“…”
The black-haired young man, who had his back to him, turned his head slightly when he heard these words. Xia Zuo could only see the other's perfect facial lines and overly long eyelashes.
He couldn't see the other person's emotions, but he heard the black-haired young man's voice was as gentle and calm as ever, like a glacier that never melted all year round.
"You misunderstood, 2511." The warden calmly explained, "Whatever your purpose is in entering Eastwood, as long as it does not harm this prison, it is not within my consideration. Rather than mistaking me for someone else here, it is better to seize the opportunity, right?"
He nodded to the person beside him: "The punishment will be carried out immediately."
After saying that, the black-haired warden left without looking back.
But Xia Zuo did not try to persuade him to stay.
He just lowered his head, and no one could tell what he was thinking. The guards looked at each other, followed the warden's order unconditionally, and were about to take Ursula away.
But he was stopped by Xia Zuo.
The brown-haired boy raised his head, and everything that had just happened seemed to have never happened. His expression was serious and calm: "Wait a moment, can I have a few more words with 2512? You know, we are not prisoners, and she is still a child."
Prison guard: “…”
They looked a little strange.
A child? What child could crush someone into a pulp without blinking an eye?
but……
Killing people, questioning the warden, calling the warden by his name, anyone would have suffered a different fate - it seemed so serious, but in fact, for those who could enter Eastwood, it was no big deal at all.
Anyway, the warden will know all this, and if this doesn't work, he will definitely stop them.
The prison guard nodded in agreement and stopped his actions temporarily.
After getting permission, Xia Zuo placed his hands on the black-haired girl's shoulders, exerted a little force to curb her uncontrollable trembling, and his voice was calm and very soothing.
He cleared his mind of useless thoughts and made the words in his head focused and powerful.
"Don't be afraid, Ursula. We have just arrived in Eastwood and everything has just begun."
【Xize's behavior shows that there is indeed something hidden behind all this, and the secret lies with Eastwood.】
"If you give up, there is no hope."
[Christine and I have been together for some time. There is no need for Caesar to act deliberately. He must have forgotten something, Ursula.]
"Come on, I'll come see you when your confinement is over."
[Keep calm. From Christine to the warden, I feel that Caesar is getting further and further away from us... At the last moment, we must not let down. ]
Hearing the heartbeat so close, albeit intermittent but still firm and powerful, the black-haired girl's trembling body gradually calmed down.
She remembered that Xia Zuo once said that Christine, that is, César, asked him to go to Eastwood Prison for the Insane, saying that there was everything he wanted to know there. She was not stingy in giving clues, nor did she deny César's [death] and the relationship between Xia Zuo and César.
But the warden's performance... was not like that.
He is in denial.
...Whether it was acting or he really had amnesia, it only pointed to one result.
Cesar Kleist was moving away step by step.
He was sliding into the abyss.
"Yes... I can't... I can't..." She closed her eyes, and the weird and crazy feeling in her body began to subside: "I want to bring him back."
The black-haired girl calmed down again, broke free from Xia Zuo's hands on her shoulders, walked to the prison guards, cooperated and put on special restraints, and followed them to the detention room.
Xia Zuo stared at her back and only looked away after her figure disappeared.
He explained the matter clearly to Ursula, and as long as César was involved, he knew that he could only break the impasse by maintaining a rational state, and the possibility of Ursula's sanity falling below the warning line would be greatly reduced.
Otherwise, she would be a human bomb.
Only a stable enough Ursula can be a perfect and powerful teammate in this situation which requires sufficient patience.
Xia Zuo adjusted his facial expression and returned to his workstation. He ignored the various looks from others and mobilized the energy in his body to transfer energy into the power nodules.
He had just been able to transmit energy continuously in one breath, but this time it only lasted three seconds before the energy flow was cut off.
“…”
The brown-haired boy had no expression on his face, and seemed to be unconcerned about the sudden change.
He started to supply again without any pause. This time it was better than before, but it only lasted for half a minute.
You know, the prisoner with the lowest inspiration in Isvetri can input for more than five minutes at a time.
The boy's brown hair drooped slightly, covering his eyes, making those golden pupils look extremely dim. It also buried all his emotions, making it impossible for outsiders to see them at will.
...Ha, he also counselled Ursula.
Obviously... I also...
…
…
The corridor leading to the warden's office.
It was quiet all around, and the only thing that could be heard was the sound of crisp footsteps.
But sometimes the noise doesn’t just come from the outside world.
"You have no heart."
"You have no heart—"
The voice of the comic's will echoed repeatedly in the black-haired young man's mind, and anyone could hear its madness.
The black-haired young man seemed to be annoyed by him. He looked gloomy and indifferent: "If you say one more word, I will disconnect you."
And according to the remaining power of the comic's will, after disconnecting from Caesar, it will not be so easy to observe at such a close distance again.
The comic's will was like a goose with its neck strangled. It shut up all of a sudden, and all that was left was aggrieved whining.
The black-haired young man then closed his eyes and healed his brain which had been disturbed by the noise.
"Where did the cake you gave Aaron earlier come from?"
The warden suddenly turned around and asked the prison guard beside him.
The prison guard was startled and quickly replied respectfully: "Someone sent him a cake...? Warden, this cake is ready and refrigerated in the kitchen as a snack for the prisoner who worked the best that month."
The black-haired warden tilted his head and said, "Make a new one and send it to her."
Then the black-haired young man stopped talking and went straight back to the spacious office.
Only the prison guard was stunned for a moment when he received the order, and then he realized who the "she" mentioned by the warden referred to. He did not dare to neglect it and immediately went to the kitchen to tell the chef to make a cake right away.
The comic's mood suddenly brightened up, and for a moment he forgot the threat from the contractor, and whispered, "...Will this not be consistent with your character setting?"
The black-haired young man flipped through the treasured books of the Crest family and asked nonchalantly, "What's wrong?"
Comic Will: "In the eyes of Xia Zuo and Ursula, you have forgotten them, or deliberately don't want to have anything to do with them, but you still sent food to Ursula, and it was a small cake!"
"Although the prison guards may have a deeper impression that you are "partial" to Xia Zuo and Ursula, but..."
"There's nothing wrong with sending the cake." The black-haired young man smiled, but the comic's will felt a chill on his back, and he realized belatedly that he had said too much.
The black-haired young man asked, "What kind of cake did Aaron take?"
The comic will answered obediently: "Strawberry shortcake."
Comic Will: "..."
wait.
Strawberry shortcake??
It strung together the warden's entire speech -
The black-haired young man used "Aaron's cake" to bring up the topic, so when the prison guard ordered people to make a cake, he would naturally think of the flavor of the cake that Aaron got, and even imagine that this might be a hint from the warden about the flavor of the cake.
To put it another way, even if it wasn’t a homemade strawberry cake, it must have been some other small cake with similar flavor that looked pleasing to the eye.
...But the problem is that Ursula's cognition is not human at all.
Her favorite food is mouse!!
——And all the dark dishes that fall into the same category as rats.
Giving her a strawberry cake might be equivalent to giving a prisoner with normal taste buds a deadly dish with cockroaches, rats, and flies as the main food.
Comic Will: "..."
Cesar, you have such a cruel heart.
But the prison guards were not aware of this. They even lamented that the warden was indeed a leader who clearly distinguished between right and wrong. They were afraid that the little girl would suffer psychological trauma from being locked up in such a place, and that the food would be downgraded and she would not be able to eat enough, so he ordered people to make a cake before he even returned to the office.
It can be said to kill two birds with one stone.
But the black-haired young man added without hesitation: "You can't eat the strawberry cake worth 2271 for free. You still have to collect the interest."
So the news that the prison guard ordered the chef in the kitchen to make a cake spread in a small circle. Most of those who heard it were staff members, and they were happy to hear about it after knowing the whole story.
A strange fish from the deep sea? It doesn't matter, the warden's reaction is their reaction!
Killing people? Can the prisoners of Isvetri still be called human beings? Calling them newborns is an insult to newborns.
"I didn't expect the warden to have such a gentle side."
A female prison guard lamented:
"Although the child was punished in front of the prisoners, a new cake was made and sent to him afterwards."
This is strawberry cake, which girl doesn’t like it?
Even Aaron likes it!
Aaron, who had excellent hearing and heard this incident "accidentally", said: "..."