I Became a Leader in a Wretched Prison - Chapter 39

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Chapter 39

“Boss, you don’t avoid faces because you’re shy—you avoid them because of your own face.”

In the past, when I told people not to come greet me because I was shy for a boss, Deril said that.

That I liked pretty things more than I thought I did.

I thought that couldn’t be true at the time, but looking at it now, she might have been right.

While thinking this, I encountered an unexpected side of Helios.

He had somehow approached and was now in front of me.

There had been a reasonable distance, but he closed even that gap and bent his waist slightly.

His eyes were like those observing an inanimate object, as if looking at a work of art.

“…Is this a dream?”

If he came back from washing to find Master gone and some woman sitting there instead, it would be reasonable to think that.

I hoped he would think exactly that.

I smiled softly.

It was a whim.

‘Your type?’

What I whispered with just my lip movements.

“…!”

Helios’s eyes widened slightly.

Soon he frowned sharply as usual, as if frustrated.

“Not my type, though?”

His rebellious voice pierced my ears.

Helios often drew attention not only for his face but also for his good voice.

The Male Lead, who had all the elements people loved, threw out his words with a disgruntled tone.

“My type is Master.”

…Hm?

I tilted my head.

This was something even I, lacking in common sense as I was, could understand.

That wasn’t exactly a normal statement, was it?

However, reason whispered that I should carry out what I had intended to do as if nothing happened.

Soon my right hand touched Helios’s cheek. This was possible because I was floating in the air.

The focus disappeared from Helios’s surprised eyes.

I caught him as he collapsed and laid him on my bed as usual.

“Everything you saw was a dream. A dream you won’t even remember.”

It was a light suggestion.

I didn’t like using Mental Realm Kia, but this level of suggestion was better than tampering with memories.

Then I picked up the bracelet that had fallen to the ground and put it on my wrist.

Soon the mayfly reappeared in the room.

“Siri, you did well.”

Kia, which melted away smoothly from my hand, vividly reproduced the Warden’s voice like a recorder.

‘This old fool put in a whole bunch of nagging. How annoying.’

After listening to all the grumpy voice, I soon flopped down next to Helios.

Today will be the first and last time he sees my true appearance.

“Sleep well.”

I gazed at his handsome face for a long while before closing my eyes.

It’s a face I never get tired of looking at.

If I keep looking like this, I think I’ll be able to draw it from memory even after I leave.

His personality has so many quirky aspects too. He’s always surprising to watch.

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The next morning.

Mint was awakened by a scream.

Even though she appeared to be sleeping deeply, she could always wake up at the slightest footstep or presence.

And what she saw was her disciple sitting bolt upright, dripping with cold sweat.

What’s wrong with him?

“What, did you have a nightmare?”

The face that slowly turned toward her was somehow pale.

No, I thought it was pale, but…

Whoooosh!

The moment he looked at Mint, it turned bright red. Mint instantly thought of a tomato.

‘Fever?’

Is he sick? Then he can’t go to the 30th Floor.

Mint thought like a master who preached ‘Tower life instead of real life’ to Helios.

“Are you sick?”

“No, not at all…”

“Then why is your face like that?”

At the calm question, Helios grabbed his own face. He could feel the heat himself.

Helios barely managed to open his mouth.

“…You said Master has a sister, right?”

It was an unexpected question.

Mint nodded while looking puzzled.

“Her, her hair color, you said it was brown?”

Mint nodded again without hesitation.

“That’s right.”

“I see…”

“Why are you asking?”

“…”

Silence continued. Mint judged that it would be difficult to get an answer.

Just as she was about to give up and get up, a careful hand grabbed her shoulder.

Helios’s mouth slowly opened.

“…I don’t remember well, but in my dream, I said something strange.”

“Really? It wasn’t a nightmare but a nonsense dream, I guess. Just forget it.”

“Even if I want to…”

Helios moistened his lips.

It was a dream he couldn’t remember overall. But only one particular phrase came to mind.

It was definitely something he had said.

“My type is Master.”

Helios quietly looked at Mint, then made a complex expression that seemed both wronged and relieved.

“No, ha.”

He opened his mouth with difficulty.

“It was a scary dream… because it was the truth.”

Finally, he looked refreshed.

At the same time, his pale cheeks only grew redder.

“Dreams are the opposite, you know.”

Though he said this, Helios squeezed his eyes shut.

Unbelievable as it was, it seemed he had to accept it now.

His sexual preference.

Helios had been thinking about escaping This Place, getting revenge on Father, and returning to the Ducal House.

The end of his thoughts led to a certain conclusion.

‘…The Duke’s House will end with my generation.’

And Mint, who had changed a perfectly normal person’s sexual preference, simply tilted her head in puzzlement.

“Get up, let’s train.”

“…Damn it. What the hell is wrong with my taste!”

“It would be troublesome if you went crazy now.”

“Damn it!”

Chapter 5. Hello? I’m ‘That Guy’

It was definitely worth returning to her original form to contact the Warden.

The response from the Warden was as follows.

― Huh, quite skillful. You managed to send this well. Try to cause trouble in moderation, okay?

The Warden’s words that started with nagging finally provided an answer to the question at the end.

― As we heard, the owner of the 100th Floor has changed.

This was what I had heard from Sergeant Steven. The news that someone had taken the Boss position.

The important part came next.

― However, there’s a problem. The current Boss didn’t change through normal methods. We’re investigating, but… there was abnormal intervention.

Usually, there are two ways to become the owner of the 100th Floor.

Passing the Trial of the 100th Floor when the previous Boss dies or the position becomes vacant.

My being stripped of the Boss position for being away too long falls under this category.

And the other is to overthrow an existing Boss and claim that position.

In this case, you must kill the Boss to become the next King of the Tower.

― The previous Boss, ‘Clark’, is still alive. He’s been crippled, but he’s alive.

Clark was the person who became Boss after me.

He was relatively moderate among the prisoners. The image of his scholarly face with glasses flashed through my mind.

‘A new King was born even though the predecessor didn’t die?’

It was strange.

Judging by how the Tower’s difficulty changed, it means the Tower recognized the new Boss’s qualifications.

― It’s unprecedented. A new owner of the 100th Floor appearing when the previous owner didn’t even die.

The Warden said the Prison High Command was also discussing this matter.

Indeed, would it be right for Niflheim to recognize this case?

The Warden continued explaining that the difficulty changed because the new Boss also had qualifications.

― For now, we’re calling in the new head for negotiations.

The Boss is given a certain status even by the Niflheim Leadership including the Guards, and negotiations are conducted.

‘Negotiating with a prisoner – what a ridiculous story.’

However, this place was already like a kingdom rather than just a prison.

Of course, the Warden’s voice when mentioning negotiations wasn’t particularly pleasant.

‘It seems they’re not too pleased with the new King who caused this strange incident.’

Anyway, the difficulty was scheduled to change to an appropriate level soon.

― Tsk, but given their personality, I can’t guarantee anything. You understand what I mean, right?

The Warden’s message concluded with these words.

― You know best what mission failure means, Mint.

In the end, it meant that no matter what happened, I should proceed with the mission on my own.

‘Well, I was thinking of doing that anyway.’

Even though the Warden Baldy seemed hot-tempered, he was someone who had reigned like a king in This Place for nearly half his life.

The type of prisoner that such a person would detest was predetermined.

‘Just who the hell caused trouble to become the boss that he’s acting like this?’

I was surprised too.

To become the boss even when the previous Boss hadn’t died. What kind of thing did they do?

Moreover, the Warden never told me which prisoner was the boss in the end.

This meant two things.

Either it was a prisoner who was a crazy lunatic that I didn’t need to know about.

‘Or…’

Or telling me would interfere with my mission.

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