I Became a Leader in a Wretched Prison - Chapter 106
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Chapter 106
While Helios was stunned, I gently opened my mouth.
“I’d like to say that like a lie too, you know.”
Looking at the surprised Helios, I wrinkled my nose bridge.
“That won’t work.”
Would the continent’s worst prison be this sloppy?
Rather, if anything, they would have made it thoroughly without a single hole, befitting its reputation.
And the ‘special examination’ is a process that naturally makes you wonder why prisoners wouldn’t run away the moment they hear about it.
So it’s managed even more strictly.
“The accompanying guard has the duty to record and store footage of the rift elimination.”
The guard’s role is important.
First, they must take the prisoner to the assigned area, and during this time, unless it’s truly unavoidable.
The prisoner must not encounter any ‘civilians’ whatsoever.
Since this is quite difficult, usually senior guards accompany special examinations. They needed to detect presences over a wide range and find appropriate routes.
And upon arriving at the assigned location, they create an environment where the prisoner can focus solely on the special examination.
They must record the prisoner eliminating rifts with the Kia device they brought.
‘Come to think of it, it’s such a difficult journey that you can’t tell who the prisoner is.’
No wonder the guards hate it. Whether long ago when I was the boss, or now living as ‘Garret’.
I recalled what the guards commonly grumbled about.
Recording the prisoner eliminating rifts is one of the most important duties.
This footage cannot be faked.
It means evidence cannot be fabricated.
Most importantly, I think this special examination is both a loophole to skip floors and…
Also a method to dramatically advance Helios’s abilities.
‘Got to get the limousine’s worth.’
I gave you a bus ride, so now pay the proper price. Something like that.
While in the tower until now, even if the worst result was death, the real consolation was that you wouldn’t actually die.
Now it’s different. It’s a trial with difficulty where one wrong move costs your life.
Ah, of course. As long as I’m here, my disciple won’t die. But I can’t deny that the difficulty has changed tremendously.
“Oh my.”
Thinking this, I turned my head. The leisurely mood was brief as I bolted upright in the cargo cart.
“Master?”
An ominous aura was felt from outside the cart.
The cargo cart was currently running toward the destination after leaving the prison.
Sergeant Steven was supposed to join us when we reached a certain distance.
Prisoners can only be freed from the ropes binding their entire body when they reach the designated distance.
Following this rule, Helios looked at me while still tightly bound.
Looking at him unable to move, a strange satisfaction was rising…
This isn’t the time to be thinking about such things.
‘A battle?’
Outside was noisy. But I chose to stay inside rather than rashly going outside.
“Master, if I’m not mistaken, this feels like killing intent.”
“How clever. That’s correct.”
“…Isn’t this not the time to answer so leisurely? Untie this right now.”
“No.”
That rope also has Kia on it. Untying the rope anywhere other than the designated area wouldn’t be allowed. I could be disqualified if I’m not careful.
It means I could be disqualified even after going through hell to eliminate the rift.
Of course, I have the Warden as backing, but the variable is Hades.
That Guy doesn’t like ‘Garret’. I can’t put aside the possibility of him causing trouble.
‘A reason for fighting to break out. And an attack filled with killing intent at that…’
What else could it be but an attempt to kill.
The place we were heading to was the Southern Forest of the Empire. To eliminate the rift that appeared there.
It’s a rift that’s been there for at least 5 years, so if it bursts, it would cause great damage.
If I just eliminate it, I could aim for the 70th Floor as an achievement. Moreover, the Southern Forest is a place with relatively fewer other dangers.
I could feel that the Warden had arranged this with care.
‘Tsk, is this what they call fate.’
Some people had times when they rolled around like hell. But the Male Lead, being the Male Lead, gets assigned to such a nice place.
This is why they say life is like walking a tightrope.
You have to choose the right ‘umbilical cord’ from birth.
“Helios, you should be grateful.”
“…Suddenly? For what?”
In my time, you see. There were no peaceful trips like this.
‘Usually the guards would torment us the entire way.’
“What are you talking about. More importantly, untie this. I need to go out right now…”
“There’s no need for that.”
Outside became quiet.
Then.
Clatter!
The entire cargo cart swayed greatly. While it wasn’t difficult for me to maintain balance.
Helios, with his hands and feet tied, was in a different situation. I quickly caught him as he was falling and grabbed one wall to support us.
Soon after, the cloth at the cargo cart entrance swayed back and forth, and someone suddenly appeared.
“Well hello there. Hello. Junior~”
A somewhat deflated, sly voice. The owner of the familiar voice was my senior and the guard assigned by the Warden, Sergeant Steven.
Sergeant Steven, who always entered with his eyes full of slyness and a good-natured smile, hesitated.
“Huh…”
His head turned to look at me once, then at Helios once more.
The position of me and Helios must have looked strange to him.
I was straddling over Helios with my hand pressed against the wall, supposedly to catch him from falling.
Sergeant Steven clapped his hands. As if he hadn’t known.
“Did I interrupt a good time?”
“Wh-what…!”
Before Helios could finish his flustered words, I grinned wickedly. I responded nonchalantly.
“That’s right, senior. You should have come in a little later.”
“Aha. Should I leave now?”
“That would be great. Just give us about 30 minutes.”
“What are you talking about!”
Only after Helios, unable to bear it any longer, pushed my shoulder away did the situation calm down.
“Oh dear, our prisoner who doesn’t understand the beauty of jokes is so pitiful…!”
“I feel sorry for him too.”
“What is all this nonsense.”
Helios gritted his teeth and glared at me.
“Right, right. The junior here knows the true taste of jokes. Uhahaha.”
Helios looked back and forth between me and Sergeant Steven with an expression that seemed to say ‘Now there are two crazy guys?’
I shrugged my shoulders.
“Helios, this is my senior, Sergeant Steven. You’ve probably seen his face before?”
“Hahahaha. Looks like he remembers. A handsome face isn’t easily forgotten. Right.”
He said this while casually putting his arm around my shoulder.
Come to think of it, even when he found out I was the former boss ‘Mint’, this guy didn’t change at all.
‘In a way, he’s quite something.’
As expected of someone close to the Warden, the more I look at his smile, the more he looks like a raccoon. About 50 years aged?
Hmm. Wait. When I first came in as a guard, Sergeant Steven personally said there’s always a guard who shows inferiority complex toward handsome prisoners.
‘Talking about being handsome in front of the truly handsome Helios is also a kind of…’
“Get away.”
I turned my head at Helios’s murderous voice that seemed to be suppressing something.
Sergeant Steven looked puzzled.
But I understood roughly.
Sergeant Steven was quite close while joking around. I naturally freed myself from the sergeant’s arm.
“Sergeant, what’s the situation outside?”
The sergeant informed us of the situation with a quite serious expression, as if he had no intention of joking around at this moment.
“As you probably heard and felt from inside, it’s an attack.”
Attacking prisoners participating in the special examination.
Why would they?
It was an impossible situation.
“What about the opponents? Has their identity been identified?”
“No. Unknown identity. They were wearing black clothing. With their scent and presence erased.”
“That sounds exactly like… assassins.”
“Right?”
Since Sergeant Steven was no ordinary skilled person either, it seemed all the assassins had been dealt with by his hands.
Then why would assassins have bothered to come all the way to this remote prison?
Questions remain.
I looked at Helios.
At the same time, I recall the setting I had temporarily pushed to a corner of my mind while treating him as my disciple.
The Duke’s son. The next heir.
‘What if I assume the Duke sent him here to kill his own son?’
Someone who knows about this prison sending him here can only mean they wanted him to suffer considerably.
But what if they found out that the son they sent here neither suffered nor died?
No matter how powerful a Duke is, this is a space beyond his reach.
But then, by coincidence, he came outside for a ‘special examination’?
…That’s an essay I wrote. It’s a story that fits the personalities of the original characters for a novel.
But there’s insufficient evidence for it to be real.
Sergeant Steven shrugged his shoulders.
“I’ve been in contact with the higher-ups. No interference with the special examination. Proceed as planned. However, one thing has changed.”
Sergeant Steven’s finger pointed in one direction.
“The destination.”
It was north.
“We’re going north.”
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