This Book is Not Available for Subscription Under the Age of 18 - Chapter 167
Shouldn’t you go to prison at least once before you die? (15)
“I was scolding her with the thought of fixing her misbehavior, but suddenly my head throbbed. At that time, the little girl who had been pretending to be discouraged in front of me giggled excitedly, so I thought something must be wrong.”
It’s the same symptoms as me. Just talking to the child suddenly made my head dizzy. I didn’t drink something unknown, and I didn’t get hit in the back of the head… I was defeated in an instant without any room for resistance.
“I don’t know who instigated her, but just because she’s young doesn’t mean everything’s good. Cursed criminal kid!”
That child. No, as Chenin said, the stupid child was no ordinary child. The acting is top-notch, and she kidnapped two people, but she was too gutsy to show no signs of trembling. An innate ability for the stage. What a complete waste of talent.
Chenin did not stop swearing as she brooded over what had happened. She was lively in prison, unlike someone who was dragged out of nowhere. She was rather brave than crying and shaking in fear, so I didn’t stop her.
However, looking back at Chenin’s words, something is not clear. She kicked the men out as soon as she came out of the inn, but she was beaten by a kid?
“Then, the shoes, you said you bought them at the market.”
“What are you saying?”
In my version, I met the shoe seller before I met the child. Apparently I heard that Chenin bought shoes there and went back to the inn, so I was chasing after Chenin after hearing that…….
“Damn it. Even the shoe seller had me.”
“Pfft, what is it? Were you beaten by two guys?”
Chenin laughed. They said the only person in the world I can trust is Merson (there is no such thing as this), and that’s it. Come to think of it, the people who had wrapped my body around like luggage also jumped out as if they had been waiting.
This means that the Saint and Count Abitz’s subordinates hid in the market. Perhaps it was because of Kayle that they didn’t directly attack the inn. It means that they already noticed that me and Merson were involved and that they expected Chenin to be there.
First of all, I had to get out of here anyway. Fortunately, among the misfortunes, Merson had forcibly opened my magical powers. Do I remember the location of the inn? If I use my experience to teleport, the short prison experience ends here.
Chenin’s mental state was not severely broken, so there was no need to comfort her, and the guard must be away. This wasn’t the worst case scenario.
“Hold my hand.”
I leaned halfway down and handed my hand towards Chenin, who was crouching. But what struck me was the look of displeasure in her.
“If you’re scared, go to a corner and bang your head. Why do you want me to hold your hand?”
“I’m not doing this because I like it.”
“Kyaak— how barbaric…… !”
I thought it would be quicker to show her than to explain in words, so I reluctantly grabbed her hand. Ignoring the struggling Chenin, I closed my eyes and focused.
To the inn where we had been staying. To where Merson is.
My stomach started to feel cold and hot at the same time. Blue flames wandered around in my closed eyes, then came out of my body and began to entwine my whole body.
To be honest, I was a bit surprised too. When Merson did it, it seemed as easy as breathing, but why do I have to make such a fuss?
Not long after, a rumble came. I think it’s a sign that we will be moved soon.
However, the two legs were still fixed in place, attached to the ground, and the blue flames that were swirling around the body concentrated on the hands that were holding Chenin. It seemed to be getting hotter and hotter, but soon it reached the point where it was unbearable, like touching a lump of iron heated at high temperatures.
In the end, it was Chenin who let go first. There was nothing wrong with my skin, but Chenin grabbed her hand and began to stare at me, finding the feeling she had just felt was unfamiliar.
But the problem is that the flames around my body still haven’t gone away.
“What’s wrong with this!”
I tried to extinguish it by tapping on it, but it only swelled up more and more and showed no sign of disappearing. Soon, it grew as if it would swallow my body, and turned blue.
I heard Chenin’s scream in the distance. My body rose, and flames swelled to the limit spread out in all directions.
A strong seizure followed, like being electrocuted, followed by an indescribable strong emptiness.
“… What are you doing!”
When I came to my senses at Chenin’s shout, I fell on my butt to the cold floor again.
I breathed heavily. The magic that started inside my body exploded in this narrow space without being able to be casted due to something blocking it.
Goosebumps swelled up and wrapped around my forearms. A feeling of emptiness that is quite different from the feeling of being hungry. The feeling of extreme emptiness, as if the inside of my body had been emptied, was terrifying.
–“Do you believe me now?”
I raised my head at the voice that penetrated my head even as I struggled with the sensation I experienced for the first time in my life. From some moment on, the prison hallways, which seemed to be buried in darkness and continued endlessly, was illuminated.
Chenin muttered to herself. But I understand. I would do that too, because I checked the other side of the thick iron bars and barely endured almost bursting out cursing right away.
—“They murdered the eldest son of Count Abitz, using black magic, Your Majesty.”
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