"Master...is he some kind of hero?" the man muttered to himself in confusion.
"No, please don't worry about those details." Wayne vaguely skipped the question. "Have you ever seen a boy about my age?"
The man looked him up and down.
"Logically speaking...since I will be hanged soon and there was such a mistake before, the city guard should not let anyone in to meet me..." He guessed to himself.
Then he suddenly thought of something: "Is it possible that you actually sneaked in secretly?"
"A mistake?" Wayne asked without answering. "What kind of mistake?"
The man sneered: "It's okay to tell you that someone who was imprisoned with me escaped from prison. The chain in your hand was temporarily added last night."
Wayne looked at the damaged door lock, and then at the person sitting on the floor in the cell.
"Are you a death row prisoner? What crime did you commit?" he asked casually.
"As a commoner, he murdered a noble child and failed to escape, and then this happened." The man replied nonchalantly.
It was obvious from his tone that this man had no remorse for what he had done. At most, he only had regrets about being caught.
Wayne's eyebrows raised.
"You are very brave, but you deserve to be reduced to this situation now."
For most civilians, they have been accustomed to being submissive in this land for generations, and they cannot even think of confronting the nobles.
However, even if such thoughts arise, it is likely to be just a misfortune for them.
Wayne rarely imagines the pain others have experienced, because... once he understands the other person, sympathy will arise spontaneously.
And he didn't want to give sympathy for this kind of thing.
"Yes, you must be a noble too." The man smiled, "Noble gentlemen don't want to hear any grievances, they only want to die if they kill someone, let alone me murdering a noble child. "
Hiss, is this a way to provoke generals?
"Grudges?"
Wayne couldn't help but said uncomfortably: "Unless you can prove that you didn't kill the person, then I may be able to help you reverse the case."
——The tone was slightly softer.
With the thought that if this person really had any grievances, he could not turn a blind eye, so he did not care about this person setting a trap for him.
"No, I killed the man. This is absolutely true." He insisted.
Wayne was speechless: "Then what else do you have to say? According to the laws of the kingdom, there is no problem with such a sentence."
"But I did it for a reason!" He interrupted Wayne hastily, becoming emotional.
"It's because the crime committed by that noble was not punished as it should be, so I had to take matters into my own hands to seek justice!"
Perhaps he was stimulated by Wayne, but only then did he finally show a trace of madness.
"The laws of the kingdom are ridiculous!"
He laughed loudly and cursed: "Protect those who have power, and rob those who have nothing!"
Wayne looked at the frantic man in the prison expressionlessly. After he finally calmed down a little, he slowly said, "If you really think it's unfair, tell me the man's crime and I will do it." Let him be punished according to the existing law.”
He is not a great master, nor can he do much.
The only thing that can be affected is probably the relatively independent person who jumps out to investigate.
The man who was still furious just now froze for a moment, and turned to look at the young man outside the cell in surprise.
Although the light in the passage was very dim, the intricate golden dark patterns on his boots could still be seen through the fence, and they were faintly glowing.
At this moment, an inexplicable thought flashed through the man's mind.
——If you are an ordinary noble, you will not be willing to be so particular about the dusty shoes that you step on the ground every day.
He finally realized that the words that the magician who broke through the door said before leaving might be referring to this moment.
Outside the door, Wayne's voice continued.
"And of course you will meet the ending you deserve here." He said frankly. "I won't show favoritism for you."
In the deepest part of the prison, the usual lifeless silence returned in an instant.
After a long time, the man's answer came again.
"That's enough."
The helplessness was inexplicably mixed with a trace of sadness.
"Unexpectedly...the fairness I expect can only be achieved with the mercy and sympathy of the noble Lord." He raised his head and laughed at himself, "But in any case, I still want to thank you, even though my gratitude is not worth mentioning."
After sorting out his emotions for a while, he suddenly brought up the topic that Wayne was most concerned about: "——I did meet a very young magician."
…
After leaving the city guard prison, before Wayne could reach the gate, he saw his adjutant Dennis from a distance, who was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
And Dennis, who had been pacing back and forth for who knows how many times, spotted Wayne's figure almost at the same time.
He scanned Wayne at a very fast speed and found nothing out of the ordinary, so he finally felt relieved.
"Master Wayne, has he finished using the toilet? Can we go back to the headquarters building?" he asked in a forced whisper.
Wayne glanced at him strangely, as if wondering if this man had any special obsession with toilets.
"Well...I won't go to Lord Bulwer's side."
Wayne didn't want to continue listening to their nonsense like Richard, "I have to return to the academy early. The chairman is still waiting for news from me."
"Ah, that's right." Dennis nodded understandingly, "Then, please take the opportunity to say hello to Mr. Chairman Harold for me."
"Easy to say, easy to say~"
While dealing with it skillfully, Wayne thought to himself: Why is it that Bulwer himself is not enough to be a bastard, but each of his subordinates is becoming more bastard than the last one?
Is this the magic power produced by the legendary "Two and Five Boys Aggregation Effect"?
After being sent out of the city guard by Dennis, Wayne took the academy's carriage back home.
Alone in the relatively closed space of the carriage, he finally had enough time to close his eyes and think carefully about the news he had just received.
He believed that the man who was about to die did not lie to himself, because that would be meaningless.
'——The secret is hidden behind the second brick from the bottom of the tool compartment in the men's toilet on the top floor of Qingxi Academy Club Building. '
Is this the last word left by Peggy...
It is not a particularly safe place. As long as the school plans to renovate the toilet one day, it is almost impossible for this small flaw to not be discovered.
It seems that he probably didn't think how long it would take to prepare this back-up from the beginning.
Wayne suddenly realized that something was not quite right——
Why can't I be separated from the toilet all the way?
