Chapter 15 - Kastor (2)

While the Skinny Man spoke to four men all dressed in black, Asil continued to follow the middle-aged man.

As they progressed, Asil's thought that something was wrong grew stronger. Because as they continued to walk, it became darker and darker, and from time to time, screaming could be heard. As Asil thought at first that this was an arena, it was caused by a fight, but this thought was soon replaced by anxiety, as the surrounding area became increasingly dark and there was no sound of joy or victory, as well as the screams.

After walking for a while Asil could not bear any longer and finally asked the question that he wanted to know the answer to: "Senior, I wonder where we are and where are we going to?"

After Asil asked his question, the middle-aged man kept walking as if he had not heard it. Asil waited a bit and spoke again: "Senior, did you hear me? What exactly is this place? Why isn't there are no people in here, despite this is an arena?"

The middle-aged man again did not answer Asil's question but soon could not bear any more when he repeated the question and gave an answer that raised Asil's concerns: You talk too much kid! You'll know where we're going soon, and be sure they will tell you, very well, exactly what this place is."

Asil did not like the 'very well' part of the middle-aged man's words but continued to follow the man as there was not much he could do.

Three minutes later, darkness had largely passed as they entered a corridor that was filled with torches placed on either side at intervals of about fifteen meters. However, the screams were increased and the light began to show dried blood stains on the walls of the hall.

After walking for another two minutes, they came to a huge hall with hundreds of cells whose entrances had been sealed off by a kind of steel railing. In some of these cells, there were people on their faces who felt death approaching and did not react when they saw Asil, and in others, there were people on their faces who instantly grew a disgusting smile and looked at Asil as if they were looking at an object that gave them pleasure.

When Asil and the middle-aged man entered the huge hall where the cells were, disgusting words began to come from the surrounding cells.

"Hmm, is he a little boy? Hahahaha, it looks like I'm going to sleep in delight tonight!"

"Is it a boy this time? Hahaha, whose property will he be?"

"Hahaha, kid, come here, this daddy's gonna show you something fun!"

Asil thought he should definitely run when he heard these disgusting words, but as he was about to escape, his body did not listen to his orders and stood where it was.

The middle-aged man looked at the Asil, whose face was filled with anxiety, and spoke alongside an awkward smile: "Don't try to run away in vain, son. This hall is protected by a formation, and their bodies are stiffened when those inside think of escaping. Where are you trying to go anyway? Weren't you wondering where we were going? This is where we were going, your new home! Your Cellmate will tell you nicely what this place is like and what you will be doing here."

"Am I going to go into one of these cells? And there'll be someone else in my cell? Even the weakest one here would be in the elementary profound realm! If I go into the same cell with one of them, he can do whatever he wants to me, and since there's nowhere I can escape, there's no way I can escape from him. Shit! Was I wrong to trust the Skinny Man? Damn it, damn it!"

When Asil was immersed in thoughts, the middle-aged man held his motionless body and brought him to the front of the cell at the far end of the Hall. When they arrived there, the middle-aged man sternly looked at the old man in the cell, who was looking at him with a harsh expression, with white hair and beards, bones visible from weakness, brown eyes, tattered clothes, and sat cross-legged:

"Hey, pops, I brought you a cellmate. The person who delivered him wanted a top-tier education, and you're the best fit for it here. I hope you'll tell him nicely what this place is and what he's going to do here."

The middle-aged man waited for a while after speaking, but when there was no reply from the old man, he gave a cold breath through his nose and then made some movements with his hands. When these movements were over, an entrance appeared in the cell, which was completely enclosed by railings and had no entrance before.

As this entrance appeared, the middle-aged man looked at Asil, whose face was covered by anxiety and fear, with an odd smile and spoke before tossing him into the cell: "This is your new home kid. You will stay here until you have the qualifications to leave. Your cellmate is the oldest person around. My advice to you is to try to get along with him, hahaha."

After Asil was tossed into the cell, the middle-aged man returned and quickly left the hall swiftly. Time moved like the clappers and it had been about ten minutes since Asil got inside the cell. In those ten minutes, initially, the disgusting words came from the other cells, but after about five minutes, those words were over as if the speakers were tired. But within ten minutes the old man in Asil's cell neither spoke nor looked at him. He was just sitting cross-legged and looking outside.

Twenty minutes later, Asil was getting hungry. Even though he had taken a bread with him when he left the house, he was considering whether it was right to take the bread out in such a situation. After all, he was living in a cell with an old man he did not know, who looked absolutely hungry. If he took out the bread, the old man, who had not looked at him before, could take his bread and even attack Asil to see if there was more.

After hesitating for a while, Asil made up his mind and took out the bread from his dress. As soon as the bread came out, those who were inside the other cells in the hall looked towards Asil as if they were looking at a delicious meal, they saw the bread instantly and shouted in excitement with their expanding eyes:

"Aaaaah, this kid's got something to eat! Kid, throw that bread here! If you do that, I'll make you my man!"

"Boy, don't listen to him! He's weak! If you throw that bread in here, I'll send some of my men to have fun when you get bored at night!"

"Hahaha, you offer nice things, but I think you've forgotten that this boy is in his cell! That's the old man's cell! Do you really think we can get that bread?"

"Hmm, that's right. Come on, let's make a bet. The bet will be as usual. We're going to put our guys on the line and the winners are going to get the losers ' guys. So, what do you think pops is going to eat? Bread? Or the kid? Or both?"

After hearing the disgusting words and the equally disgusting bet, he looked at the Old Man with concerned eyes and watched his reaction.

The bets went on for a while, and as soon as the old man turned his head and looked at the Asil, all the talk stopped. Now the Asil and the people in the other cells were watching carefully what the old man would do...