The Hellish Prison

From the Corridor, the Prison looked even more dreadful.

Here and there, puddles of stagnant, rotting water had collected, creating a damp, sticky, and unpleasant atmosphere.

The dim lamps connecting the utterly dark Prison and Corridor looked as if they could go out at any moment. In other Prison cells, decaying corpses or skeletons were scattered.

It was no place for Noble Children to endure.

Naturally, the children, desperate to leave as quickly as possible, pleaded with me.

If you're curious, just be quiet for a moment.

Why...

"Shh."

Instead of answering, I quietly glared at Huins.

At the same time, a grotesque wail came from nearby...