adjust the taste for him?”

Asho pushed aside the displeased Juel, but he was stopped by the prison guards after taking only a few steps.

“Asho Heath.” Nagu said coldly. “I know that reasoning is useless for stubborn and wicked criminals like you, so I’m not interested in reasoning with you. I just hope that you either kill me or remove my restraints! I can’t bear this humiliation!”

Asho blinked. “This humiliation? The treatment you are receiving now is just the daily treatment for death row inmates. Everyone has gone through this.”

“But we are not death row inmates! We shouldn’t endure such restraints!” Nagu scanned the other death row inmates. “And you all—”

“They deserve it, I know.” Asho said lightly. “Just treat it as a rare professional experience for you. It will also be beneficial for your future work. After all, how can someone who has never been a prisoner become a prison warden?”

“And these so-called restraints are just prohibiting you from attacking, insulting, and urinating anywhere you want. These are the regulations you should follow. Why do you resist so much?”

“And as for not being able to urinate when someone is watching you, it’s because your nerves are too sensitive. It’s not my problem…”

Nagu was speechless for a moment. Asho pushed Nagu aside and whispered in his ear:

“Don’t think that insignificant good deeds are not worth doing, and don’t think that insignificant evil deeds can be done casually… I’m not asking you to sympathize with these scum, I just hope you don’t become scum.”

“Of course, you can also think of it as me getting back at you prison guards.” He patted Nagu’s shoulder. “Next time you bring death row inmates to the Blood Moon trial, it’s better to be gentle. Just send them to their deaths as part of your routine duty, don’t treat the prisoners as toys.”

“When you stop treating people as humans, you are not far from them.”

With that, Asho pushed the door and left. Nagu stood still, feeling a mix of emotions.

…

…

In the central hall, the five villains gathered.

The necromancer Harvey said, “Now, besides the five of us, everyone else in the prison is restricted in their movements. They have the same level of restraints as the death row inmates. No one can interfere with our plan.”

The trickster Igura said, “I learned from the hunter that the transport ship must return to Camon Lake Port before 7 o’clock at the latest, otherwise the port will inquire about the situation—because the port staff must leave work at 7:30 sharp.”

The gourmet Ronald said, “The transport ship has been cleaned.”

The woodpecker Goldbeak Ronald raised his thumb and showed a toothy smile that could shine. “I have learned how to control the transport ship! The five of us meet the minimum number of operators required for the transport ship!”

“In other words, we can leave at any time now.” Asho looked around. “The only problem is, if Harvey wants to kill Fenanche, he must delay his death until after 6 o’clock in the evening. Whether it’s poison or bloodletting, we need enough time to escape.””Or… we could execute that crazy, whimsical contingency plan.”

Harvey tore open a sky-blue square package with his teeth, curling out a milky white candy with his tongue and popping it into his mouth. Asho took a closer look. Wasn’t this the Snow White brand moon candy that had been advertised on Camon’s first channel? This moon candy was touted as whiter than snow and sweeter than a princess. What was even more outrageous was that in the advertisement, the model playing the princess, after eating a piece of candy, was so delighted that she did a split on the spot.

Asho couldn’t help but be intrigued – after all, he couldn’t do a split.

But who knew Harvey had such a hobby?

Harvey slowly crushed the candy with his tongue, a hint of vitality slowly emerging in his silent pupils: “I choose the contingency plan.”

“Me too.” The second to agree was surprisingly Igura, his fervent gaze at this moment was like a lecherous man seeing a beautiful woman: “I can’t miss such a good performance opportunity.”

“I object.” Ronald took out a nail file to trim his nails, speaking indifferently: “Leaving calmly is the safest.”

“I stand with Ronald.” Ronald smiled: “Whether out of emotion or interest, the contingency plan is too risky.”

2v2, the crucial vote was in Asho’s hands.

“Of course, I prefer the original plan with higher safety.” As soon as Asho said this, Harvey and Igura’s faces turned ugly, while Ronald and Ronald smiled.

“But…”

Asho spread his hands: “This is my first time being arrested, my first time becoming a death row inmate, my first time being locked up in jail, my first time participating in the Blood Moon Trial… and now my first jailbreak.”

“With so many first times already, one more won’t hurt.”

“Let’s use our first-ever Blood Moon Trial to say hello to this sick nation.”