When Xizel came back before, because he had not officially taken over the position of head of the family and obtained the identity of warden, he actually did not really understand this prison.
He only stayed in the tower for a few days and then went out to work.
And this time, he was finally able to visit all areas of the prison in person.
The warden's office is not in the Tower of Babel. After all, it is an office area, and the Tower of Babel should be considered the warden's more private territory. It is located in the center of the entire prison. Even from the tower, you can get a glimpse of the entire prison.
The Eastwood Prison for the Insane is open-air, but if anyone looks carefully at the sky, they will find that there is a layer of energy fluctuations in the sky.
——As a hidden family with a history of thousands of years, the prison they built during the heyday of their talent is absolutely impeccable.
This gifted product that can cover the entire prison sky and prevent anyone from entering or leaving is just a consumable that the warden can replace at will.
As César walked towards the office area, Ben introduced him respectfully: "The prison guards here are all loyal servants of the family. They also have death contracts and will never betray you. The moment you become the warden, these contracts are transferred to you."
Cesar understood.
This is why it is imperative that he be certified as the warden.
Because only in this way can he completely control everything in this prison.
As he walked along the corridor, he occasionally encountered a few people in prison guard uniforms. When they saw him, they all stopped, stood straight, and said respectfully, "Mr. Warden."
Ben: "You can control them at any time, including me."
The black-haired boy raised his eyebrows slightly, hiding under the black brim of his hat so that no one could see.
"Domination".
It turns out that the Crest family provides such great protection and maintenance to the next head of the family, the warden of Eastwood Prison for the Insane.
His innate power spread out, and under the influence of faith, it became completely different from before, constantly stretching out until it covered the entire prison.
——Everything in this prison is a product of talent.
And his innate power can connect them and manipulate them at will, as if he were using one's arms.
Not to mention the cost of building an entire prison for a thousand years, even if the federation put all its national strength into it, it might not be able to afford just one floor of cells in this prison.
"No matter how rich your family is, you can't just sit there and eat it all." The black-haired warden didn't ask any more questions, but looked at Ben calmly: "I think I've said before that I don't like others to answer my questions one by one."
There didn't seem to be anything in these words, not even any blame, they were as calm and indifferent as always, but Ben still broke out in a cold sweat.
He boasted that he had been in Eastwood Prison for the Insane for many years and had seen countless vicious super criminals, but now he was so out of control in front of a... teenager.
He also didn't know why after his trip out, the warden became more unpredictable and more... terrifying.
He now didn't even dare to raise his head to look directly into those misty blue eyes.
The man replied more carefully and respectfully: "I was inconsiderate, please forgive me, Warden!"
He didn't even dare to wipe the cold sweat that had already trickled down his forehead:
"Thousands of years ago, when the ancestors of Crest built the Eastwood Prison for Lunatics, it was not only to restrict those vicious lunatics, but also to leave a place of refuge for Crest's people."
"So they have already considered all kinds of situations. The energy circulation system in the Eastwood Lunatic Prison is extremely complete and completely self-sufficient. According to the current reserves of the family, the energy left for the prison alone can keep the prison running for tens of thousands of years."
Xizel was silent for a moment.
...The ancestors of the Crest family seemed to be particularly protective of their children.
He said calmly: "They should all be asleep, right?"
Ben immediately raised his head in surprise. At that moment, he couldn't even control the expression on his face, revealing a not-so-obvious "How did you know?"
The warden, whose black hair fell on his shoulders, said slowly, "Do you think people like Kleister with this kind of personality would allow themselves to die?"
And then leave a junior outside to face those jackals, tigers and leopards?
class:"……"
So it was the elders’ protective style that exposed them? ?
In just one morning, he had already disappointed the warden twice. The man was filled with sadness and said mournfully, "...There are indeed a few powerful elders who used secret methods to put themselves into a deep sleep instead of dying like the other Crests. If the Eastwood Lunatic Prison encounters something in the future and cannot provide you with shelter, they will follow the call of blood and forcibly wake up."
Cesar nodded calmly.
He did not ask why Crest's people died so quickly, nor did he ask what would happen after the elders woke up. Instead, Ben was confused for a moment, and then he slowly came to his senses - in front of the warden, it seemed that nothing could be hidden. Since he asked this, he must have guessed the result.
In today's world where the whole world is in decline, raising an agent... requires an unimaginable price.
This is also the reason why the Freeman family became increasingly vulnerable after Xia Zuo was born.
The current situation in the world is not conducive to the birth of two such powerful characters at the same time.
Crest was one of the few, and the other members of César's tribe saved him.
Thousands of years had passed, and whether or not the god could be awakened was secondary. They could have simply cut off the possibility of him growing up, or even prevented him from coming into the world, but they didn't.
And what about those elders after they wake up? After solving his problems, they will probably turn into ashes immediately.
Comic Will had been with him for so long that he naturally learned to use his brain when encountering things. He felt a little sad when he heard this and whispered, "This, this is the identity that is automatically completed by the world background. You don't have to mind it."
"The entire Crest family is made up of good people. This is the basic setting of the world. There will definitely be a good ending. I've seen that the will of today's comic readers is not strong enough to shake it."
The comic's will didn't hear the black-haired boy's reply, and he wasn't angry. Instead, he seemed to remember something, and his voice became a little lower again: "...By the way, where are your family members in real life?"
The warden, who was slowly flipping through the atlas of the detention area, said calmly, "Didn't you investigate before choosing me?"
The comic's will was choked for a moment: "..."
It just didn't think of that at all!
Who knows what it was thinking at the time, and how did it bind him?
If you do a little research, you will know what he is!
Look at what the protagonist has become?!
The more Comic Will thought about it, the angrier he became. He was angry at himself for being careless, and also at Cesar for being so heartless. He was too rational and could do anything - wait, it seemed that what he did was also what he asked himself to do.
It was a contract that he signed with all his heart.
Comic Will: "..."
Oh my god, it seems like a sucker!
It decided not to pay any more attention to this black-hearted man, but after a while, because of its own son's matter, it came over hesitantly, and asked with some curiosity and some heartache: "Xizel, do you think Xia Zuo will catch up?"
Cesar: "Want to know the information? One for one."
The comic will was confused: "Huh?"
The black-haired boy tilted his head slightly, and his long hair scattered on his shoulders fell with his movement, revealing a cold luster.
He said calmly, "How did you choose me?"
The comic book thought that this was not something that could not be revealed: "I just saw you at first sight."
The black-haired boy suddenly smiled: "Really? That's such a coincidence."
The comic's breathing suddenly stagnated.
When someone who hasn't laughed for a long time suddenly laughs, the impact is so strong that it makes people dizzy, dazed, and dazed.
The comic will almost said, "Just ask whatever you want to know, I will tell you, I will tell you everything."
Fortunately, it was only influenced by human aesthetics and was not a real human being, which is why it was able to come to its senses when on the verge of stupidity.
...Fuck, the beauty is so tempting!!
It was furious: "You should tell me your analysis of Xia Zuo!"
Even though César has made the popularity of this comic increasingly higher, it is still difficult for the comic to maintain the operation of such a large world - and this world is gradually sliding into the abyss, and the comic's will is unable to cope with it and is becoming increasingly stretched.
Not to mention that Xia Zuo is a priest, so it takes a lot of effort for him to observe. He can only listen to the judgment of his own black-hearted partner, who has a horrible control over people's hearts.
César: "Xia Zuo will not come to the Eastwood Prison now."
When he was using the identity of Christine, he once told Xia Zuo to go to Eastwood Prison to see what he could find there.
Comic Will: ...Indeed.
——He could find his deceased best friend there. Was that surprising? Was that unexpected?
"Coming here is what he wants most right now, but Xia Zuo Freeman is a good man. Have you forgotten what I said?"
The handsome and cold warden fiddled with the black leather gloves on his hands, and said calmly and nonchalantly, yet with extraordinary confidence:
"—He will become the leader of mankind."
【You will become the leader of mankind. 】
The arrow is on the string and must be shot.
The Eastwood Prison for the Insane is right there, and you can go there anytime. But ordinary people who have finally made it out of here can't afford to waste time.
And every day the war continues, countless more lives will be lost.
They have occupied the Gray Moon District. The Gray Moon District is not a marginal area, but a proper secondary area, and the throat to the central federation.
What this represents is self-evident.
He must not show any abnormality at this juncture.
So the brown-haired boy put on his combat uniform, suppressed all the emotions that were floating on the surface, and calmly explained to everyone that His Majesty the Prophet was praying for everyone in the central temple.
Until they prevail, the Prophet will remain so.
"Conquering the Federation at an absolute speed will be the best gift you can give to His Majesty."
He is calm, mature, steady and tough.
He is invincible.