CH 24.1

Rumdrax fiddled with the smooth pebble.

A person wanted to contact him, who was detained in prison.

‘Who?’

Rumdrax did not let his guard down and dropped the small pebble outside.

He took a risk because it was late at night, and it wasn’t time for the guard to walk around.

It was as Rumdrax expected. There was no sound of a pebble rolling on the floor.

‘You’ve been waiting for my reaction.’

He didn’t know who it was, but someone outside was waiting for Rumdrax to respond. And not a guard, on top of that.

As he said earlier, it wasn’t the time for the guard to walk around, and the guard couldn’t be guarding the floor window of Rumdrax’s cell.

Rumdrax crouched down on the floor. Then a letter suddenly came in.

“I will come back tomorrow.”

The unidentified person disappeared after leaving the letter.

Rumdrax looked closely at the window to confirm the person’s identity who delivered the letter, but it was meaningless.

Rumdrax could only see what was right in front of him through the floor window.

Rumdrax touched the letter with his feet. The appearance of the letter was normal. With such a letter in front of him, he thought for a while whether to see if the letter was for him or not.

He had a lot of enemies. Some of the enemies did not even want to share the world’s air with.

‘In one word, they want to kill me.’

There were also people who not only thought of such dangerous thoughts but also tried to execute their plan on him.

Several times, assassins hunted Rumdrax and went after him to the prison. Therefore, Rumdrax suspected whether it was another scheme to assassinate him.

‘No, if that person were an assassin, they would have just killed me just now.’

They could have just killed him when only two of them remained as they had managed to sneak into the Fire Prison with difficulty.

Yet, the unidentified person returned in perfect condition for the assassination attempt.

‘It’s not an assassination attempt.’

If so, there was no need for him to hesitate to open the letter.

Rumdrax opened the letter.

‘Uh… I can’t see anything!’

Fire Prison during the night was so dark as moonlight couldn’t even pierce through any gap. It was always dark, but tonight was especially dark.

This was because the torches in the hallway that used to be turned on were turned off.

Rumdrax had no option but waited for the morning. He quickly fell asleep comfortably.

Even if he stayed up all night wondering about the contents of the letter, he could make a quick choice as long as there was no number involved.

On the next day, he opened his eyes as soon as he heard the sound of a torch burning.

Rumdrax opened the floor window and read the letter relying on the dim light. The letter was like a dance of courtship for Rumdrax. It was very tempting.

It was a bait that Rumdrax had no choice but to bite.

He waited for the one who visited him last night to come. The long wait only ended the next night.

Tap, tap.

Slide.

A pebble rolled in again.

It felt like some kind of the opportunity to speak given on the verge of dying. A question was heard when he picked up the stone and threw it outside.

“What’s your answer?”

“Whatever you wish to hear.”

Then a letter came in. It was a much thinner letter than last time.

The letter briefly stated the date and time and what Rumdrax had to do. What the letter meant was clear.

Someone would get Rumdrax out of Fire Prison.

A smirk crept to his face, and he laughed.

“Can I ask you a question?”

He didn’t hear the footsteps, so he asked so.

“No.”

All he got was a cold refusal in return. Rumdrax stretched out the letter, turning it over insignificantly.

‘I don’t know who sent this, but I’m thankful.’

Help always came with a price. It was Rumdrax who would typically ask what the other wanted.

However, Rumdrax, who had been in prison for a year, missed the outside air very much. He had no choice but to say that he would do anything to get it out of here.

‘That’s why let’s go out of here first. Negotiation comes next.’

Rumdrax read the letter, tore it into small pieces, and put it in his mouth.

He had no choice but to destroy the evidence.

Rumdrax chewed and swallowed the things in his mouth very skillfully. The luxury paper and ink tasted better than moldy bread distributed in this prison.

‘Who is the crazy guy trying to get me out?’

Rumdrax, who finished destroying the evidence neatly, finished with a burp and laid flat on the bed. He naturally thought about the owner of the letter.

If they got caught trying to get him out of prison, they would be at a loss. So what was their reason to take risks to get him out of here?

‘It means that I have something to offer.’

Was it a leader of a giant thief guild? Or the head of dark wizards? Or the King of the country who needed spies desperately?

Anyway, he didn’t think they were mentally sane. Rumdrax’s heart beat fast.

‘I’ll do anything for them.’

Anyone would become a pushover if he were stuck in prison like Rumdrax. However, he was happy to find a new means to regain his reputation.