"Hehe…"Draco Fisher's fat cheeks were squeezed together, his eyes narrowed into slits.He rubbed his pudgy hands together, salivating at the beautiful woman before him. "I didn't know you'd be visiting, Lady Silverbell! Sorry for not preparing a reception for you!""Save the formalities."Silverbell maintained her cool demeanor as the chief of the Martial Alliance, the look on her face warning others to keep their distance. "I came for one reason—I want you to release one of your prisoners.""What…"Draco's eyes widened at Silverbell's cool yet melodious voice, but he was so fat that his eyes did not widen all that much.Still, he shook his head and waved her off as if by instinct. "No, no, no. I'm afraid that won't do, Lady Silverbell. You know that Blackwater is under the grand commissioner's jurisdiction. Even as the president's confidants, you can't—""The person I want to free is not who you think it is."Silverbell said quietly, "I don't know what bribes you've received
Naturally, Draco also knew that his ties to Droitner Inc. were even more incriminating than how he treated Frank here in Blackwater.After all, Frank was arrested under charges that Droitner Inc. discovered, and there was no doubt that Droitner Inc. had been bribing him.That was how they could convince Draco to arrest Frank and lock him up in Blackwater.If word got out, not only would there be a new warden, but his entire family would end up in a Blackwater cell too.Experiencing an inmate's life notwithstanding, he would count himself lucky if he survived a day. After all, everyone had seen how he treated the inmates as a warden.Even as he fully understood the consequences of what he did now, Draco was afraid to continue imagining.How would Frank forgive them after what he and his brother had done before?If he refused to release Frank or stubbornly refused to admit to his crimes, this would lead to a conflict of interest between the president of Draconia and the grand comm
At those words, Silverwell drew her sword with a swish, pressing it against Draco's neck as she snapped coolly, "Since you can't decide, why don't I help you right now?""Argh!"Feeling the sharpness of Silverbell's sword against his pudgy neck, Draco quickly threw his hands up in panic. "Please, this is a mistake, Lady Silverbell! Breaking out of prison is a capital crime in Draconia! My life is worth nothing, but yours is!""Are you releasing him or not?!" Silverbell bellowed, pressing her sword into Draco's neck.Draco's face dropped as he felt the sting of the edge, and his own blood trickling down along it.He did not expect the chief of the Martial Alliance to go that far for Frank, ready to break him out of prison even if it meant taking Draco down.They were talking about a capital crime here!Be that as it may, Draco was not really concerned about escaping inmates—the only thing he worried about was what Silverbell would do.So much as one flick, and it was his head on
As the rowdiness reached new heights, some of the inmates were taking off their clothes and rubbing their engorged members. Swish!Silverbell scowled and swung her sword toward the fringe of the cells.Blood splattered as the inmates screamed harrowingly, and they became eunuchs by the dozens.Draco looked on without complaining, only telling the jailers behind him, "Send those inmates who had just insulted Lady Silverbell to the penance chamber."The inmates' faces fell at the mention of the penance chamber, none of them daring to mess around right then.Even Silverbell was actually surprised that the inmates were all suddenly so tame at the mention of the penance chamber.She did not dwell on it, however, as she was fine as long as the inmates quit causing trouble.Soon, Draco brought Silverbell to Frank's cell.He stood, leaning against the wall, while Tigris Fisher was hanging his head in fearful silence, still fettered to the iron chair.Judging from the bruises all ove
Rubbing his hands and looking Silverbell from head to toe, Tigris kept gulping and laughing sleazily. "Draco, quick! You must have a way to save me now, right? I mean you even brought me a girl! Oh, I can't wait!""How tasteful of you, girlie! Dressing so conservatively, and in all white at that… it's so that I could rip it off, right?""Shit, shut up already!"Draco finally had enough just then and pointed at his own brother as he snapped, "You pig! This is Lady Silverbell, chief of the Martial Alliance! How dare you insult her! I'll have your tongue for this!""What?!"It was only then that Tigris' face full of lust turned pale.So that pretty face was not a prostitute his brother got her, but the chief of the Martial Alliance herself, and a very important person at that!He fucked up!His lips were trembling even as he stammered, "L-Lady Silverbell… I-I didn't know who you were! I'm a pig, I deserve to die… Please, spare my life! I won't do it ever again!"Tigris actually t
Silverbell's meaning was clear—mess with Frank again, and Draco would find himself in the penance chamber too."Urgh…"Draco breathed a long sigh, as he knew that he could not protect his brother now.Still, it worked for him, as Draco thought that being sent to the penance chamber was better than Silverbell killing Tigris on the spot.After all, Tigris did not only mess with Frank Lawrence, the son of the Lord of the Southern woods, but he insulted the chief of the Martial Alliance as well.Those crimes alone were enough for him to be killed a thousand times over.On the other hand, even after Tigris would become crippled after being subjected to the torture in the penance chamber, he would at least be alive.As for whether he stayed sane, that depended on Tigris' own mental fortitude.Making up his mind, he waved his hand. "Take him.""Yes, sir!"Several jailers strode up, lifting Tigris along with the iron chair he was strapped to.While they did, Tigris continued to stru
"Ahem." Draco cleared his throat loudly just then. "After thorough investigation, we have concluded that Mr. Lawrence has been brought here to Blackwater on trumped-up charges. While we have never released any intimates, you are no criminal, and with the vouching of one of Draconia's top individuals, we will bend the rule this one time."Then, leaning toward Frank, he whispered, "Please don't blame me for this. The whole thing was thought up by Droitner Inc. Also, try to keep a low profile after you get out.""Ahem."After that, Draco cleared his throat again. "You are now free to go, Mr. Lawrence.""What…?""Oh, can't help it when he's such a big deal.""Even Blackwater doesn't get to keep him. And, one of Draconia's top individuals? Don't tell me it's the president?"While the inmates all had a feeling this might happen, they all still gasped when the warden announced that Frank could leave, turning toward him with looks of jealousy and envy.Frank smiled and nodded at Draco
"Oh. Uh…."Draco was left stumped by Frank's retort, but he soon shook his head repeatedly. "No, absolutely not! Mr. Lawrence, every inmate here is a depraved scumbag who has committed atrocities! If you let them out—""That's bullshit!" Scarface suddenly barked, seemingly finding courage out of nowhere. "I'm no scumbag! I'm only here because of my brothers!"Then, he turned, sneering at the two flunkies cowering and trembling down the hallway. "It's all because those two pricks refused to pay up after having fun with a lady at a karaoke bar. Heck, they were so drunk that they ended up massacring a dozen people. As their boss, I naturally had to settle the matter myself…""Oh, I get it."Frank nodded and chuckled. "So because you tried to reach a settlement, you ended up here? That's just embarrassing."Scarface was left rubbing his nose at Frank's diss and explained in embarrassment, "Well, I can't help it. The officer handling the case got a little harsh, so I beat him up. And