Chapter 15: Once a Terrible Sin
It was then that Kim realized that it was not so much a beautiful smile as a cover for not knowing how to express his thoughts.
"It's not a question of titles..... I just wanted to apologize to you. Did you understand? You helped me...... I haven't said thank you yet. β
Jin Qila's mouth pouted embarrassedly. Iris shook her head.
"Every woman is a beautiful petal, the weight of the flower is so light that a little breeze can blow it. β
"You compare me to a flower, you can think of it, you really look like a poet...... And also..... Do you like flowers so much?"
Without hesitation, Iris revealed a corner of the packet, a bouquet of blooming white flowers. Jin Kela was certainly taken aback by this. There are no plants in this prison, because any flowers and plants brought in from outside will freeze to death by a blizzard on the way. Plants are fragile and can barely move through the entire snow. But considering that there might be some other reason for this, she didn't dig deeper, and then Iris continued, "Flowers...... Woo...... Very good...... It's been a long time since Taylor Prison has seen a living flower...... It should be a lot of work to bring them in from the outside!"
Iris nodded.
"You have to use psychic magic or they'll freeze to death. β
"I see, you're a psychic. What a coincidence...... Me too...... Although only two veins can be opened. β
In order to prevent incidents in the prison, the ordinary prison guards here are psychics, and there may even be members of the Ice Knights.
"I'm just an ordinary spiritual magician, and all I can do is take care of these flowers and plants. β
Iris hung his head, his azure blue eyes shining like agate, and his words were filled with indescribable apologies.
"Madame, may I ask if the honorifics in my speech have upset you, and if my words have caused you to be displeased, allow me to apologize to you. β
"No, no, no, no, I didn't feel uncomfortable, I was just shocked! No one ever said honorific titles to meβexcept my husband. Hehe...... It's better to say that I'm very happy, you see I'm also old, where can anyone call me Miss!"
"I see. β
As she spoke, Iris gave Kim a hint of imperceptible confusion - it was the first time she had shown a smile other than a smile in front of him.
Seeing Iris's rare appearance, Jin Kela suddenly felt that a thorn that was still in his heart had disappeared without a trace.
"Let's go slowly, in case you step on the air again, madam. β
"Your name is too exaggerated, just call me Jin Kela. β
"Miss Kim. β
"Jin Kela!"
Corrected by Jin Kela's serious face, Iris blinked several times, then smiled with determination and said:
"Kim K-la...... Please call me Iris as well. β
Iris was so beautiful in this moment that it felt like time would not hesitate to stop there. Jin Qila couldn't help but sigh with bated breath.
- It turns out that when she calls her by her name, this indescribable feeling will arise in my heart.
Kim Kira agreed to Iris while feeling the strange itching sensation in her heart.
It had been a long time since the two of them had descended the stairs to a wide corridor where two carriages could walk side by side. There are rooms on both sides of the corridor, and you can observe the inside through a small window. There is no difference in the layout of the room and the furniture placed in it, except for the prisoners in custody.
Old men, young girls, and even young children are all held here. Although they are all wearing prison uniforms without exception, even if they are said to be dangerous sinners, I am afraid that no one will believe them for a while. They didn't make a fuss, they just lived their lives peacefully.
"How's it going? Isn't it an accident? You think this should be like a mental hospital, right?"
Iris nodded. Kim continued:
"Let me tell you, those who really have no concept of crime are unexpectedly no different from ordinary people. I thought the same thing as you did before I came here. Although the more you talk to them, the more you will find something abnormal about them...... However, on the surface, they look no different from ordinary people. β
"But that's the horror, in their eyes, crime is just a knee-jerk action. It's like having dinner with me...... A young girl may be a murderer who shocks the nation, an old man may be a spy of another country, and a young child who may have killed his parents who loved him the most last night. β
Jin Kela ended the topic indifferently.
β...... It turned out to be like this. β
Kim didn't open his mouth to ask Iris what he meant by "like this". That's because before she could ask, they were in front of the deepest room.
"Here we are. This is the cell where your employer wants you to visit. The one inside is the king of crime who thinks of our 'hotel' as his sweet value. β
In front of the door, two prison guards, Guan Ming, were heavily armed. The whole body is equipped with the high-grade spiritual weapons that only the regular army of the Snow Country has, and with just one glance, Iris can determine the strength of the two. They are psychics who can open seven veins, and their combat power far exceeds that of ordinary Snow Country soldiers.
Although the stout men looked a little surprised to see Iris, the expressions on their faces not only did not soften because of this, but only added a little sinister. At the same time that Iris sensed the two, the two psychics also sensed that Iris was also a psychic.
"You're also a psychic?"
"Yes, sir. But...... My veins are defective, I can't release psychic pulses, and I don't have any attack power. β
Iris said, as always.
The two prison guards exchanged glances, and after confirming the doubt, they breathed a sigh of relief. After all, if a psychic who wants to rob the prison appears, the entire Taylor prison will be in turmoil, and then everything will be irreparable.
"Miss, your belongings must pass our inspection, and only those that we have permission to bring in. After all, the other party is also a spiritual magician, and anything can be used as a weapon by him. Although his veins have been sealed, the risk cannot be ruled out, and he can't even bring a pen into it...... But that wouldn't make any sense. So, except for the necessary recording tools, everything else needs to be handed over to us for safekeeping. β
"Do you want everything?"
"Yes, all of them. β
After a moment's thought, Iris replied with a brief "I see", and then handed the luggage to the guard, including the bouquet of white flowers.
In addition to the umbrella in his hand, the old box that had accompanied Iris through the long snow was also handed over. Iris then quietly took off her coco-colored boots, took out the insole, and then took out the small, thin blade from the boot.
Seeing this scene, the prison guards couldn't help but complain.
"Xin, are the people in charge of the inventory all dogs?"
Iris took off his Prussian blue coat again and turned it around, this time pulling out a retractable dagger from the puff sleeves of his jacket. Immediately, Iris pulled up the hem of her skirt slightly, revealing her ...... wrapped in suspenders The thighs are tied all over the psychic **. She continued to dig her hand deep into her inner thighs, and then the unfastened suspenders slid down along with a miniature spirit weapon with a strange shape.
Finally, she reached for her carefully braided blonde hair. Iris's hair was braided in three strands, and adorned with a dark red ribbon, and she was seen pulling out of the braid with a swift movement of tiny metal needles, one after another.
β...... What are these things and what are they used for?"
Jin Kela, who was stunned, didn't just ask.
"The short sword is used for melee combat, the spirit magic ** is an effective weapon for long-range attacks, and the miniature spirit weapon is a long-distance spatial transfer spirit array...... As for the golden needle..... It is a hidden weapon, which is used to pierce the opponent's carotid artery. β
Except for the smiling Iris, everyone present couldn't help but take a breath.
β...... Who the hell are you?"
"Iris Havenfa, the flower girl of Rootsville. These things were given to me by a benefactor who told me to wear them when there might be danger. Normally, I wouldn't equip these things. I only carry it when I think it's needed. β
Iris asked suspiciously, after accepting the pen and notepad that the prison guard had prepared earlier.
"Are you really, not hiding any other weapons?"
Iris nodded without hesitation in the face of repeated confirmations from the prison guards.
"Yes, there are two chiefs here, I don't think I need a weapon to defend myself, you will definitely keep me safe, right?"
Maybe she was just playing a small joke with herself, and the prison guard looked the young girl in front of her up and down. They finally figured out why the investigators couldn't find the weapon on Iris's body.
Most of these weapons are made of special materials and have a weak response to spiritual power. In other words, they are just ordinary weapons, and the current level of prison inventory is not enough to find these hidden physical weapons.
As for the miniature spiritual weapon hidden in the inner thigh, it is obvious that the spiritual circuit in it is very simple, and it will hardly resonate with the surrounding spiritual power. Overall, it looks like just an ordinary toy.
"Miss Iris, we want to make sure again, you really ...... Don't you have any other weapons hidden?"
Once again, Iris nodded without hesitation.
"You must know that it is a violation of the Holy Snow Code to bring a weapon to prison, and we can not hold you accountable for your fault, but we hope you are worthy of our trust. β
"Thank you for your recognition, sir. β
Then, the door was opened by a special spiritual pulse array technique, and the heavy door was accompanied by a sudden sound.
The interior of the room was much more spacious than expected, at least twice as wide as the cell in the hallway. But the more spacious the cells became, the more noticeable the number of furnishings became. Humble bedding, sink without mirror. Although there is still a toilet and a bathtub, there is only a curtain separating them, and people can see what they are doing inside. Other than that, all that was left in the room was a few books piled on the floor and a set of tables and chairs in the middle of the room. Both the furniture and the wallpaper are white, making the room look like a shoddy dollhouse, like a dead place, full of emptiness and loneliness.
"You're here? Iris Havinfa. β
A man is sitting in a chair. He was shackled with pitch-black iron on his steps, wrists, and ankles. The man with a subtle quality in his voice was neat and clean, and at first glance he looked like an ordinary and elegant man. His cool gray hair was carefully groomed, his skin was sallow yellow due to the absence of sunlight for a long time, and the white prison uniform on his body made his pale look exaggerated. Under the chestnut pupils, a tear mole is particularly conspicuous. There was no trace of violence on his face with a gentle smile, and I believe that no one would associate the man in front of him with the Snowpiercer Crime King imprisoned in Taylor Prison.
"When we first met, I was a flower girl in Rootsville, Iris Havinfa. β
In response to Iris's elegant salute, the man just faintly replied, "Please be seated." Every time the man made a move, the shackles on his body that sealed the spiritual veins would make a piercing sound.
The chairs in the room are welded to the floor just in case.
"You...... Do you know who I am?"
"I knew about you before I came. β
"So, tell me what sins I've committed?"
"You were wanted as a war criminal who was trying to wage war in the future, and after you escaped, you repeated the crimes of violence, murder, and fire prevention in many places. disappeared for a while, but in fact escaped the pursuit of the Ice Knights. Then you created a cult based on your own militant ideology. And the mass suicide of the followers of this order is also to blame you. More than 400 followers are in front of the gates of the Holy King's City under your orders**. In addition, you will pile the corpses of dying believers** into a tower......"
The man gave Iris a pompous whistle and a round of applauding applause.
"You remember it very well! ...... You can just call me by my name. β