Chapter 439 - NICOLE JIANG (2/2)

The place was always empty and dark, except for the few guards patrolling the exterior areas. He could not see them clearly, but he could see figures in black walking around the so-called Arena. Looking at the strange property was the only interesting thing he got to do.

By his mental count, he had been on the island for a little over a month. Life was not bad for the outsiders, as the locals who worked in the Training Centre and the members of the martial families who came to train in the building called them.

The regular meals were exceptional. Their rooms were comfortable with all modern amenities. Their movement and interaction within the centre were not restricted. Furthermore, the training facilities were every exercise enthusiast's dream.

If it were a few years, no, even a year before, Kaito would not have minded being in this gilded prison for a year. The time would have passed without his notice. His life used to be that of a drifter, taking on missions and managing his business without a care.

He did not care about being the strongest anymore.

And he was not a drifter without a home.

He had Akira. She was his home. He would rather spend the evening arguing over one of her nonsensical magical girl anime shows than in this place. He could not deny the heart retching emptiness in his soul every day he woke up.

But he could not find a way out of the prison before him. He had studied everything he could about this tower called Training Centre, but he could not find a way out of it. He had always believed that there was no prison without an escape.

He still held this belief without reserve.

But all the methods he would have used before, he would not use now.

He would rather remain in the tower forever than do anything that would dishonour his Akira.

He continued standing at the window until the security lights around the Arena came on. He turned from the window and walked towards the door. Before he reached it, there were three light knocks. He would have been amused if he had a sense of humour remaining.

Every evening, when the lights around the arena were turned on, his uncle would knock on the door and take him out for training for about three hours. It was like both the lights and Taiki Iekami were on an automated timer.

”Hello. I am Nicole Jiang.” The young lady spoke up cheerfully.