My Cell Prison - Chapter 27

Chapter 27: Chapter 27 – Returnee

Translator: Exodus Tales

Editor: Exodus Tales

Chenli was already a permanent helper to Han Dong after she accepted being contained within the Prison. Giving the chance to become stronger to her would also be considered as indirectly strengthening Prison, and that also enhances Han Dong’s overall strength.

After all, Chenli could be called from his Portable Prison whenever, following him closely like a shadow.

Chenli was a little nonplussed when she was handed the Holy Grail, but because of the relationship the two shared, she did not suspect a thing of Han Dong… To a certain degree, Han Dong could be considered to be her master.

The effect was instant after she imbibed the liquid within the Holy Grail.

A thick air of evil resentment came seeping out of Chenli’s pores… Even her hair was floating in the yin energy that she was giving off.

Strands after strands of sinister dark veins spread across Chenli’s arm, while the sound of bones cracking could be heard. Several minutes passed by and when Chenli opened her eyes again, the murderous intent she exuded was far more intense than before.

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Cultivation of Evil has been successful. The detainee [Accursed Chenli]’s combat rating has increased to: D-

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“Chenli, you’ve gotten stronger!!”

“Yes… Thank you.”

Chenli could feel the changes to her body and had the urge to hug Han Dong… But she also considered what would stop her from doing so.

“You’re welcome. There’s still plenty of things that I would need your help with from here onward, but for the time being, wait till I’ve returned back to the world on the other side. When the time comes, I’ll find some way to get you some food and occasionally give you the chance to come out and stretch your legs.”

“Okay.”

The two were still not particularly close to each other, and Han Dong was originally the sort of person who did not really understand how to be social… Now that their cooperation had ended, they were momentarily at a loss over what to say.

To this end, the Novice Space of Destiny scenario had ended.

Han Dong heard his ears ring and when he next opened his eyes, he realized that he had returned to the familiar Parade Square.

However, compared to the thousands that had gathered there in the square the last time, Han Dong was the only one there right now.

Because every scenario had different time limits, different returnees would most likely appear at different times.

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“A returnee! There’s a new returnee…”

The public was restricted from entering the square, so all the commoners could only vaguely make out Han Dong’s sudden appearance there. Before anybody could even make out how Han Dong looked, a soft leather mask was immediately placed over his face so as to keep his identity hidden.

“Mount the horse!”

Han Dong lifted his head to look and saw it was actually a member of the Black Rose Cavalry Brigade that had given him a mask to wear.

It was just that Han Dong’s skinny figure was completely incapable of climbing up to the horse’s back that was around his height… His two thin arms tried to pull himself up several times, but both his feet never once left the ground.

Even though the cavalier was wearing a mask, it was rather apparent that he was somewhat irate over this, so he grabbed a hold of Han Dong’s linen collar and easily pulled him up… The half remodeled metallic horse galloped off, and the pair was off heading toward the deeper parts of the Holy City.

Wherever the black and gold horse went past, the pedestrians would all slightly lower their heads, looking upon the cavalier with a look of admiration… While looking at Han Dong with an envious eye.

It was apparent to everyone that the youth the cavalier was escorting was a returnee who had survived the Space of Destiny this round.

“Are we out of the residential quarters?”

After the horse crossed over a river in the inner parts of the city and a guard post, they reached an empty and open street.

This street was different from the narrow and filthy streets in the Commoner’s District. 

The open street here was well paved and had quality marble embedded into it.

Every fifty meters on both sides of the street would have a kerosene fueled street lamp, and various exquisite patterns were engraved on the brass lamp posts.

On the right side of the street was an inner city river that was at least 100 meters wide, with several steam-powered ships chugging along the river, most of them responsible for transporting cargo and each ship having giant insignias carved on their hulls to represent the ‘unit’ that they belonged to.

 On the left was a dark stonewall that was approximately eight meters high.

Han Dong could vaguely make out a sort of transparent yet colorful group of lines that would occasionally shimmer on the surface of the stonewall, looking as if there was no way of getting near it easily.

The length of the wall ran along with the street, and he was unable to see an end to it when he looked out over in the distance.

Han Dong did not ask about their destination, since nothing would change even if he did anyway; all that was required of him now was to follow the cavalier to the end.

All of a sudden, the black horse stopped. The cavalier grabbed a hold of Han Dong and dismounted off the horse with him as they both stood in front of the stonewall.

As the cavalier extended his hand to touch the stonewall, Han Dong witnessed something remarkable… The moment his palm touched the rocky exterior, the wall in front of them transformed into an iron door, and it was unknown where it led toward.

The cavalier gave Han Dong a glare through his goggles and signaled for Han Dong to hurry up after him. Han Dong could not back away. He did not have the choice.

He walked for about three kilometers or so through a dark passageway, which was nothing to Han Dong since the man had spent seven years just looking for the perfect body in his cell state. 

There was a similar iron door at the end of it, and he instantly stepped into a spacious and warm room.

The fire in the fireplace dissipated the chill Han Dong was feeling in him, as on the wall around him hung all sorts of metallic decoration, and right in front of him was a black and long wooden table with brass-trim.

Inside were seated three ‘elders’ with different attires and looks, each of them observing the frail looking youth with distinct expressions.

One of them was a Knight, but he was different from those he saw from the Black Rose Cavalry Brigade, wearing a suit of white and shiny light armor. 

Not wearing any sort of mask, his striking caucasian features and elegant, long flowing blond hair gave Han Dong the instant impression of the iconic Templar Knights from the West.

This good looking Knight was the youngest out of the three, but he looked to be no older than 40 years old.

Sitting in the middle of the three was a red robed Mage that was holding onto a metallic magic staff. But he was actually much bigger in stature than the Knight that was seated next to him, his well defined muscles hidden beneath his robes, while at the same time blessed with a thick and bushy beard… He was basically like a game character that had chosen a Barbarian race that had a distinct advantage when it came to raw physical strength, yet had been erroneously been gifted with a Mage’s talent.

Han Dong reckoned that the power of this person’s Physical Magic might be stronger than his Elemental Magic.

The third elder was a middle-aged woman dressed in holy garbs. A stripe of red cloth ran down her white clothes, which symbolized her high status within the clergy.

At the same time, she had a pair of eyes that shone with clarity, giving off an approachable and comforting sensation to anyone near her.

It looked like this woman was the most approachable out of the three.

“This is the first time I’ve seen someone with such a frail physical constitution who has become a returnee… However, congratulations are still in order, Nicholas Valen. To be able to rise from your commoner status is commendable.”

After the bushy bearded Mage had finished his critique, he asked, “Please tell us the Destiny Scenario that you’ve managed to clear, including the event type, difficulty, and requirements as well as the final reward you received, all in detail. There’s no need to worry about time; you’ll be saving us more time the more details you get into! You’ll also be able to get a more accurate Apprenticeship Evaluation thusly as well.”

 “Can I first ask… What is this for?” Han Dong needed to understand his current situation and the purpose of the other party before he could give them an appropriate answer.

“All returnees will go through a basic questioning. After recording down what you’ve experienced, we’ll then give you the title of an Apprentice Knight in accordance to your circumstances, before we send you over to The National Royal Knights Academy for specialized training. In order to make preparations for the next Space of Destiny! Give your all for humanity’s survival!”