I Met the Male Lead in Prison

Chapter 55 – Don’t you feel uncomfortable changing all of a sudden? (2)

Translator: SKAIS Editor: SKAIS

The moment I heard it, I stepped back. It was almost an instinctive action. And fortunately, because of a bit of unusual luck, I was able to escape quickly, perhaps due to his carelessness.

I turned around, opened the cage, and got out. The chain was clanging so hard that I’m afraid it could be heard from the outside.

I knew it was because Ricdorian wanted me to get back, but I decided to leave him behind that iron gate without looking back.

I didn’t forget to lock the iron door although I was in a hurry, and my mind was still thinking about what happened. Above all, I should no longer make mistakes that would harm him in the end. I learned my lesson.

However, my mind was still messed up like all of my thoughts had been merged by a blender.

Regardless of this, I have to go back to my cell.

That’s right, I should go back and lie down and sleep tight. Then, forget about what happened tonight as fast as I can.

However, I decided to lean my back against the wall and took a breath first instead of going up the stairs. Then I thought that my decision to visit Ridorian wasn’t a bad idea after all.

But I kept remembering it.. The thing that just happened.

Ugh! So much happened tonight.

Oh my gosh, I need to think of good thoughts and good life angles again right now.

But at this point, I thought there might be a problem with the male lead’s behavior that causes him to do things sensually. However, I pondered more on it and told myself that such things could not be blamed on the curse and torture victim, who had a very different mindset from evil criminals.

After thinking for a moment, I took my back off the wall. Now, all I have to do is get out of this underground cell safely.

All set, the magic of transparency was now applied, and then I climbed up the stairs. I should practice myself never to leave any trace amidst my chaotic mind.

Maybe I should get out of prison and get a job as a spy or an undercover agent. I guess that’s a good plan.

But

“…no.”

I should get out of this prison and live somewhere else where I wouldn’t be caught up in the dispute between the two families. Yeah, I’m going to live far away, peacefully and happily.

Although I don’t know how this new world I’m in works, I am not a criminal, and I think I don’t have any disadvantages in searching for a job.

I deliberately thought about those and sighed heavily.

“…Is there anyone?”

When I listened, I could not feel any signs of people near the basement entrance. Maybe I was right. It was time to shift guards now.

All right. I was wondering if I should wait for a little, but I guess it’s all good now.

I poked my head out every time to check if there was no one in the hallway. But only the halls, torched by the light of dawn, which already seemed to be nearing morning, welcomed me.

I checked thoroughly before I walked out. Then, I strode silently as I could, taking small steps.

…I should go back to my cell like this.

Somehow it was a long night. I breathed out a little and closed my lips tightly. It was when I took a step further.

Step.

I heard footsteps approaching from around the corner, not in front but behind me.

I wanted to look back, but I stopped because I thought I would make a noise. And at this moment, the sound of footsteps was getting closer from a distance.

No, the pace was so relaxed and fast that it seemed to be getting closer quickly.

…what should I do? Should I move fast, or should I wait for him to pass me by?

Either way, standing in the middle is a bad thing. And for some reason, I couldn’t move my body comfortably.

It was because I was nervous about the heavy sound of footsteps that I could hardly hear. Yes, I already had the experience of walking through the corridors at night a few times, but I felt it with my whole body that the footsteps I was hearing were different from those I knew.

This one gave me shivers to the core.

Step.

The sound of footsteps kept on getting closer. No, I need to stay out of here first.

To the edge! I could go to the side leading to the garden stairs!

Ding-ding-ding.

I felt like there was a bell in my head, like a warning that I shouldn’t look back and shouldn’t do it.

Right now, I felt as if I had become a minstrel who had gone to the underworld to rescue my mythical wife. Who was warned that everything would go down the drain the moment he looked back.

It’s best to follow that warning and never look back.

The sound of footsteps approaching the braille stopped.

Iana, don’t look back. Please, do not look back.

I mumbled, but eventually, I gave up and looked back.

Swoosh.

The wind blew, and the long brown hair swung in the air before my eyes. My cloak was swaying as well because of the wind, but he would not see me because I had used magic.

… I’m sure he won’t.

But a pair of golden eyes were looking precisely at me. No. It didn’t take a single second for that sharp but soft-looking eye to turn toward me.

Long limbs and hard shoulders. The slim silhouette was like a Mowgli jaguar dyed by this dawn light.

My eyes widened in shock.

It was Lenag.

He looked at me and slowly opened his lips. With a smile, he lifted his lips, acting like he was a good person.

“The walk, was it fun, Lady?”

I was stiff, and the numerous thoughts that came to mind were erased and were replaced by a new one. I thought of it over and over again.

Why, how? How?

It was ridiculous.

I held my breath and didn’t budge. Slowly, I put my eyes down.

No, maybe he’s just trying to talk. Not Yet.

His eyes were now fixated on my clothing’s sleeve, on my wrist to be exact, where the bracelet was placed but was covered by the cloak I am wearing.

The sorcerer of the Hel estate. The face of Jair, the closest aide to the future Ricdorian, passed by in my mind.

Apparently, he told me he put transparent magic on this bracelet. And that’s what I used to sneak into the cell of Ricdorian.

However, I’ve been grazed by a guard that was resting on the stairs the first time I used the magic, but they didn’t recognize me.

Would that mean that the magic of the bracelet was broken now? If that’s the case, I would have been recognized by the senior knight who was patrolling on the basement stairs.

Furthermore, as evidence, this magic could erase even the shadows. And as of now, I had no shadow.

…so, there’s no way Jair’s magic was flawed. It couldn’t possibly fail. I bet on that! And never would there be a chance that someone would catch me as long as I’m under Jair’s magic.

Am I right? Or not.