I Became a Leader in a Wretched Prison - Chapter 71

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Chapter 71

I consciously looked into the air and greeted him with a slight trembling act. Making my voice come out shaky wasn’t difficult.

‘It would be natural to tremble among such terrible Kia.’

He was deliberately emitting tremendous Kia with the momentum to pressure me.

This bastard was definitely scattering it either because he was in a bad mood or to crush his opponent.

Smirk. His snake-like eyes curved gracefully.

“Damn! That bastard guard captain! He’s looking at the Boss again!”

“Hohoho, is that love? Is it love?”

“Should we kill him?”

“Stop it. You’ll become a slave.”

I recalled the evaluations of those who volunteered to be my subordinates when I was the Boss.

Snake-like bastard. Fucking bastard. Someone you should never associate with…

In this place where infamy was no different from fame, it could be considered quite a compliment.

Ah, that’s obviously irony.

“Nice to meet you. I’m Hades Pailuto. This is our first meeting, isn’t it?”

Gentle and aristocratic speech. Polite language even though the other party was a subordinate with a vast class difference.

“I’m the operations manager of this Prison and chairman of the Guard Committee.”

He seemed like a kind and normal superior at first glance.

But it was actually natural for that bastard to use aristocratic speech.

Because he was a Prince. The 2nd Prince, at that.

‘Isn’t the Empire’s future already doomed when such a person is a Prince?’

To be precise, he was a Prince who had fallen out of the succession struggle early and was exiled to this Mountain Hell-like Prison.

Having read the original work, I knew that was only his superficial status.

It was written that he had been here as a Guard even before the Male Lead entered the Prison, and had already established his position.

And by the time the Male Lead succeeded in his Prison Break and arrived at the Capital, this guy would also return to the Capital.

Anyway, he was bound to clash with the Male Lead.

Their abilities were also incompatible.

Because he terribly hated the Female Lead.

Enough to torment the Male Lead to death just because the Female Lead had given her heart to him.

Ten years had passed since coming here.

Even if I forgot other things, perhaps because the original story content was what I had resolved never to forget, it still came to mind when I closed my eyes.

“I-It’s an honor to meet you…!”

I answered while still trembling my shoulders.

Wouldn’t this be a perfect New Guard?

I was glad I had observed New Guards like me when the Guards gathered together.

“I heard that a New Guard came in while I was away on a long outing.”

A slow and leisurely voice. In some ways it seemed similar to my way of speaking, but there was a fundamental difference.

Unlike me, whose everything stemmed from annoyance.

Every word that bastard spoke was riddled with countless traps meant to see through his opponent.

“As the Guard Captain responsible for the welfare and health of all guards, I have a duty to look after each and every guard.”

Damn it. Not welfare and health, but exploration and examination. His hobby must be keeping those he can enslave under his feet.

“Miss, you have quite an interesting ability, don’t you?”

“…What kind of crazy guard addresses a prisoner like that?”

“Haha.”

The day I had just become an adult. I first encountered this man.

Not with the refined eyes he has now, but with eyes that gleamed like a snake’s.

Thinking back to that time, he seems to have become an even more sinister serpent over the years.

“Because you seem worth treating well.”

“…”

“Because I want you.”

“I heard you caused quite an interesting incident.”

The dense Kia filling this room began to sway lazily like wind.

Even while sensing the flow of the atmosphere, I kept my head deeply bowed.

He seemed comfortable despite his hunched shoulders and back.

“I don’t know why I regrettably wasn’t there at the time.”

His sharp-looking eyes combined with his pale face made him look like a decorated sculpture.

Even the prisoners who despised that bastard acknowledged his beauty.

But at the same time they said.

He was like a flower that harbored poison.

Those words were true.

Though he always remained hunched over, as if hiding something from someone.

When he slowly stood up and straightened his back, his size was incomparably massive.

He was similar in build to Helios.

Step by step.

His tall, slender silhouette approached me.

As I imitated a sweating new guard, he reached out with a touch I couldn’t avoid.

“I heard you fell to being a prisoner after killing a few vermin?”

My trembling chin was caught and lifted up by his fingertips.

The power of Musculoskeletal Kia taken to its extreme could mimic even the most minute movements of the human body.

‘Garret’s’ pupils were trembling mercilessly, trying desperately to suppress fear.

“I want to have you.”

“…”

As soon as he saw me, he chained me up. With red chains the exact same color as his snake-like irises.

So he could know wherever I went.

His blood-red lips curved into a smile.

“Isn’t it unfair?”

“…No. I, I deserved, the punishment…”

On the surface, my becoming a prisoner was punishment handed down by the Warden.

No matter how much he rampaged, he couldn’t overturn the Warden’s decision.

“What a waste. Not knowing how precious guards are.”

“…”

“If I had been there, I would have prevented such punishment.”

How long would I have to be caught in this bastard’s hands? Irritation and boredom were gradually washing over me.

However, I made sure ‘Garret’s’ body trembled dutifully.

“Today, I called you here primarily to have a conversation with Sir Garret.”

A respectful tone that most guards would feel moved by.

For those who keenly sensed this was a trap, he would deploy a second scheme.

‘Sergeant Steven. I hope the common sense you taught me serves me well.’

I thought of various guards and Sergeant Steven as I waited for his next words.

“I know well about the tragedy of the Baron Binson Family. You went through something terrible.”

I narrowed my eyes inwardly.

Garret Binson. The full name of the identity I had borrowed.

A tragedy, what was he referring to?

Garret’s background was still vividly clear in my mind.

“Even though it was small in scale, it was a prestigious family with four children, wasn’t it? But unfortunately… including two of the children and even the parents met tragic deaths, leading to the family’s downfall.”

“…”

“And they all died in a series of murders, so the culprit still hasn’t been found, right?”

The reason why even when I received Garret’s identity from the Warden and acted like a misfit, Sergeant Steven and other guards didn’t particularly find fault with me.

Garret was a surviving family member of serial murder victims. Moreover, he had survived alone with his younger sister from his family’s deaths.

“By the way, Warden. Is Garret alive?”

“Mind your own business. No need to worry about it.”

Judging from the Warden’s words, it would mean Garret was no longer in this world.

I thought it was quite an ironic coincidence that I, who came in under the false accusation of being the youngest serial killer, was imitating a surviving family member of serial murder victims.

“I heard that after surviving, you became a misfit in noble society and were pushed out until you came here.”

“…”

Serial murders. I quietly thought of the ‘true culprit’ who had framed me.

Probably the one who killed ‘Garret’s’ family and the one who framed me were the same person.

“Look up.”

I raised my gaze while trembling.

“How pitiful.”

Compassion and pity settled in those red eyes.

Understanding and empathy. No, pretending to empathize.

Ridiculously, even though I couldn’t read the expressions of all humans, I could clearly understand this bastard’s alone.

Because everything about him was fake.

It was something I could figure out through rational analysis.

“It must have been very difficult for you.”

Many of the guards in This Place, while not as much as the prisoners, came here carrying their own tragic stories.

This bastard was the type who knew how to dig deep.

His eyes curved.

If Helios had natural beauty that seemed pure and chaste yet mysteriously held hidden sensuality.

This one looked like a demon born explicitly to bewitch others.

Pale and sunken, with shadows cast as if from fatigue.

When curved, his face was decadent, reminiscent of a Dark Cave filled with cigarette smoke.

The men in this novel bewitched people with their beauty regardless of gender.

Only this one was just gloomy and sinister.

His sunken eyes thoroughly examined ‘Garret’ before dropping his hand.

“Excuse me. It’s a habit I have with all guards, so please forgive me.”

A voice that pretended to be considerate but was actually making an announcement.

Soon he extended the hand he’d removed from my chin toward me.

“Shall we have a proper introduction? We’ll be seeing each other often from now on.”

The moment I heard those words, I was certain.

No, I reconfirmed a fact I already knew.

Ah, this bastard.

As expected, he doesn’t know I’m Mint.

Inside, my lips twisted upward.

He hasn’t figured it out.

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