【Prisons with no location clear】

This is the most secret prison. It is a place that only a few people can clearly find in the entire Fran City. The strongest magic detection and search are also blocked by the high-intensity forbidden magic stones here, which means that the guards here must be great swordsmen with superb martial arts or super abilities who simply do not need to use any magic power to enter.

The forbidden magic stones here are absolutely extraordinary, and the guards here are absolutely extraordinary, but this is a prison and a terrible place to detain important criminals.

It is precisely because the criminals in detention are extremely vicious, or have a great reputation that their treatment will be terrible. Although they are in prison, they can hardly see simple food and can only eat delicacies.

"Hmph..." He snorted, laughed softly, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "Eat these every day, I'm tired of eating them..."

He kicked the beautiful and greasy shrimp bowl with his feet and bare feet. The white shrimps were combined with golden greasy, and the colorful dishes began to flow to the next to the prison gate.

He also retracted his feet and complained: "I want to eat buns and beef and scallion buns, hurry up and make them for me."

"Mr., you just said you wanted to eat five-spice shrimp. The young man also went to ask the chef to make it for you, but the chef got off work for nine nights. Now you want to eat beef-filled buns, which I think is difficult." An old man with an official hat stood at the door of the prison with a smile, looking at him with long golden hair through the iron railings of the prison.

He was shirtless. Although he had no strong muscles, he did not have any extra fat on his body and had a good figure. It can be seen that he exercised frequently even in prison, and he exercised like this because he was too long.

His pants were buckled by a red pants belt. If not specified, they would definitely be regarded as the leg-wrap cloth of the ascetic monk. However, it was actually very expensive clothing. His other clothes and daily neatly arranged in this huge prison, and placed behind him in a very good manner.

He doesn't need to care about his food, drink, defecation, or even read books. Behind him is a bookshelves, and as long as he wants, he can change books at will. Of course, the personnel in the education put them on the shelf.

He was barefoot and didn't wear shoes, so his big feet were not clean. It was just normal that it fell from dust because it took too long, and it was probably only dust could enter here.

He often sat at the prison door like this, looking at the aisle through the iron railing of the forbidden demons - the only other aisle where he could see, the only old man would appear.

"What should I do? I changed my taste, can't it?" He pinched his soles: "Yan Guan, I want to eat beef buns. You ask that chef to hurry up, okay, you spend some money, ask him to make it, and give it to me, won't it?"

His eyes were bright and lovely. Even in prison, he rarely had such bright eyes.

"Yes, yes, but I'm afraid that when I wait for me to come back, you will change your mind and say that you won't eat beef-filled buns, and you'll have to eat donkey meat and fire it again. My old bones are attached~" Yan Guan pretended to be Xiao Hacker, and he coughed: "I think the little man will eat these tasteless shrimps first. How about it? I think this proposal is really good. Mr. can try it."

"Ah~ But I really don't want to eat shrimp anymore... I want to eat buns..." His aggrieved little eyes fell on Yan Guan.

"There's nothing you can do~ You can find whatever you want, but it's hard to say whether you can find it or not. You are adults and should take care of your own face. There are no outsiders here. You pick up the shrimp and eat it. I closed my eyes and pretended not to know. I'll give you a step. How about it?" Yan Guan smiled with his eyes narrowed, and his old age wrinkled his big bags of his eyes. He also smiled with Yan Guan, his face was white and his eyes were so bright that it was too bright.

They looked at each other and then remained silent for a second.

"No - eat~" he paused and said this sentence word by word, and then pinched his soles. The dusty soles of his feet also began to turn white.

"Then I'll leave, you eat shrimps. I don't know you'll eat shrimps that you kicked off. No one knows, how about it?" Yan Guan still squinted his eyes, and was indeed so happy.

This time, Yan Guan did not wait for his answer, but turned around and left. Of course, he did not answer, but cut.

In this pure white corridor, only Yan Guan walked inside with his back straight.

Yan Guan arrived at the door and heard his voice.

"Remember to ask someone to clean it, at night, buns, beef filling, and donkey meat firewood."

"There is a skill to have a skill. It takes time to knead the dough and make the dough. I stood there as if I had told them to start preparing." Yan Guan smiled and opened the door of the corridor, and then a little different color appeared at the exit of the white corridor - a pure and flawless blue.

"It's better." He shouted indifferently, kicking the bowl with shrimps again, and the porcelain bowl also rumbling. The white and red shrimps rolled down with colorful vegetables. The soup flowed to the threshold of the iron railing, and the oily and shiny.

After a long time, the most interesting moment of the day ended.

He stood up, looked at the white corridor and the white wall, backed back, step by step.

He silently recited...

One step, two steps, three steps...

After seven steps, he fell straight back, and the soft cup fluffy wrapped around his back, bringing him the warmest touch of this white world.

"ah……"

He seemed to wail...

"Huh...puff puff puff puff puff puff..."

He let out a long sigh, and then began to salivate towards the white ceiling like a child...

Not that boring...

Because you can change the quilt.

When he changed the quilt, he could see another guard besides Yan Guan. She was always changing the quilt.

"Puff puff puff puff puff--"

"Puff puff puff puff puff..."

"Puff puff puff puff!"

His mouth seemed to be open happily, and it was no longer his mouth... because it was already numb.

In order to prevent him from committing suicide, these iron railings and white walls are specially made, and it is difficult to kill, or even to be injured.

His bookshelf hasn't changed books for a long time.

His shoes have not been worn for a long time.

He hasn't worn his top for a long time.

In his eyes, there was only this endless white.

But this is indeed a place marked with prisons... Prison, this should be the case...

There seems to be too few things he can do in this small range...

He can exercise, but that makes no sense, because he must die here...

He can read all the books, but that makes no sense, because he must die of old age here...

He could call Yan Guan, or another "Yan Guan" after Yan Guan's death to try to make whatever food he wanted, but that was meaningless because he had to die here.

He was only eighteen years old, but that was meaningless, because he had to be here, indeed, honestly, and truly dead.

This is the life he needs to face next.

That is death.

Died at the end of life.

There is no cold season here. If he gets sick, he must be an attack of his own disease, because he cannot contact anyone else. The doctor will not let him starve to death, he will not let him die of illness, he is very healthy and will not die of illness... Then... his only expectation...

It means that you have a little less life span...

Ah...How can normal people think like this...

But how could a normal person be in such a prison?

"Puff-puff-puff-puff-puff-" He lay on the bed, spitting saliva towards the ceiling, regardless of whether the saliva would fall on his face.

Anyway, he can take a bath here without any scruples. No one will stop him from using any high-end soap, no one will stop him from using any high-end bath water, and no one will stop him from using any expensive bathing utensils.

Because he can only be here, waiting to die...

Ah... It's so boring to wait for death here...

Lifespan, you can use up quickly...

Why is my life so long?

When will it end...my life.

"Ah—Puff—" He took a big breath and wanted to spit out a big splash, but this breath made him unable to make it out at all. It was like blowing a balloon. His mouth was bulging, and then he let go of the air in his mouth... The puff made his mouth feel a little itchy.

This made him laugh, and he laughed, and the dimples also appeared on his white face.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

He smiled happily and rubbed his itchy little face.

Suddenly, he turned around, buried his face in a clean cup, wiped it, and it was obvious that he also disliked his saliva.

The bed was so big that he rolled on the soft bed, rolled and rolled to a clean place, and closed his eyes with a loud bang.

He was not sleepy or bored, he could only sleep and wait for the next arrival of Yan Guan.

That should be another meal. Yan Guan would bring buns filled with beef and donkey meat. He had seen the cows in those books, but in fact he had never seen the donkey.

Donkey meat firewood is not real donkey meat firewood.

Just like he shouldn't be him, because he should die... Just like now...

Dispensable means death.

He waited and waited, the white movement did not move the ceiling, his eyes blinked, and he did not move either.

The door of the white corridor finally heard the sound of the key.

But this time, the sound of high heels stomping on the ground seemed even more touching... because Yan Guan couldn't wear high heels.

He sat up suddenly, walked quickly to the railing, waiting for their arrival.

"Sir, someone is coming to see you." Yan Guan's voice came over in the corridor with the sound of high heels, and he was even more straightforward.

Ah... Maybe it was the first time I saw another person, he was sitting obediently on the threshold. During the long time he looked at the ceiling, the bowl of shrimp was white and the soup began to turn into a deep color on the white floor.

"Who? Just come to see me, do you allow me?" He snorted: "I'm not a monkey. You want her to stand there and don't move. I leaned over to see her. Do you know? I don't agree. No one can see me~ What if I'm not free? Do you know?" He seemed a little dissatisfied with Yan Guan's private release of people and came to this world that belongs entirely to him.

"I understand, I'm notified me, so I've notified you, Mr., can you see this person now if you have time?" Yan Guan looked at the big prison at the end of the white corridor.

"Okay, that's OK, you can bring her here." He patted his pants, tied the red rope, and pulled it on his thighs like two bows.
To be continued...