Chapter 298 Accusations (1/2)

With the sirens blaring, it didn't take long for their captor on this floor to appear before their cell.

”Hey, you!” the 'guard' snarled, pointing his spear at the man who had spoken so impudently to Alec. The guard stood clear outside, his eyes shining with hostility and dissatisfaction. The man was not going to have a good time. ”You… you've been a while now. I suppose that's why you think you can escape, right?”

”What?” The man's brain stalled before he paled. ”No, no. Of course not, my lord. Of course not. I know the rules! I wouldn't break them for no reason! I was forced to do this!”

The guard sneered at the simpering man in front of him. Even now, both of his hands were still clutched onto the bars. The guard spat on the ground. Excuses from a pathetic worm. They never confessed easily.

Everyone who entered into the cages knew not to touch the bars at any cost because it would produce an ear-splitting alarm that was impossible to ignore for both prisoners and guards alike.

Not only that, the alarms wouldn't shut up until they tasted the blood of the person that had set it off.

The main reason why most of them gave up trying was because the guards became that much more vicious every time they had to endure the pain in their eardrums from the alarms blaring.

”Cut the bullshit,” the guard sneered, using his spear to stab the man lightly a few times. With that, the blood splattered both on the ground and on the bars, quieting the alarms.

It was clear to see from the layer of brown on the floor that this wasn't the first time this happened.

The man groaned, but his hands just tightened on the bars. It appeared that he had no intention of letting go at all.

The guard couldn't understand why this usually model prisoner was suddenly acting up. Did he finally go crazy?

The alarms had already stopped because they'd been 'fed' blood, but if he continued holding on any longer, they would start up again.

”Let go, fool!” the guard commanded the panting prisoner. He stabbed the man a few more times.

The man finally seemed to realize what he was doing that set the guard off, and he pleaded for leniency. He quickly let go of the bars. Though the guard had already stabbed him a few times, he knew that it wasn't too deep. He could get by if he just properly nursed his wounds.

But he couldn't handle how wronged he felt. In the first place, if that brat hadn't dodged him, he wouldn't be in this situation!

”It wasn't my fault, my lord!” the man called to the guard, hoping that the superiority that the guard felt from a prisoner calling him a higher rank would make him listen.

”Hm?” The guard didn't seem interested.

”It's true. He kicked me into the bars on purpose,” the man said viciously, pointing directly at Alec.

However, the vicious look on his face was not missed by the guard.

The guard sceptically looked at the person the man was pointing out, only for his breath to catch.

The lower the level the prisoner was moved to, the more potential they had. Usually, the ones that were at the lowest level were the most stunning, because magic and looks seemed to come hand in hand.

There were hardly any normal looking people there, but this guard was only in charge of the second basement, which meant that the people here were hardly better than civilians.

As such, most of them were ordinary in pretty much every way.

However, this teenager in front of him shocked him fully.

Why was someone like this here?

They should have scanned both his current potential and his supposed maximum reached potential, but they still left him here in basement two?

Something wasn't adding up, but the guard didn't quite care at this moment.

Seeing that the guard was taking an interest, the man continued talking hastily. ”It's him! It's all his fault! Punish him!”

The guard stepped through the cage, sneering at the man. With a swing of his spear, the man who'd set off the alarms was severely wounded, drawing sharp intakes of breath from the people who'd been quietly waiting for the storm to pass.

They looked at the guard with even more fear, which pleased him.

”Why…” the man groaned. He didn't seem to realize his position in the guard's eyes, and the guard gave the man a kick.

”You, stand up,” The guard directed his words to Alec. His eyes were lasciviously running up and down Alec's form.