Sorcerer’s Handbook

Chapter 92: This is the Request of My Lifetime

Chapter 92: This is the Request of My Lifetime

The atmosphere in the medical room became serious.

“Didn’t you survive the Blood Moon Tribunal?”

“Yes, but my ordeal is not over yet.” Ashe said solemnly: “My enemies are still eyeing me greedily, and will use any means to put me to death in this prison.”

The medic shook her head: “This is Shattered Lake Prison, where the law is upheld like the truth itself. No one can violate the law here.”

“But they can legally and procedurally put me in dire straits.”

“Then it can only mean that you deserve to be executed lawfully and procedurally.” The medic shrugged. “It’s not that I don’t believe you are wronged. I also sympathize with what you went through. So I will pray for you too, pray that you find salvation in the divine kingdom of the Blood Moon Archon.”

“But there is only so much I can do for you. Anything more would be beyond my authority.” She warned, signaling Ashe not to make any unlawful requests.

Ashe waved his hand: “I’m not making any requests of you either. I also know my time is short, and execution is imminent… So I just want to thank you properly.”

“Huh?”

“Medic [222], you gave me humane care, allowing me to feel a little warmth in this cold and heartless prison.” Ashe said emotionally: “Being able to meet you before I die, I have no regrets and can accept my fate.”

“I’m not as good as you say…” The medic murmured shyly.

“But between life and death there is great terror. In the deep quiet of night, I still can’t help curling up, gripped by unspeakable fear, unable to sleep at night, no appetite, living in dire straits every day.”

“I can help with that,” the medic took out a gleaming silver syringe. “I have strong sedatives that will completely free you from your troubles. But they all have the same side effect, which is slowed thinking, simply put becoming a bit dull-witted…”

“So!” Ashe quickly interrupted her: “In order to spend my final days in peace, I hope you can accompany me, medic.”

“Accompany you? How?”

“Eating, sleeping, bathing and so on…”

“No! Absolutely not!” The medic stood up nervously, waving her hands again and again: “I’m not saying… There are rules and regulations! We medics are not allowed to enter the inmates’ activity areas or have too close contact with them! Yes! It’s not that I’m unwilling, it’s just really not possible!”

Ashe heaved a long sigh—this sigh was genuine. Although this response was within Ashe’s plans, the medic’s swift and vehement rejection giving him no chance at all still made Ashe feel a little sad.

Couldn’t she at least consider it for a bit? Or act more realistically?

Even the crow mask couldn’t conceal her unwillingness!

“I also understand your difficulties. I don’t want to trouble you either, but I really need your care and warmth.” Ashe blinked: “I thought of a good idea.”

“What good idea?”

“You can give me your clothes, then I can take them as you, and be able to hug the warmth every night.”

The medic was silent for a moment, took a step back, her voice trembling a little: “You… want to hold my underwear while sleeping…?”

“They don’t have to be so intimate!” Ashe quickly explained: “And I haven’t seen your underwear before, I can’t equate them to your avatar!”

The medic finally understood: “You want this crow uniform of mine?”

“Yes, yes, yes! Do you have a spare uniform?”

“I do have a spare for changing. But according to regulations, I can’t give this uniform to others… And you holding my crow uniform to sleep at night also sounds a bit…”

Ashe suddenly heaved a long sigh, his face dimmed: “You’re right, I made an unreasonable request. You’ve helped me so much, I shouldn’t trouble you in any way…”

“Someone like me doesn’t deserve a peaceful end…”

“It was me harboring improper hopes, unwarranted wishful thinking…”

“I’m sorry. Just pretend I never came by. Thank you [222], I won’t forget you…”

Although saying this, Ashe didn’t get up, just looked expectantly at the medic. The medic had no choice, clicked her tongue: “Alright alright, I’ll give you my crow uniform, will that do?”

Success!

Ashe was extremely delighted inside. He had set this up to get the medic to take the initiative to give him the crow uniform.

After all, he would have to grab a crow uniform when escaping later, but he didn’t want to hurt the medic.

Based on his moral values from his previous life, he still had some respect for the medical profession, although he couldn’t care less for survival, if it could be resolved peacefully he would still try to avoid conflict as much as possible.

Luckily his relationship with Medic [222] was still decent. It would be meaningless if he didn’t make use of this rapport at the appropriate time. So Ashe acted pitiful and pathetic, first making an unreasonable request to accompany him, and when the medic rejected it, he asked for her clothes. Going layer by layer, he finally broke open the medic’s defenses, luring her step by step into the abyss of crime.

“Oh, it seems I can’t.”

Ashe became nervous: “Why not?”

“I just took off my other uniform, it hasn’t been washed yet.”

“I don’t mind!”

“But I do! No, wait until I wash it then I’ll give it to you!”

Ashe panicked: “I actually prefer the original smell more. Just fulfill this wish of mine! This is the request of my lifetime!”

“No way, absolutely not!” The medic shook her head again and again: “Wait until I wash the uniform then I’ll give it to you.”

“How long will it take you to wash clothes?”

“Very quick. The laundry room has a dryer, it’ll be done in an hour at fastest.”

“Then hurry and go wash clothes. I’ll come get it at noon.”

Ashe pushed the medic to leave. The medic was baffled: “Didn’t you come to chat with me? Didn’t you want me to accompany you more?”

“Clothes can also chat with me, clothes can also accompany me more. Apart from that, clothes have many other uses! Anyway go quickly!”

The medic left in puzzlement to go back and wash clothes.

On the Guanhai Skyview terrace, Igor stared at the black dot on the lake surface gradually getting bigger, his heart thumping like crazy, even getting goosebumps. He felt his face heating up, legs going soft, his whole mind speeding up.

This was nervousness.

This was fear.

But it was also excitement.

This was the reason why he hadn’t stopped even after earning so much money. That unease and restlessness before taking action was like an addictive drug, making him unable to quit. Next, he would deceive the entire prison, escaping in broad daylight.

Just thinking that countless people would be shocked, angry, approving and afraid because of his feat, Igor couldn’t help but become excited. There was nothing more delightful to Igor than duping others!

Right in Igor’s expectant and nervous gaze, a ship billowing thick smoke sailed towards Shattered Lake Prison, riding the wind and waves.

However, Igor’s expression became more and more ugly and pale.

There was nothing unusual about this ship’s hull compared to ordinary military vessels, the only weird thing was that the hull was covered by a layer of high-strength steel walls that just happened to envelop the entire ship, making the ship look like a solid bullet warship.

That meant this ship had no deck exposed to sunlight at all. No area was ‘outside’, all areas belonged to the ship’s interior!

Just as Igor was baffled, the transport ship arrived at Shattered Lake, dropping anchor at the port. And the first to disembark the transport ship was a white-haired man wearing a dark red hunter uniform, with a hood, and a jet black half-sleeve over his right shoulder.

Seemingly noticing Igor’s gaze, he looked up and met Igor’s eyes. His expression didn’t change at all, and his blood-colored pupils under the hood pierced through Igor with a sharp gaze!

Igor’s pupils contracted sharply.

Heresy Half-sleeve!

The hallmark of the Heresy Court’s Hallmaster was the jet black Heresy overcoat. While the captains of the elite enforcement squads who fought on the frontlines, representing the Heresy Court’s prestige, wore the Heresy half-sleeve to display their honor!

The captains of these two squads, without exception, were all…

Three-winged Saint Domain sorcerers!