Today, the women's prison was restless. Red blood dripped onto the floor. Although the cleaning staff had cleaned up the blood, the bloody scene that was left in the prisoners' minds would not be erased. Instead, it would immediately spread among the prisoners.
The prison guard who had his neck slit had been carried away a few hours ago. The bloody scene would have caused screams in other places. However, this was the Vile Valley. The female prisoners only wanted to know what had happened.
"The one who was taken away was a prison guard, right? What happened? Did he just get his neck slit?"
"He must have been killed. Who could be so fierce?
They did it directly in the prison. "
"It must be those prisoners on death row. They wanted to drag the prison guard down with them before they died. Maybe they could delay the execution …"
"Silence!
No talking! "
"Silence!"
The prison guard walked slowly through the cubicles. He kept hitting the bars with his baton. The crisp sound echoed in the corridor.
Prison guards patrolled the corridors of every floor of the Colosseum. They looked like Roman soldiers suppressing the uprising of gladiators. However, there were no gladiators of justice here.
When he passed by Olivia's empty cell, the prison guard could not help but feel a little afraid. Although he did not witness the bloody scene with his own eyes, he had heard that Olivia's knife had been very accurate.
A fatal blow!
The main artery had been cut open, and blood had gushed out. The scene was extremely bloody and terrifying. The prison guard had died before he could be carried out of the prison.
Just imagining it was enough to make one's hair stand on end. If he had been there, he would not have been able to escape death.
This was the first time a prison guard had been murdered in the women's prison in the past ten years. Moreover, it had happened in front of everyone. The prison would have to compensate the family of the deceased. Prison guards who had not encountered any problems would have a hard time. If not for the poor management, how could they not have discovered Olivia's stone blade?
How lax management must have been to allow Olivia to secretly sharpen such a sharp stone blade?
Everyone was responsible for the death of a prison guard!
"A bunch of scum."
The patrolling prison guard touched his neck. A layer of goosebumps appeared on his skin. "Wouldn't it be better to just carry out the death sentence immediately?"
These scum of society must be strictly monitored and not let them have the slightest chance.
Olivia, who was the target of everyone in the prison, quietly waited for her death. She thought that she would be beaten up, but this group of strange people's attitudes were too 'nice.' Or perhaps it was more accurate to say that they were too indifferent. They were indifferent to human life.
They didn't even look at the dead prison guards, as if they were irrelevant people. They were definitely not people from the same system as the prison, and they weren't even staff accompanying important people to the prison inspection like they had imagined.
The leader of the group displayed his indifference towards life to the extreme. Olivia noticed that his eyes were filled with admiration when he looked at her.
It was the boss's praise for his capable employees.
Was he admiring his ability to kill, or was he admiring his killing technique?
Who were they?
"What are you doing?"
Olivia's hands were tied behind her back, and her feet were shackled. This was to prevent this dangerous person from doing anything crazy.
Even without the stone blades, she still had her teeth. She was not afraid of death. She could still kill someone with her teeth. With Olivia's ruthlessness, she could definitely do it.
"No wonder he chose you. There was a reason."
Thoreau could not help but admire Blade Genius's foresight. He could actually see through Olivia's wild bloodlust and superb killing technique.
As expected of Blade Genius!
As for Olivia's killing spree, Thoreau did not condemn her or punish her. In his eyes, Olivia was already a dead person.
Since she was a dead person, it seemed that all crimes could be forgiven.
Actually, when he saw Olivia's clean killing technique, Mizuno's eyelids twitched. He had just randomly chosen this female prisoner. He did not expect her to be such a fierce character. However, to be imprisoned in this prison, she was definitely not a simple person.
If he knew what Thoreau was thinking, Mizuno would only silently acknowledge his own contribution.
Who asked Lord Blade Genius to be Lord Blade Genius? It was not easy to see through a person's soul and personality.
"The flight is ready."
"Let's go."
There was still a long distance between the prison and the base. After boarding the plane, Olivia's unease reached its peak.
She looked around. Even her mental fortitude, which allowed her to kill calmly, was beginning to waver.
Why did they need to bring her out of the prison? She did not think that she had anything valuable on her that would attract the attention of the higher-ups. She had also put aside the fact that she had killed a prison guard, not to mention that this was basically a charter flight!
Olivia was fierce enough, but she had never experienced something like this.
Even if she had been captured to be a lab rat for a pharmaceutical company, she would not have experienced something like this.
"Don't be too nervous. This is a new life for you."
Thoreau placed the Fiend Blade to the side. Such a sentient extraordinary item must not be kept in a box, or the enclosed environment would draw the enemy's hostility. Just like how a living person could not be kept in a coffin, the Fiend Blade would probably resist being kept in a box as well.
"A new life?" Olivia shook her head. "Can I not want this new life?"
"No." Thoreau shook his head slowly but firmly.
…
"Have you found a suitable body?" Flying Kamihara sat on the bed. His condition had worsened compared to a few days ago.
Fortunately, extraordinary life forms were extremely powerful. A normal person would have died eighty or ninety times by now.
The good news of finding a suitable body immediately washed away much of his weakness.
"I found it, but …"
"But …" Flying Kamihara repeated this turning point. Whenever this turning point was used, it meant that something had changed.
Most of it was a bad change!
"There's a problem with the situation. You might not be very satisfied with the body."
"I'm not very satisfied?"
Flying Kamihara narrowed his eyes. He did not know what kind of body would be considered dissatisfied.
"Your body is a white man."
"That's not a big deal."
Although Flying Kamihara was not like most people who would kneel down and lick the white man's boots, he did not have any indescribable hatred for the white man.
Judging from how the Island nation's commoners would kneel down and lick the white man's boots, it would not be bad if he became a white man.
Flying Kamihara's appearance would make him a public figure in the Island nation. It would be very inconvenient for him to enter the brothels. It would be much more convenient if he became a white man.
Perhaps he would even be welcomed by the women who worshipped foreign things. He would not even have to pay for the drinks or the hotel. It would be very convenient.
Flying Kamihara could not help but feel restless at this thought.
"But the problem is, my body is a female."