I Became a Leader in a Wretched Prison - Chapter 125

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Chapter 125

 

I lost my words for just a moment. Of course, it wouldn’t have shown.

 

My silence was truly just an instant.

 

Yet it seemed like enough time for Helios. His expression twisted sharply.

 

“Is he your lover?”

 

Bang!

 

Helios’s words and my disc striking the back of my dear disciple’s neck happened almost simultaneously.

 

“Ugh, what are you doing!”

 

Rather than being surprised by the sudden ambush, Helios quickly dodged instead of taking the hit.

 

Not stopping there, the spear summoned in his hand deflected the disc’s follow-up attack.

 

Now he’s truly an upper/2nd grade prisoner. I whistled lightly.

 

“Apologize.”

 

However, unlike the light whistle, my expression remained serious.

 

“What…?”

 

“How dare you associate Master with such a bastard. You clearly haven’t been beaten until dust flies on a rainy day.”

 

“What are you talking about. Just the beatings during training when I first started climbing the Tower… No, more than that. He’s not my lover.”

 

Crash!

 

“So he’s not.”

 

Lightning struck where Helios had been standing. He wore an understanding expression.

 

Somehow his expression had brightened a little.

 

“The word bastard though…”

 

“Apologize.”

 

Helios was soon pressed down by my telekinesis-powered Kia, grinding his teeth as he reluctantly apologized.

 

I leisurely got up from my seat due to the approaching guard’s warning.

 

“So then, who is he?”

 

Helios seemed to notice that I didn’t even want to contain his name.

 

I let Helios’s question go in one ear and out the other while checking his movements from earlier.

 

‘At that level, even entering the 91st Floor…’

 

It was truly remarkable growth. Growth that no one who knew how long Helios had spent in this prison cell would believe.

 

From the 91st Floor onward, there’s only one Floor Master per floor.

 

Even recalling all the masters from the 99th Floor when I was there, none had blocked my attacks this quickly.

 

Of course, since each prisoner has different characteristics, combat compatibility, daily condition, and environment would determine victory or defeat.

 

“Everyone standby!”

 

We entered the 90th Floor. Soon the voice of the supervising guard would be heard from the ceiling.

 

The trial was about to begin.

 

Having made it through the 89th Floor well, this floor should also pass smoothly.

 

That’s what I thought, but.

 

“So who is he?”

 

“The human I hate the most?”

 

“…More than anyone else?”

 

“The absolute worst.”

 

It was strange. Even though some time had passed, no voice came from the ceiling.

 

What’s going on? Did some problem occur?

 

Since the Tower was a massive Kia mass, it wasn’t unheard of for trials to be somewhat delayed due to internal issues.

 

However, now I felt a different kind of strangeness. A very subtle difference in Kia density.

 

It was a minute change that only someone like me would notice.

 

I was just about to turn my head to see if any guards remained nearby.

 

“Then is it someone related to Master becoming a guard while being a prisoner… and to you disguising yourself as a man?”

 

What kind of day is today?

 

Seeing Helios throw not just one bomb, but two, three times.

 

I stopped trying to find the cause of the strangeness and turned toward Helios.

 

“Master is working hard to find out why the trial isn’t starting, but you were having irrelevant thoughts?”

 

“It’s not irrelevant. I’ve been thinking about it all along.”

 

It wasn’t as surprising as the previous bombs.

 

Because I had an idea of how he came to know the truth.

 

‘Did he recall memories from that space Hades created with Mental Realm Kia?’

 

If he recalled memories from that place, it would be irrefutable evidence.

 

People getting to know each other is truly inconvenient.

 

Helios had figured me out, and I had figured him out long before he figured me out.

 

“…I understand you yet don’t understand you at the same time.”

 

“…”

 

“Why did you train me so earnestly all the way up to this 90th Floor? I don’t simply think it was really just favor.”

 

Does Helios know that while he’s speaking, this space has become pitch black and only we two have any presence here?

 

‘Are we trapped? Or is it a Tower malfunction? Maintenance?’

 

He probably knows but doesn’t care.

 

He’s looking at me with burning eyes as if only the answer to his question matters.

 

I found that blindness endearing. Though it wouldn’t be the soft kind of endearment that people feel.

 

Because I wouldn’t easily think of wanting to confine those eyes somewhere so only I could see them.

 

“This floor is acting strange right now.”

 

“Even if the trial starts right now, I want to hear an answer. Is that difficult, Master?”

 

“What a cunning disciple. Do you think I’ll grant everything if you’re so polite?”

 

“…”

 

“How did you know I would grant it?”

 

I smiled slightly.

 

“Hades is the abandoned 2nd Prince of this Empire, and the Guard Captain within this Niflheim.”

 

“…Royalty?”

 

“To put it more simply, he’s roughly the second-in-command among the guards, next to the Warden?”

 

The guards divided into two factions. I briefly added that he’s the leader of one side.

 

Our explanations were always accompanied by action, but unlike other times, only our voices echoed in this place where there was no one to listen.

 

“This is the first time I’m hearing about a 2nd Prince…”

 

Of course it would be. That Guy would have already lost in the Imperial Succession as a child and been thrown into This Place.

 

It was exile.

 

And yet that bastard Hades tenaciously survived in the Death Ground where he was sent to die and even built his own forces.

 

“And he’ll be my bitter enemy until the day I die, that bastard.”

 

“Just what exactly is Master’s identity?”

 

Guard or Prisoner. That’s probably what he wants to ask.

 

Even if I knew, it probably wouldn’t be the answer he wants.

 

Just as I was about to open my mouth, I had to turn my head.

 

‘The start of a Trial?’

 

No, the approaching gray Kia was definitely not the start of a Trial.

 

Something like a massive cloud.

 

I recognized it. That was the Tower’s Kia, yet not the Tower’s Kia.

 

“Helios, duck your head!”

 

Both of us easily avoided the cloud, but as if anticipating this, the cloud spread wide and stubbornly enveloped the area where Helios and I were.

 

My feet sink as if in a swamp.

 

“What the hell is this…?”

 

“Huh?”

 

“Master.”

 

“A space created with Mental Realm Kia will unfold. You’ve experienced it once, so you know, right?”

 

It was a familiar sensation to me.

 

But this isn’t that bastard Hades’s Kia.

 

Why the hell is the Tower’s Kia creating this kind of space? And the Kia faintly permeating Here is…

 

It was the Kia of someone familiar to me.

 

“Listen carefully, there’s no guarantee that you and I will definitely be together in the space inside.”

 

“…If we get separated, is there a code of conduct?”

 

“It’ll usually be a space that stimulates a person’s trauma. All the answers are within that space. If you’re not the ‘Protagonist,’ follow the Protagonist. Just destroy whatever that Protagonist hates most.”

 

There’s one thing to keep in mind.

 

“It’s on a completely different level from the Mental Realm spaces we saw in the mere 30th Floor Range. It’s a much more advanced space. Never let your guard down.”

 

Helios tried to respond to something. It might have been a question.

 

But it couldn’t continue any further as my vision went pitch black.

 

The last thing I saw was Helios’s figure completely swallowed by the Gray Cloud as if sinking into a swamp.

 

‘Why am I not sinking?’

 

I narrow my eyes.

 

The 90th Floor’s Trial can’t be this kind of Trial. It was already twisted from the moment I could only sense mine and Helios’s presence.

 

Who, and for what reason?

 

“Oh, my goodness. Child. Don’t you know who’s Boss yet?”

 

Hades kept his promise. Though I’m not sure if you could really call it keeping it.

 

Even if he was being sarcastic. He did nothing under the condition that I would visit him occasionally.

 

Instead, he couldn’t hold back and would speak mockingly.

 

As if he wanted to pretend he cared, in his own way.

 

I slowly raised my eyes.

 

I still hadn’t fallen into the Mental Kia Space, and the cloud-like Kia only oppressed me.

 

Someone smoothly appeared before me.

 

It was the figure of a woman.

 

“Oh my, what a handsome prisoner. Or was it a guard?”

 

A voice all too familiar to me. And familiar burn marks on her face.

 

“You look kind?”

 

Pink hair swayed gently.

 

I could see who the Boss was that Hades had spoken of mockingly, and mentioned earlier.

 

“Nice to meet you.”

 

The one who had insanely raised this Tower’s difficulty, causing countless disasters.

 

I could tell who the Boss was that supposedly massacred the prisoners one by one.

 

It was ‘Ramona,’ who had been my roommate.

 

“Though you’ll die soon.”

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