I'm the King Of Technology

"Ezenia..."

Alpantio choked on his voice, looking at her reassuringly. "Good girl... everything will be alright."

Alpantio felt a pang in his heart seeing tears trickle down her cheeks.

He thought she was sad because of his pitiful state, not knowing Ezenia was sad that she placed her trust in such a worthless old man!

'Old fool! Can't you do anything right?'

The separation made her forget all the many things he did for her growing up till now.

Henry sneered, seeing their little interaction.

Seeing her broken-down look, he knew she would be more obedient on the road knowing her so-called helper was kept in the palace under investigation.

Hehehehehehehe~

It was good to see her crumble after knowing all the headaches she gave everyone.

With a flick of his hand, he commanded. "Take her away!"

Boom!

The realization struck Ezenia when the words exuded in her ears.

"No! No! No!... I can't do this to myself! Get your filthy hands off me! I am a Deifer! A noble Deifer! You can't do this to me!"

Taking her off her wheelchair, the group began her true prison experience, lifting her and dragging her away.

"Grandfather! Grandfather! Save me! Save me!"

"Bastards! You let her go now! Let her go! You're making her injuries worse!"

Alpantio and Ezenia's voices flooded the scene, each side looking at one another desperately.

Ezenia was especially frightened, knowing that once she entered Baymardian prison, escaping would be harder than anything else.

They will need to come with the cavalry to free her!

And so far, she wasn't even a true ToEP member since they hadn't fulfilled her wish of saving Ulrich yet.

So how will they send thousands and thousands of elite men for her sake?

They told her to stay put, saying headquarters had something planned for Baymard. And only then will they free Ulrich.

Their words were clear and precise, but she couldn't accept it, choosing to take matters into her own hands.

Now look at where it has gotten her.

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Regret was the one thing he felt the most knowing that if she had just been patient enough, it would have been she who stepped on Henry, stomping him hard to the ground until his eyeballs popped.

Another regret she felt was putting all her fucking eggs in 1 basket.

She should not have only relied on her Grandfather for rescue.

Although her soon-to-be mother-in-law (Ulrich's mother), has long been dissatisfied with her failure to keep her promises, Ezenia felt she should've reached out to her for help, sending a message during the few times her grandfather's people visited her during confinement.

But what Ezenia didn't know was that even if she did ask for help, Ulrich's mother would act like she hadn't seen the secret note, not bothering to send her a helping hand.

Heh.

You must be joking.

So many years have passed since her baby was sent to Baymard. So many years and Ezenia hasn't fulfilled any promises of getting him out.

So now that Ezenia is backed into a corner, why should she spend any resources or money on rescuing the useless trash

Why not use those same resources to get her baby, Ulrich out?

Of course, throughout these years, she has also sent in several Pyno assassins, scouts, and killers to get her baby out.

But what she didn't expect was that the Baymardian prison would be so heavily guarded by all UN empires that it made it too tricky to safely extract her son.

The assassin might succeed in breaking into the place, but extracting her son successfully seems to be the tricky part.

Till now, no one can honestly describe what the true prison layout is.

This wasn't a joke.

Many Assassin guilds have purposefully sent their men in there, to get locked up and treated like common criminals.

Yes.

They purposefully allowed themselves to get caught so they could be sent as undercover criminals there, gathering as much information as they could.

Yet, till now no one knows the true layout or floor plans for the place.

At least the only knowledge they know is who is in whose gang and who the top dogs in prison are.

Honestly, the information sent out was too crazy and bizarre because Baymardian's prisons were truly one of a kind.

Prisons in this era kept their prisoners chained to walls 24/7, allowing them only a few feet of walking distance in their cells.

What's more, they poop in buckets and eat in the same place all the time.

Although some neighboring prisoners could talk to each other behind their cells, it was impossible to know things outside the little bubble around their cells.

Sometimes, up to 20 people could get locked up in the same cell depending on how massive the cell was.

So at least, they would be able to keep each other company, making new alliances and new enemies for themselves.

However, basic prison life kept people in this era in true solidarity.

But Baymard's prison system didn't.

There, it was like a whole new world, one that hardcore prisoners might truly love and never want to let go of.

This isn't a joke.

In there, there are gangs, cliques, rules, and all sorts of undercurrent drama occurring day by day that is bound to keep one up almost every night.

Baymardian person was a very peculiar thing.

It could either break you so fast you change for good in a blink of an eye, or make you tougher and more resistant to the outside world.

Understand that although several prisoners reformed, choosing the path of great change, there were many who felt at peace in prison, slowly finding they never wished to leave anymore.

Think about it.

They have built their reputation as Kings in this crazy underworld prison society.

They climbed to higher echelon positions here after building themselves up from the ground floor.

And now, you tell them to drop everything and live an honest life in Baymard under supervision and community service duties for several more years before they will be allowed to leave Baymard for good and you expect them to do it?

No way!

They just can't do it!