Chapter 15 – Lavish Prison Life (2)

Translator: SKAIS Editor: SKAIS

Oh. Right. When Chaser killed Archduke Harnim, he gave him a serious injury, and then wounded him once again in that area.

Looks like that’s what gonna happen.

The information Baron gave that was passing smoothly through our conversation matched the scenes in the novel. I guess this is really it. It’s really happening.

“I think the missing Chaser Rube Domulit is now back into action. For now, he seems to be a very good lad, but I’m scared of what he will become when he grows up.”

Baron strongly urged that scary and powerful people have the tendency to play the innocent ones. I nodded, emphasizing that what he just said was right.

“I really want to meet that young man! On the other hand, I also don’t want to meet him… Ah, my mind is messed up.”

I hope this guy doesn’t take Chaser lightly, as if he was someone he could easily mess around with. If you try to cheat him with a villainous character, it won’t end up with just your wrists being cut off. As for me, I have no intention of messing around with him either. Apparently, this place was notorious enough, even at the very beginning of the novel. I’ve had enough trouble right now.

“Well, you or I might see him in the future.”

He said calmly, looking down at the window with drizzling rain.

“What? Why? I don’t want to. Having a connection with him is like having a world that is uncertain! People will have no idea of what will happen to their future. It’s like risking your life for the unknown.”

“What do you mean by ‘having a connection’?”

I’m afraid that I can’t even pick my bones. I don’t want to be associated with such a frightening family. Just hearing the word ‘Domulit’ gives shiver to my bones.

Oops… It looks like the rain is going to stop soon. I wonder if I could go for a walk after the land dries up.

When our free time ended that day, we returned to our designated cells. The guard, who was checking in front of my cell, smiled.

“It’s been a long time since you got a letter. Iana.”

My eyes opened widely at the guard’s words. True enough, an envelope was placed on top of the desk.

“Lock the door.”

When the door closed, I quickly picked up the letter. Wow, I’m so glad to see you.

The envelope contains a blank paper as always. It’s as natural as it was without spaces. I stopped, trying to get a pen, and found another letter instead. What is this? The letter that always came was an envelope with an empty blank sheet of paper without anything written on it. But why is it that another letter appeared?

Not long after, I decided to open it.

[How are you, my lovely little sister?]

The handwriting was neat, it was as if the one who wrote this was a person of beautiful appearance. A person’s handwriting reflects his own appearance as some say. Thinking about having a beautiful brother was great.

And after reading the letter, I quickly replied.

[I am doing well.]

Well, that’s not enough. Ah! I suddenly remember. I continued writing on the blank letter, but it is not something that you would expect from a lady like me.

[Alcohol, high-grade cigarettes. My request. Lots of it!]

Now that’s enough, right? I am fully satisfied and happy now. Gone is the sorrowful and gloomy Iana.

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The good thing about living inside this prison is that the clothes are very comfortable and cozy. My movements are not restricted at all, and I don’t need any other outfits to change to. I think it’s good because it has more advantages. What’s more is that they gave us spare clothes of the same style as much as we wanted. Everyone hates me because I like the idea of wearing this prison uniform, but I don’t mind them because I like it. On the other hand, the bad thing is that we all wear the same striped clothes which may have added up to their annoyance.

This fashion was full of resentment among the noble prisoners because there’s no way they would look elegant in this kind of clothing.

Usually, people imagine an elegant dress with layers of laces when they are inside a medieval romance novel, but it seems that I am having a unique experience here.

Suddenly, I thought of what I would do once I got out of prison?

Hmm, I haven’t thought about life outside ever since I woke up here in prison. The image of a prison uniform is so strong and it’s a little strange that I ended up being inside this establishment. It was a little unrealistic. Even now, I still want to live as much as I want. Of course, life here is boring, but I will do all possible ways to make it amusing.

“You’re not going to drink?”

Lenag laid the teacup down before my eyes. I secretly rolled my eyes and nodded. I hope my smile was not that awkward.

“…maybe. Thank you for the drink. Thank you.”

Sheer luck. I took a sip of the tea but…Tsk. I burned my tongue. I bit my tongue slightly and wiped off the tears that formed at the corner of my eyes, a little hesitant to do so because Lenag was still staring at me.

His eyes were gazing like that of snakes staring at it’s next prey. He’s not mean-looking, rather, he looks like a very cold and sharp person. The glasses over his nose made him look even colder. But his handsomeness was enough to cover everything.

Why am I having a cup of tea with the villain’s assistant? I must be out of my mind… I would rather like to meet the guards, than him.

This horrible encounter that I wish would not happen did come true. Ten minutes ago, I heard from the wards that the boss was calling for me. I don’t know why he was looking for me and what he needed from me. I also wondered what the hell would he do to me the moment we meet, but to my surprise he just remained silent.

For ten minutes! For that entire time, he just stared at me, giving me a chance to watch him, but all of this was making me uneasy.

I glanced sideways.

“Well…”

His long brown hair that was neat, did not make him look less of a man, but made him look more appealing, and his golden eyes under his glasses, make him look like a scholar. Combining all, gave an impression that none of the needles would fit in. In other words, he looks so strong.

In the novel, he even overthrew a violent killer and blew up prisoners’ arms. After all, the villains in this book weren’t ‘merciful’ people and that’s why I am nervous right now.

“You were looking for me because…”