Chapter 111

The black-haired girl paused for a moment.

She decided to tell Xia Zuo about this.

This is no longer an ordinary secret, and it also involves Xia Zuo, so he has the right to know.

——However, I must first complete the tasks assigned by the warden for today.

She pursed her lips, finally waiting until the completion time, and then made a request to the team that came to inspect the work: "I want to see Xia Zuo Freeman, the one with number 2511."

Ben didn't seem too surprised, but still asked, "Why?"

Since Ursula changed her workplace, she has never left this library. There is also a lounge inside for her to rest. This is a unique treatment among prisoners in the prison, much better than those who have to stay in the cell - but it can also be regarded as a form of house arrest.

After all, the girl has a special identity, and it is difficult to suppress her under the confinement outside. Once some prisoners who like to make trouble and are not afraid of death deliberately provoke her and let her breath leak out, the breath of this level of top-level Dead Sea monster will directly cause the prison to sound a level one alarm.

Hearing Ben's question, the black-haired girl said expressionlessly, "Your decision is of no use. Please report to the warden."

class:"……"

The man looked at her deeply and said nothing, but heard the voice of the black-haired young man coming from the built-in headphones.

"Let her go."

Ben immediately made way, stood aside, and said calmly, "The warden has agreed to your request. Please."

Ursula had no trouble reaching areas outside the library that she had not visited for many days.

Once she left the Tower of Babel, the pressure was much less. She easily found Xia Zuo's location and walked in that direction.

"Ursula?"

Seeing her finally emerge from the Tower of Babel, the brown-haired boy's eyes lit up and he felt a little relieved. "How are you? Have you been feeling okay these past few days?"

Ursula didn't answer his question, but went straight to the point and said, "I have something to tell you, something very important."

Xia Zuo's expression immediately calmed down, and he said seriously, "I also have something to tell you."

He said, "Let's go somewhere else."

Although in prison, no matter what he said, it might not escape the ears of the warden, but what he had to guard against was not the warden, but other prisoners with ulterior motives.

After finding a relatively quiet corner, Ursula immediately used her tentacles to block any other passages through which people could pass, and even carefully maintained the concentration of the leaked power so as not to trigger the prison alarm.

"Cesare will die."

Right from the start, she spoke directly and concisely.

"...Ah?" Xia Zuo was stunned for a moment, but he also knew that Ursula would not joke about such things. Cold sweat immediately covered his back and he tried to calm himself down: "Where did you hear that? No, how did you know? Please be sure to give details!"

César will die.

What Ursula meant was definitely not about the previous incident, but that in the near future, César might... die in the true sense of the word.

Thinking about the previous incident where he couldn't sense any trace of Xizel, his feeling of unease grew stronger and stronger.

The dark-haired girl shook her head. "Is that my deduction, or you know, cornerstone, what it means?"

…

2511 is not here today.

The nightingale keeper fiddled aimlessly with the chain in his palm, his eyes passing over the prisoners who had finished their work and were about to return to their cells. He felt a little itchy and wanted to raise another nightingale.

In his opinion, both Tong En and Ursula are good, but he can't get close to Tong En, and he can't afford to offend Ursula.

Oh, what a hassle.

The bird keeper sighed, dragged himself back listlessly, and swung his bloodstained chain meaninglessly. No one except himself could guess what he was thinking.

Suddenly, he stopped, as if he had figured something out.

The warden had hindered his hunting to a great extent, so if he just waited until he died, he would be able to get the bird more easily, right?

But even if I never get a new bird, no matter how heavy the price I have to pay, just thinking about killing the warden will make me happy.

This is something that Yaron, Vera Junka and others cannot do, and after me, there is no hope for anyone to do it.

Ah, please come soon, please come soon, this day. He has been looking forward to it for a long time.

His mood became cheerful again and he returned to the cell happily. At the same time, Xia Zuo also came back.

But compared to his happiness, the brown-haired boy's face looked very ugly, a bloodless white.

The birdkeeper said to him with a grin, "You look like an ordinary person seeing the Holocaust for the first time."

Xia Zuo ignored him.

"However, considering we've been together for so many days, I can tell you something exciting." The gloomy young man smiled and raised his head, no longer gloomy this time. "Someone will die in prison."

Suddenly, the brown-haired boy's gaze fixed on him, as if a thick black aura could be seen, which was completely different from the terrifying and oppressive level of the past few days.

The birdkeeper's smile deepened. "Ah, I didn't say who died. Death in Eastwood is perfectly normal. Why are you reacting so strongly? It's strange."

He finished talking to himself and was about to go to bed with his clothes on, but he was suddenly grabbed by the neck and lifted up from the ground.

——It’s 2511.

The innate power around the brown-haired boy continued to rise, breaking through the suppression in the prison and climbing higher and higher. Behind him was a transparent special wall that was torn apart, indicating the brutality of the person who did all this.

"explain."

"What are you thinking about?"

The sparrow farmer's pale face had been pinched red, but he still couldn't help but feel happy, saying intermittently: "Ahem, you can't see it, but I can..."

"If you keep talking nonsense," he said, increasing the strength in his hands until the sound of bones crackling could be heard. "I will kill you immediately."

An even more dazzling smile appeared on the young man's face.

"You fell into my trap, 2511," he said sarcastically. "You see, you've attracted everyone here, which is exactly what I wanted, including the warden—"

The brown-haired boy's golden pupils shrank slightly.

Warden.

【Cesare will die.】

He felt a ringing in his ears and his nerves were suddenly broken. The thought in his mind overwhelmed everything - as long as he killed the bird farmer, he would never be able to use those conspiracies and tricks again.

Kill him.

Kill, kill, him.

“Crack.”

A crisp sound was clearly heard by everyone.

The brown-haired boy loosened his grip, and the bird-keeper fell to the ground without any support. There was still that almost crazy smile on his face, which made people's scalp tingle.

Xia Zuo felt something was wrong.

A man like the birdkeeper wouldn't let himself die so easily—no, he wouldn't let himself die meaninglessly, which is why he's wary of those who could kill him. During the past few days of provocation, despite the reason of "feeling attracted to Ursula and wanting to turn her into a nightingale," Xia Zuo had remained cautious. But why today...

The brown-haired boy took two steps back.

Then he turned around suddenly.

In another cell, a red-haired man happily toyed with the red innate power emanating from his fingertips, the smile on his lips growing wider and wider. "Finally discovered it... It seems that as long as the warden is involved, you tend to lose your mind a little bit~ But I didn't cooperate with the bird breeder, I just thought it was interesting and added fuel to the fire. Please don't bear a grudge against me~"

He was using his talent to awaken the most violent side of Xia Zuo, whose emotions were already unstable.

So why did he do that?

The more Xia Zuo listened, the colder he became.

He has realized something.

There were footsteps coming from the corridor, which were different from the footsteps of the prison guards. They were calm and steady, without any hurry.

Such footsteps belonged to the warden.

The brown-haired boy trembled slightly, then suddenly shouted in the direction of the sound: "Don't come over here!!!"

——However, the warden in a black cloak had already appeared in his sight.

Once again, he was... a step too late.

Just as the warden entered a certain distance, a huge net-like black shadow suddenly appeared above the body of the bird keeper, rushed straight past the black-haired young man who was standing there unmoved, as if it had hit something, and then dissipated behind him.

“… Caesar!”

Xia Zuo murmured.

Ursula's previous speculation echoed in his mind:

【Cesare will die】.

A feeling of despair surged in my heart, but at this moment, the calm voice of the black-haired young man rang out:

"2511, you can't address the warden by his name."

The feeling of despair suddenly stagnated.

Xia Zuo stared blankly at the black-haired young man. He saw that he was still in the same state, not looking like he had suffered any injuries at all. He was calm and composed, and still in the mood to punish him.

"2511 addressed the warden by name, intentionally damaged prison facilities, and killed an inmate. Penalty: 20 days' imprisonment."

"Send the workbench into the incarceration cell. After the incarceration ends, the workbench must record a total of 200 hours of work."

“…”

Xia Zuo hadn't come to his senses yet, and his body was still filled with fear.

The warden's blue eyes, shrouded by the shadow of his hat, were devoid of emotion. He finished his businesslike remarks and left without a second thought. The guards beside him also wore calm expressions, as if they had long since acquiesced that no means could harm their warden.

After all, before Xia Zuo came, they had already witnessed the warden's almost omnipotent power.

Xia Zuo clearly heard Yalong's unhappy voice: "Tsk, it's just like that."

"But~ If the warden is killed by the bird breeder, I will definitely not help him. The warden will die in my hands~"

"2511 is still too young to be easily fooled by the bird breeder and me~"

The brown-haired boy lowered his head, his golden eyes still blank.

He felt that his brain was unable to recover because of the repeated reversals in such a short period of time.

But the vague palpitations still couldn't go away.

What exactly is that shadow? Is Caesar really alright?

His heart was in a mess, his intuition told him that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it right now, and couldn't calmly find the source of his uneasiness.

"2511, come with me."

The prison guard stepped forward and said.

He was going to carry out the warden's orders.