I Became a Leader in a Wretched Prison - Chapter 206

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Chapter 206

Squirm.

Kia gathered in front of the Serial Killer and formed a single sentence.

[Do the dead even speak?]

It was probably saying that once you die, nothing matters anyway.

Whatever Pontos was hiding, whatever trap he was setting. Whatever bait he had become.

An attitude that none of it mattered.

It was tremendous confidence. No, it even showed superiority.

“The opponent is a crazy bastard drunk on superiority.”

Mint had emphasized that if you know your enemy and know yourself, you can fight a hundred battles and win a hundred times.

Only now could Pontos fully understand his younger sister’s words.

He pulled up the corners of his mouth.

‘I leave the rest to you.’

Pontos didn’t know, but that expression looked exactly like Mint’s smile.

Pontos brought his index finger to his mouth and bit down hard.

Blood flowed down in a stream.

‘Only up to what I aimed for.’

Pontos smeared that blood on his cheek and drew a single emblem.

‘Just up to that point…’

The Serial Killer watched all of this leisurely.

As if whatever you do is useless.

This time Pontos drew a dagger from his chest and cut his hand without hesitation.

He drew a straight line on the ground with the blood.

“…”

The Serial Killer, who had been pretending to yawn, finally showed a reaction.

‘It’s coming.’

The moment the Serial Killer kicked off, his heart pounded thump thump.

There had clearly been distance between them.

‘…So fast!’

The Serial Killer’s feet had already reached in front of the line Pontos had drawn.

‘Now!’

Whoooosh!

Red light surged from the line like a wave. It became a blood-colored liquid and struck the Serial Killer.

The dagger split the liquid, but it split apart and then rejoined.

Kraaaaaaack!

A monster that screamed like a human revealed itself.

It had the overall appearance of a jaguar, but instead of fur, it seemed to be made of liquid.

Between the blood dripping down, something like a human face appeared and let out a horrible shriek.

The Serial Killer spun a dagger in his hand with a flourish.

The bandages came loose with a thud from the face of the one who had retreated.

Half of the face was revealed. Slightly burned skin was visible.

There were scratches on the cheek.

“…Haha.”

The Serial Killer laughed.

“Cough…!”

Pontos spat blood. The blood wasn’t only pouring from his mouth.

He was already covered in blood all over his body.

It was impossible to tell where he was uninjured.

No, it was safe to say there was nowhere uninjured. Pontos opened his dim eyes.

“…It could have been interesting.”

An unfamiliar voice dropped down from above his head.

A rough hand grabbed his hair and lifted him up.

“Is this the end?”

Pontos’s hair could no longer show any trace of its original green color.

Pontos had exerted the maximum power he could muster. Even so, the gap was clear.

Pontos newly realized how tremendous Helios’s skills were, having fought together at the mansion.

What about his younger sister who had not only fought this person on equal terms but overwhelmed and killed him?

‘…At least Limnades won’t be disgraced.’

Although he, the head of the family, had lost miserably. Wouldn’t his younger sister proudly make a name for herself?

Unfortunately.

Dying here was something he hadn’t expected.

“Any last words?”

The Serial Killer holding his hair asked.

Pontos slowly opened his lips that wouldn’t move.

…That kid said.

His voice wouldn’t come out as he wished.

“Do something. The final struggle before death is my greatest interest.”

The Serial Killer’s voice was melodiously sweet. Inappropriately so.

“She only has martial arts and clone Kia ability.”

His younger sister’s voice echoed loudly in his head. It was what Mint had said on the day the Serial Killer invaded the mansion.

“The clones would have the same face and build. So the transformation must have been done using tools.”

“How can you be so certain?”

Younger Sister’s face, which had been smiling faintly, was calm. That’s why it looked more trustworthy than any other face.

“I confirmed it while fighting.”

On the day when the Serial Killer’s attack was anticipated, the barrier that Mint had laid in advance at the mansion was a tool to search for the Crown Prince.

What kind of Kia was he using, exactly.

Mint was able to discern the talents and abilities her opponent possessed.

Reducing variables through this.

And observing the opponent by digging deep into their abyss.

Through a moment of battle, Mint had accomplished all of this.

Pontos was incredibly proud of his younger sister.

You have grown abundantly even in places my hands couldn’t reach, becoming able to do things I cannot do.

“No, I’m certain. He’s a tool. He had become a tool.”

On the other hand, it was heartbreaking.

Because he could clearly see the reason why Mint had no choice but to become this strong.

The reason we’re alive and meeting again must be because of your desperate experiences and struggles for survival.

“We need to destroy that.”

“…Limnades only bows its head. Toward its designated master.”

Cough. Pontos let out a heavy cough. He had a premonition that this might be his last cough and breath.

“It means it no longer lowers its tail toward you.”

The moment Pontos extended his hand, a very small bird quickly darted out from his fingertips.

It was a small hummingbird.

A hummingbird so small and insignificant that the Serial Killer would dismiss it with a sneer.

And.

Clang!

When one hummingbird broke one of the Serial Killer’s ornaments, then the next hummingbird that appeared broke the next ornament, and finally the last hummingbird shattered even the last ornament.

The Serial Killer was no longer smiling.

The master of Limnades smiled.

“The master of Limnades is no longer the Imperial Palace.”

Taking in the brilliant golden hair and blue eyes that were revealed before his eyes, filling his irises completely.

“Deflon Carkeya.”

Pontos squeezed out all his strength to pronounce the name, so that those who would be watching wouldn’t miss it.

Everyone must have seen the Serial Killer who had revealed his identity anyway.

Pop!

There was a sound like a ball bursting.

Pontos felt even his remaining ribs break from the opponent’s kick.

It hurt, but it didn’t hurt.

He lay fallen and laughed with a giggling sound.

How delightful this was! No, how could it not be delightful?

“Too… late…”

Pontos knew why the Serial Killer hadn’t finished him off despite being able to kill him with a single blow just now.

Right, would there be time to kill me?

All this spectacle, from the Imperial Palace!

All the central Nobles of this country who would be in the Noble Assembly were watching.

Ah, even the Emperor himself.

“Having to watch today’s events being screened in the Capital…”

The Serial Killer’s form slowly disappeared. Probably Helios, who would be in the Noble Assembly, had stepped forward.

‘Just a Clone.’

Pontos’s laughter burst forth endlessly.

Ah. His eyes were closing.

He had fulfilled all his roles.

The task of destroying the Tools.

The task of becoming bait and revealing the identity.

These were the roles given to Pontos.

And tasks that only he could do.

“…Minte.”

He murmured the name of his only family.

His vision had been blurry for a while now. Soon it would go completely dark.

…This should count as helping, right?

Minte.

He wanted to call her name again, but his tongue no longer moved.

Oppa helped this time, right?

From somewhere, he heard crying.

The crying of a young girl. Crying that hadn’t stopped in his ears for even a single day in over ten years.

You asked me for help.

My Younger Sister.

“…Oppa will, Oppa will protect you! Minte, don’t worry about anything, Oppa will…!!”

I’m sorry for not protecting you.

I’m sorry for not keeping my promise.

I’m truly sorry.

Oppa is sorry.

So please, don’t cry anymore.

He spoke in his heart to his Younger Sister who had been crying for ten years without stopping.

No, for a long time, a very long time. His time had stopped at that moment.

Pontos closed his eyes.

The rest would be handled by Helios, by the Duke.

It was a peaceful rest.

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