I Became a Leader in a Wretched Prison - Chapter 150

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Chapter 150

 

“…Tch.”

 

I shuddered with disgust at the swamp-like stickiness but didn’t stop walking.

 

If obsession and possessiveness could be called love, then perhaps that bastard might be the one who loves me most.

 

But all I had left was hatred born from self-loathing.

 

“Hey, you came?”

 

When I reached the end of the corridor and exited the building, Sergeant Steven was standing by the door.

 

As proof that he had been waiting for me, finished cigars were scattered on the ground.

 

“I was secretly rebelling behind the Warden’s back.”

 

Sergeant Steven shrugged his shoulders.

 

He seemed to have no intention of asking about what happened with Hades.

 

“Take this.”

 

I naturally took what he handed me.

 

“Just go straight that way.”

 

Slowly turning my head, I saw a massive entrance gate there.

 

“It’s a permit.”

 

Without realizing it, I gripped tightly what I held in my hand.

 

“Only the Warden can issue it. Besides, ones made through brainwashing are useless.”

 

Steven added, “Though my lord isn’t someone who would easily fall for brainwashing anyway.”

 

“What’s in the envelope are new identity documents and personal records.”

 

Sergeant Steven compiled and shared various other pieces of information as well.

 

I quietly engraved every single detail in my mind without missing anything.

 

“Well then.”

 

Sergeant Steven clapped his hands.

 

“It’ll be quite boring when you disappear. It’s been pretty fun all this time, in this tedious prison.”

 

He extended his hand to me with his eyes crinkled in a smile.

 

I stared at that hand intently before extending mine to grasp it.

 

“It was meaningful enough time for me to recognize the common sense that an extended hand intends a handshake.”

 

“Wow, that’s quite an unusual way to express admiration, Junior.”

 

Steven glanced at our shaking hands during the handshake and said.

 

“Do you feel relieved?”

 

It would be fair to say that everyone except me—all the prisoners and guards at that time—killed Mama.

 

Sergeant Steven would have been among them too. I slowly closed my eyes and opened them.

 

Do I feel relieved?

 

No, I didn’t feel relieved.

 

Even though there was no answer, Sergeant Steven released the hand he had been lightly gripping and shaking as if he had heard one.

 

“Oh, change your clothes to either guard uniform or civilian clothes before you leave. You can handle that much on your own, right?”

 

“Yes, I can do it.”

 

Sergeant Steven nodded his head.

 

“I won’t say goodbye. We’re not the kind of relationship that warrants farewells, are we?”

 

He extended his hand.

 

“Get going, Junior.”

 

* * *

 

Sergeant Steven watched the woman’s back as she walked away.

 

‘Garret’ no, the retreating figure of Mint was no longer that of ‘Garret’.

 

At first, she had taken the form of the frail woman with long teal hair that he knew well.

 

Then slowly her build grew larger, and gradually a man of ordinary physique who couldn’t possibly be thought of as Mint walked further away.

 

Moreover, his clothing was civilian clothes.

 

The typical attire worn by prisoners upon release. More precisely, the clothes they wore when they were first admitted.

 

“Wow, how thorough.”

 

Sergeant Steven smiled.

 

She must have been mimicking the typical appearance of prisoners being released.

 

The guard at the entrance had been temporarily removed anyway. He would return after Mint passed through.

 

It was regrettable.

 

Whether she was the Boss or when she became ‘Garret’.

 

She had always been someone who stood out wherever and whenever, in that she relieved his boredom.

 

Well… it’s fine.

 

He gazed at the Tower.

 

‘She’s leaving without saying goodbye to the end.’

 

The new King of Prisoners. Helios seemed like he would provide quite a bit of entertainment for him too. Probably.

 

‘It’s dazzling.’

 

Meanwhile, Mint had just passed through the massive entrance that was like a tunnel.

 

When she finally emerged outside.

 

She felt an indescribable emotion.

 

It would be accurate to say she neither knew nor had learned how to express this feeling.

 

The sun and sky that hadn’t felt so meaningful when she came out for the special examination.

 

The sun shone equally warm even on the land of criminals.

 

But now. The ground touching her feet felt special.

 

The sunlight was dazzlingly brilliant.

 

Mint did not look back at the massive wall and fortress-like prison behind her.

 

She still didn’t feel completely relieved.

 

Nevertheless, Mint moved her feet forward.

 

No longer were there shackles, handcuffs, or prison uniform to bind her feet.

 

She resisted the urge to look back.

 

For the sake of Mama’s wish.

 

And to avoid killing everyone who was there.

 

Since that was simply Mama’s last wish, she decided to honor it.

 

In the end, Mint never revealed her name or true appearance to Helios.

 

So the person he loved would never be found anywhere.

 

Only after walking for quite a long time did Mint briefly mutter.

 

“Sorry.”

 

Since she had lived neither a life of apologies nor one where apologies worked.

 

Apologies only felt awkward.

 

You can hate me if you want.

 

Regrettably, the words that couldn’t reach him were swept up by the fresh breeze and disappeared helplessly into the empty air.

 

She had become free.

 

* * *

 

―One month later, Niflheim.

 

Crash!

 

“Ugh!”

 

The prisoner who had fallen to the ground wheezed as he exhaled.

 

Blood flowed from his lips. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand while glaring at his opponent, but quickly lowered his gaze when their eyes met.

 

“…Don’t, don’t use forbidden drugs. No, using them is fine.”

 

“…”

 

“Don’t, don’t sell them. I warned you.”

 

The young man who had been stuttering awkwardly touched the back of his neck and bluntly added one more thing.

 

“If you want to die, die alone.”

 

Recently, a new type of drug had started becoming popular within the prison.

 

They promoted it as a new sleeping pill, but it was actually closer to poison that spread throughout the body.

 

Ramona, who had stepped down from the Boss position but was still alive, would cause trouble like this.

 

After about a month, he had gotten somewhat used to it.

 

The young man, Seth, sighed.

 

In one month, he had entered the 91st Floor, the entrance to the upper floors. It wasn’t just Seth.

 

Ged had also entered the upper floors, and Haira and Brett had climbed up to the upper 80th floors.

 

In Haira’s case, since her abilities weren’t combat-related, there were limits, so she remained on her current floor.

 

But she was active in all directions inside and outside the Tower as Helios’s capable mental-type Kia user subordinate.

 

Seth knew how the prisoners whispered about him and his colleagues.

 

‘Monsters.’

 

Ged’s group climbed the Tower with tremendous growth and speed, though not quite matching Helios.

 

Their abilities, which hadn’t seemed impressive due to Helios’s dazzling achievements, only received attention after Helios became the new King.

 

And Seth also knew how the top-tier prisoners, specifically the prisoners following ‘Deril,’ whispered.

 

‘Elite forces raised by the previous King of Prisoners.’

 

The prisoner called ‘Garret’ was actually the prisoner called ‘Mint’ who had been the previous Boss, wasn’t that right?

 

They hid both their name and gender.

 

“…That’s not Master’s real name.”

 

According to what he heard from Helios, it seemed even the name Mint wasn’t her real name.

 

What surprised Seth was that there wasn’t even anyone who knew Mint’s real name.

 

Such people were either already dead.

 

Or only higher-ups like the Warden or someone called ‘Hades’ would know.

 

Anyway, they had transformed into the elite raised by the former King ‘Mint’ from the rumors.

 

Strictly speaking, it wasn’t wrong.

 

Since ‘Garret’ had raised them.

 

Garret always said no.

 

But Seth regarded him, no, her as a master.

 

“Telekinesis is actually an ability with infinite applications. Don’t set limits. You can’t see it because you’re scared. So let’s try falling from a tree once.”

 

“Yes, yes? Yes?! Ahhh!”

 

“Oh, not bad? Helios, throw him once more.”

 

“…How vicious.”

 

“Bo, Boss! If you think it’s vicious, please let me down….”

 

“Hahaha! Be a man, Seth!”

 

Seth stopped reminiscing about past memories. He opened the door in front of him.

 

The 100th Floor of the Tower.

 

This place was a space for the King of Prisoners and Master of the 100th Floor.

 

And….

 

It was such a mess that there wasn’t a single intact object anywhere.

 

Due to the Tower’s nature, these objects would be fine the next day.

 

But as far as Seth knew, there hadn’t been a single normal day in the past month.

 

“…So we recovered the poison. We also destroyed the distribution channels. Not just me, but Ged also moved together, so he’ll bring that boss too.”

 

Seth’s report ended, but no answer came back for quite a while.

 

The prison had become surprisingly normalized.

 

Though whether the word ‘normal’ was even appropriate for a place where criminals gathered.

 

According to the top floor prisoners who were already here, Deril’s followers.

 

It was similar to when ‘Mint’ was here.

 

Seth found it fascinating how the prison’s atmosphere had changed from when he climbed the Tower, just by changing the boss.

 

But for them, this seemed to be ‘normal.’

 

After quite a while, an answer finally came from the other person.

 

“Go away.”

 

“…Boss.”

 

“I said go away.”

 

The person sitting on the broken chair covering their face half-revealed their features.

 

It was Helios, who had lost weight but far from looking gaunt or haggard, revealed an even sharper impression.

 

Seth was about to say something but pressed his lips shut and nodded slightly.

 

Everyone said they envied Seth and Seth’s colleague. For becoming so strong in such a short time, they said they were envious.

 

But Seth felt a little resentful toward ‘Garret’—no, Mint—who had been so grateful to him.

 

‘Do you like seeing him in that broken state?’

 

No. He couldn’t even resent her freely.

 

The former Boss, Mint who had led them.

 

Was dead.

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