Talentless Extra Of The Legendary Hero Academy-Chapter 162: Ghost mode

Severin knew why Miret didn’t let them go, especially him, even though he needed the secret for his bones.

It was because he is a ghost.

With his power, he could call the spirit of the recently dead to question and they would be compelled by his talent to answer. The only catch was that Miret must not be the one to kill the person.

He can’t call the ghost that he killed.

’..he want the team fight to kill me so that he could call my ghost to ask me what I know..not bad, Miret, not bad..’

Even with the black iron dome above them, everything was still a bit bright and they could see well enough.

"This place is like a maze. A giant maze. Be careful if you walk alone here. The prisoners don’t have any problems attacking those who are weaker than them."

"The prisoners? Are they not in their prisons?" Celia asked, looking around them with wide eyes.

The streets were silent, too silent. There were no other sounds apart from their own footsteps and voices.

Miret laughed. "This is their prison. Everything under the dome is their prison and they can walk and do what they like as long as they don’t get overboard. freёnovelkiss.com

"The reason there’s nobody here is because I live nearby. I guess nobody wants to live so close to a warden." Miret offered an amused smile.

Severin had to admire Miret’s way of doing things. Although it also has to do with his talent. He wanted Severin’s ghost but he couldn’t kill him and since he wanted the information he could provide, then he couldn’t just kill him by himself.

In a way, Miret had learned to be patient to get what he wanted and it was also one of the reasons he came himself instead of sending someone to bring Severin or his dead body.

Severin took a lot of gambles.

If Miret had sent someone else other than him, then Head Instructor Darius Faulkner would have killed them. In that way, he would have been forced to use his plan B...or was it C?

Either way, Miret valued his bones and the link enough that he came.

But there was still one thing that Severin was wary of.

Why didn’t Miret just send an assassin to end him immediately they touched down in Isolde Dusk? Was that part of his talent too? Would that be considered as direct as having a hand in his death and thus nullify his ability of summoning ghosts?

It was a big error in Severin’s plan that he knew might bring everything he had planned crashing to the ground. But he still went on with it anyway because of a thin thread.

Miret would want to investigate what Darius Faulkner, a high-level agent, wanted with Severin Reignhart before making any moves.

But Severin had underestimated Miret’s desperation in getting his hands on what he wanted.

Right now, Severin was still at the edge of a knife.

He didn’t like it.

He studied Miret as they walked. ’..Miret don’t see me as an equal that he needed to negotiate with...he has the power so he saw me as a tool and to change that I need to level the playing ground...I need him to see me alive and getting what I want as the only link of getting information from me...not my ghost..’

And Severin just knew what to do to achieve his goal.

Miret continued to lead them and soon they began to see the prisoners as they passed more houses.

The prisoners...are just like normal people.

They moved out from the houses they built and did things. Some went to farms or to fish or to sell and eat. To drink and do things.

They have markets and inns.

Some have animals and..wait..was that a couple with children?

Julius adjusted his glasses. "I don’t understand. Is this not supposed to be a prison? This is just like an extremely poor village."

His voice was so loud that everyone around them turned with narrowed eyes and hateful stares. It must be Miret among them that stopped them from doing anything strange.

Miret chuckled. "As defined by the Empire, a prison is a place or institution where people are held against their will, especially for long-term confinement, as of those convicted of serious crimes or otherwise considered undesirable by the law.

"They don’t have a will of their own and everyone here is considered high risk."

Severin shook his head and said to Julius, "It’s not that simple. Everyone here is branded and they are on death mode. You might not know this but a lot of prisoners here are just like animals that are used by the Empire.

"The nobles can borrow them to work in dangerous places that even the lowest workers refuse to go. And the army forms their suicide squad from here. They have no rights or dignity."

Their eyes widened and they looked around them with a new look. What seemed like free independent prisoners now looked depressed and pathetic.

"What do you mean by death mode? And why do you know so much about this place?" Ethan asked.

Miret raised his brows. He wanted to know how Severin knew so much as well. "Go on. Tell us."

"Death mode is a process. The prisoners are given a poison of sort to eat and it’ll kill them if they escape or step out of Isolde Dusk without permission. Also, they could be killed anytime through that."

They shuddered while Miret’s eyes glittered. "A poison of sort?"

Severin shrugged. "Alright. It’s not a poison. It’s something created by Lord Miret, using the soul of the dead. They put it inside the prisoners and it’s used to monitor them and then kill them at will. This is the influence that Lord Miret has on Isolde Dusk."

Almost as one, the team gave the Isolde Dusk guardian a few spaces between them.

For Lord Miret though, he was looking at Severin with a strange light in his eyes. ’..how did he know all of this..’

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Author’s note.

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