513 141. Falling (6).
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Underground prison, the lowest level.
Two days have passed since Joshua was trapped here.
The limbs are tied to the wall, and the pupils of the eyes are out of focus.
You can’t even bite your tongue with your muzzle on it.
‘It can’t end like this…’….’
But what should I do?
The tied limbs were iron-stained like the nanny who served the backup jockey, and the knights they believed were not themselves but their mother’s.
The brothers, who had been as close as Mu and Ann, had no power to save themselves, nor did the senate.
You can’t even hope for the hounds you’ve raised outside your family.
There is no way that they could break through this underground prison, and in the first place, their hounds had no terrible blind loyalty like the children of Taichung.
The hounds will lose their centripetal point and collapse.
Now that he has fallen, the other riders closest to the throne.
Luntia, Dipus, Mary, and Jean. There may be some possibility if they petition in person, but that’s never going to happen.
Even if the father in the Black Sea knew about this, the mother’s order would not be withdrawn.
As such, it was impossible to eat and die.
The underground prison in Looncandel is not a place where it exists to kill prisoners.
Whether the target is a human being, a dragon or a horse, whatever else. The purpose was to keep the prisoner in complete solitude until the end of his life.
If you refuse to eat, you are forced to eat, and you cannot even attempt suicide.
Even the prophet cannot get himself out of here.
‘I can’t do anything. You can’t rely on anything.’
Only one thing, if you hope.
A heartless mother, pushing herself into this very hell.
It was the only means of getting back to the ground.
From afar came the opening of the entrance to the lowest floor.
Joshua fixed his hazy eyes and looked at the closed door.
With the hope that when that door opens, your mother will come in.
It was long after the door to Joshua’s prison opened.
« What does it look like, a second-term…… Oh, now you’re not a rider. »
An old serpentine voice.
It was Jorden Looncandel.
He gagged Joshua and kicked his tongue.
« How does it feel to be down? »
« Head of the Black Prosecutor’s Office… »
« Don’t look at me like that. I didn’t come here to laugh. »
Jordan then released Joshua’s limbs tied to the wall.
« I’m not in custody either, but I’m in a similar position as you. »
« What does that mean? »
« I’ve lost both my hands and feet. I wasn’t publicly disgraced like you, but my pride was crushed to the ground. Dear acting housekeeper. »
A unit of the black sword, especially a family of strong men, among the elders.
Jorden was no longer their head.
Although he still holds the position of chairman of the Black Prosecutor’s Office, his command was completely transferred to Rosa.
Of course, all the troops of the original family are in the hands of the patriarch and the acting governor, but under no circumstances can Gorden move the Black Sword personally.
It was because of the deportation case.
« Me too, you too. I was beaten by a jockey.”
« I. »
« Do you want to say that your presence here is not the result of your defeat to the Twelve Horsemen, but because of the acting Cage? »
Joshua could not answer.
« Just admit it. We lost. That’s perfect.”
« ……what are you planning to do with the Black Attorney General? »
« Fortunately, the neck is still attached, so let’s try next time. You’re asking the obvious. And… …don’t you either? »
« You’re welcome. … As far as I know, the chief prosecutor has never experienced a crash like this. Being treated like a bug by my father and surviving pitifully? To gnaw at oneself with a vain desire to end up as a housekeeper? Losing a black check? None of them can be compared to the cold floor of this dungeon. »
Pissy, Jorden smiled.
« You might think so. For kids like you. »
« Bam, you said you didn’t come here to laugh. After all, you must have mastered the loser at the bottom.”
« No, I came because I envied you. »
« What? »
« The acting governor will come to you soon. »
Joshua’s eyes grew bigger.
It was only now that I could see the meaning of what Jorden had just said.
« If you show your mother no more than a bug, as you do to me now, then it may be over. I came in advance because I was worried that it would happen. »
« Did your mother say she was looking for me? »
« Mother, mother, mother. You’re really basically a baby. It’s humiliating to use the same last name. I didn’t have a mother like you. Besides, my competitor was not a 12th grader, but a jockey, Ciron Looncandel. Once I fell, I’ve had years that I can’t come back to the ground again. »
There was a bitter smile at the mouth of Jorden.
« It’s time for you to bear the weight. When I come back to the world after finishing my training in the closure……I wish I could see you flung off your delicate skin.”
« Closed training? Do you believe you can turn the tables on that now? »
« It’s overwhelming that anyone can’t help but follow in the end. I, too, turned away from the fact for too long under the pretext of the shadow your father cast. »
Gorden turning around.
« It’s up to you to turn hell into a kennel. This isn’t as a black-and-white chief, it’s as a pawn. »
Jorden got out of the dungeon.
And while climbing the stairs, I ran into Rosa, who was descending into the basement.
« Actress of housekeeping. »
« You didn’t come down to look at the ghosts of the underground prison. Did you meet Joshua? »
« Yes. »
« You did a good job.”
« Since your parents are ill-tempered, you should be warm to them. »
« You lost everything, so you regained your confidence? He’s very arrogant. »
« I just remembered the essence of the family I was forgetting. »
« If many hadn’t forgotten from the moment on, today’s Looncandel would never have been so precarious. »
« And the acting governor of Gaza has not become dull either. »
As if it were plastic, Rosa smiled sizzlingly.
« The words of the powerless are just grumbling. If you want to scratch my mood, let alone my sword and body. Prove it. I mean, complete your low-grade sword. That’s why I left my neck.”
A short period of time for Rosa to pass Gorden and enter the bottom floor.
Joshua was just recalling what Jorden had said, and what black knight Jane had shown before her death.
I hope I can be a lesson to you now.
Jane’s will and a visit to the black prosecutor’s office.
They couldn’t change the nature of the character Joshua Looncandel in a moment.
It’s just a hot topic.
When Rosa entered, Joshua fixed his posture.
« You’re here, acting Cage. »
Rosa suddenly thrust a frenzied blade into his right shoulder.
« Uh… »!
The flesh was divided and the blood shot up.
The light and fast-wielding sword then left a cut on Joshua’s left shoulder.
Fear came again.
Fear of parents, never overcome.
A new fear that a mother’s indiscriminate attack, which seemed never to let go of herself, combed.
« You’re saying you’ve wasted your strength, but you can’t even respond to a sword like this? It was at a rate that even higher cadres could avoid.”
« Go, acting Cage……!”
« Yes, but now you don’t dare call me a mother. And that’s it? Your sisters and brothers, those children who are incomparably superior to you, would have avoided. »
The frenzy that was shaken again cut Joshua’s chest this time.
The depth of the blade was never shallow.
« Gasp! »
« No, was it just about avoiding? Luntia, Dipus Mary, Jean! The children wouldn’t scream like you, but they would have tried a counterattack with their eyes open. Whatever the reason, whoever did wrong, was stabbed once! »
« And if it were Luna, she’d take the frenzy and point my neck at the station. Wouldn’t she be able to do that after losing her strength? So why didn’t Siron and I feel so sorry?”
It was nothing really to be stabbed and cut, a terrible pain that was trashing Joshua.
It would be no more painful than throwing my body into a fire pit.
The pain of comparison and inferiority was really nothing to compare.
« Argh! What the hell do you want me to do! »
Joshua, rushing at random, had his jaw turned, and his sternum was destroyed.
It wasn’t a counterattack, it was an outburst.
« Kuck, Kuck. »
« Why can’t you do that? You, the child of prophecy, say, why couldn’t you? »
For the first time in his life, Joshua blamed his mother.
« You… …have me…… I raised him like this. »
« I don’t remember raising you like that. »
« You’re right, you raised me like this! »
« No, I didn’t raise you that way. »
« And isn’t it you who gave birth to me like this? Luna, Luntia, Dipus, Mary, Jean! They’ve given me as much talent as they have. It’s all your work……!”
« Skills? Yeah, I’ll admit Luna. But do you think the rest of the kids are really more talented than you and have you here? You just didn’t fight as much as they did. You’ve given me so many chances…… ah. Now you’ll say that those opportunities were poison, right? »
Rosa gave a false laugh.
Joshua was shivering forward, falling.
He wanted to rise again, but his body, cut and stabbed mercilessly in the frenzy, wouldn’t listen.
« He also admits. Now that I see it, the opportunities I’ve given you over the last few decades are poisonous. I didn’t think it would be enough to feed. If you knew you had to chew instead, maybe you weren’t here right now. »
« That’s… …what…… Sound. »
« That day in the Sota desert, on that important mission…… did you really think I would have sent only two of you riders and two black knights? »