I Became a Leader in a Wretched Prison - Chapter 144
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Chapter 144
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“Say that again.”
From the moment Ramona became able to use Tower’s Kia, she knew there was nothing she couldn’t do.
This was what strength meant.
Especially in this world of survival of the fittest, it was everything.
Everyone bowed their heads to her.
Even Deril, who had shared joys and sorrows with her for a long time and was practically her rival, her bad friend, had been forced to bow her head.
“…Spare Doris and the other colleagues. Then I’ll give you my eye as you wish.”
The process of taking out one eye from her longtime colleague had been truly enjoyable.
Yet even with this power, she couldn’t defeat Mint. Mint, who enjoyed the game.
What a truly remarkable Boss she had been.
Mint.
That remarkable Boss whom the prisoners longed for.
She didn’t act haughty, but her always detached expression was both irritating and appealing.
Of course, what she liked most was that tremendous power that overflowed with things to research.
“Haha, I said I won’t help you anymore. My Lord.”
‘My Lord’. It was the title Ramona had made her subordinate prisoners use after she rose to Boss.
Mint had either detested or ignored all titles used to address her.
Ramona was different from her.
If you held power, shouldn’t you naturally wield it? When these pathetic weaklings laugh and cry at a single gesture from me.
How thrilling this was.
“I must have my ears blocked.”
“They’re working just fine. Oh, my tongue is fine too. That means I spoke properly.”
The Monocle Man before her was the head of the ‘Tower Committee’, the Family with the greatest influence in this prison.
They were also the ones who had helped with all sorts of conspiracies, cruel schemes, and even torture since Ramona’s rise to Boss.
Since they could let their true nature run wild, which had been forcibly suppressed under Mint, it hadn’t been a bad choice for them either.
But now it was different.
“Don’t you know? The real master has returned. We have no intention of moving according to orders anymore.”
“…”
Ramona raised her eyebrows.
“Ah, there’s no point in killing me. You know my Kia Ability, don’t you?”
“Shut up, you zombie bastard.”
“Yes. I’m glad you understand. If possible, I’d prefer if you called it ‘Immortality’, meaning a body that doesn’t die easily.”
“…”
“We’ve done everything we could possibly do for you, My Lord.”
The head of the Tower Committee, upon hearing the recent news of Mint’s return, quickly straightened up his behavior.
No matter how hard he was to kill, he still feared Mint.
Yes, monsters beyond standard specifications were always frightening.
“Now, it’s your turn to prove yourself.”
“….”
Hissss. The man with the monocle watched as his ankle burned away from the poison.
‘Who would have thought that strange guard was our monster-like Boss.’
For some reason, Mint had given up on going to the 100th Floor again.
However, the prisoner she had supposedly cherished and raised had secured a spot in the final four.
‘Has she taken a liking to puppet shows?’
Since it was unclear which side would win, this lord’s tyranny was still tolerable for now.
What was needed was a tug-of-war.
“If you win, punish us, punish me. Wouldn’t that be enough?”
The man with the monocle bowed his head and limped away on his burned ankle.
Left alone, Ramona sat in the 100th Floor chair and ground her teeth.
She absolutely had to kill him.
Otherwise….
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The day of the Arena battle had dawned.
Helios, who appeared to others to have easily reached this position.
He had long since become the most sensational phenomenon among the prisoners.
Would this new wind truly reach the 100th Floor? Would that prisoner Helios become their new leader?
Anywhere and everywhere, ‘change’ always aroused wariness among established powers.
“Could the Boss really change?”
“Well…. The current lord is pretty incredible too, isn’t she?”
“Actually, the Newcomer is pretty amazing for a newcomer, but.”
“I wouldn’t mind a change….”
“Hey. Shh. Watch what you say for now.”
However, those on Deril’s side welcomed Helios’s achievements.
The only ones who viewed it unfavorably were the minority, namely Ramona’s Followers.
Because Mint and Clark, who had become Boss after Mint, had acted moderately.
Most prisoners had begun to long for those times.
The Tower alone was already a troublesome place.
Rolling and getting stabbed in endless daily trials, eventually dying. Coming back to life and climbing the Tower again.
Being enslaved to the Tower was already bad enough, but becoming another prisoner’s plaything and even dying was terror for the lower-grade prisoners.
In any case, this prison was unusually excited in a way unbefitting of a prison.
They had opened the upper floors of the Tower for the Arena battle. They also used the Tower’s ‘characteristic of being able to become any place’ to create a massive circular stadium.
“Tsk, if only we had some food, that would be nice.”
“Did you come to have fun?”
“Ah. Damn. Where else would I be if not climbing the Tower today.”
And the spectator seats packed full of prisoners. This reminded one of festivals from the outside.
They were excited.
‘The Warden put in effort.’
Mint was also feeling this atmosphere that was unusually buoyant.
‘Does he firmly believe that Helios will win?’
Or… even if he loses, does he have another method?
Is this massive spectator seating a deception for the backup plan in case of failure?
He was the king of this prison who had controlled this enormous prison for decades. A cunning old man not to be underestimated.
Mint put aside her thoughts about the Warden and turned her head.
“You don’t look nervous.”
“…I am nervous though.”
Having seen Helios’s truly nervous face before, she could tell right away.
“Really, I am nervous.”
Helios approached and grasped Mint’s fingertips.
Indeed, his fingertips were trembling.
“It doesn’t seem like you’re nervous about the match though? What are you nervous about?”
The Warden had even created a player waiting room. It was absurd.
Perhaps at this very moment, the prisoners participating in today’s arena match were among those receiving the best treatment.
Mint had this idle thought as she gazed at her disciple again.
Looking again, there was definitely a faint tension present.
If not because of the final trial coming up, then what for?
“…Because I have something I want to say.”
“To whom?”
“To my master, of course. Who else would it be.”
“…? Then say it.”
“…”
Helios, who had been staring at her intently, let out a small sigh.
Then she heard him mutter something like ‘What a completely unromantic person.’
Mint couldn’t understand what she had done wrong.
This was all because her disciple was unnecessarily sensitive. Had he gotten sulky again over some aspect she failed to consider?
“You can’t keep sulking so cutely like that. Master will go ‘roar’ and not let you compete.”
“You have no intention of doing that, yet you speak so well.”
“My goodness. Now it’s sad that you know Master too well.”
Mint chuckled.
“What do you want to say? Go ahead. I’ll listen to everything.”
This was the end.
Mint was prepared to listen to whatever it might be, within reason.
“…After it’s over. So after this trial ends, I’ll tell you. If I win, I have something to say, so please listen.”
“Hmm?”
Mint tilted her head.
“Can’t we do it now?”
“No. And… when I become the Boss, won’t Master have many things to grant me?”
Helios stared at her intently.
That was right.
‘Let’s see, your real face, your real name. What else was there?’
He certainly remembered making promises like coaxing a child who didn’t want to go to the hospital, saying he’d give this and that if they just climbed to the 100th Floor.
Mint didn’t lose her smile.
“I haven’t forgotten. I promised to grant them when you become the Boss and we meet again.”
Helios nodded.
“Right. And…”
Helios lowered his eyes and then slowly raised them. The eyes that opened again held a light that had never been there before.
A light that was both cool and brilliant.
And a light that was both persistent and chilling.
“I was going to say I love you if I won.”
What Mint always overlooked was this.
“I want to live with Master for the rest of my life.”
Her disciple would drop bombs like this without warning.
“Marry me.”
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