Exploring Technology in a Wizard World-Chapter 1329 - 1327: Prison

"Someone else has broken in?" Bi Bi blinked her eyes, holding a piece of bread, and dashed towards the door.

Richard reached out to stop her: "No need to be that anxious..."

"No, I promised you, as long as I have a bite to eat, I will make sure no one disturbs you." Bi Bi shouted loudly, her expression very serious, not hearing the latter half of Richard’s words at all, she rushed out the door.

After Bi Bi’s figure disappeared outside the door, Richard sighed lightly and completed the interrupted sentence, "It seems like it’s an acquaintance."

Hmm, an acquaintance.

Shaking his head, considering that it would be best not to have any conflict, Richard stepped forward to follow outside.

When Richard arrived at the sensing location, he found that he was still a bit late. Bi Bi had already energetically charged over and confronted the familiar figure sneaking in, and then... unsurprisingly was trampled underfoot.

"Hiccup—!"

"Hiccup—!"

Bi Bi, pinned to the ground, kept hiccupping, but didn’t lose her momentum, waving the bread in her hand, and looked threateningly at the person standing on her, shouting, "Let me go, or you’ll be sorry! Hmph, it’s just because I ate too much due to the experiment today, otherwise I would’ve made you cry! Hiccup—! Hiccup—!"

The person who had sneaked in obviously didn’t expect to encounter such an oddball as Bi Bi, their expression compelled. They wanted to let Bi Bi go to avoid more entanglements but watching Bi Bi constantly hiccup seemed quite uncomfortable.

At this moment, Richard walked over and broke the stalemate, looking at Bi Bi, he said, "Alright Bi Bi, stop it, this person is not an enemy, but a friend."

"A friend, really? Hiccup—!"

"Really."

"Alright then." Bi Bi ceased her struggle, handed the bread towards the person in front, changing her demeanor, "Seems like I misunderstood you, so I apologize. By the way, since you came so early, you probably haven’t eaten, try my bread? Uh, only a small bite, don’t eat it all!"

The person who sneaked in: "..." Their expression was a bit dazed, initially speechless, then somewhat amused.

"Okay, Bi Bi, you should return to the dining room and continue your experiment. Take the bread with you, don’t give it to her." Richard said.

"Is that really okay?" Bi Bi was slightly surprised, seeking confirmation, "But Pandora taught me that if you make a mistake, hit the wrong person, you must apologize."

But you were the one who got hit... and the one who came probably isn’t greedy for your bread either... Richard’s mouth twitched slightly, looking at Bi Bi earnestly he said, "This time, let’s make an exception, no need to be so particular."

"Alright." Bi Bi promptly climbed up from the ground, obviously not very willing to share her food with others, she held the bread and quickly ran towards the dining room.

The person who snuck in watched Bi Bi go away, then turned their gaze back on Richard, with a somewhat peculiar expression, asked, "Is this your new subordinate, Mr. Richard?"

Richard spread his hands, looked at the other person and responded, "Sort of, Princess Moli Blood."

The person who came was indeed Moli.

At this moment, Moli was wearing a black robe in classical style, without any other decorations, very simple, seemingly not wanting others to notice her—after all, as a Sika, even though she had clearly opposed the Sika Royal Family, coming to Kasha City was still considered entering enemy territory.

"No need to call me Princess, just Moli is fine." Moli replied, somewhat cautiously, "Is that subordinate of yours reliable, won’t they leak my whereabouts?"

"No need to worry." Richard said, "Speaking of, what brings you here? I have to say, this isn’t a very good time."

"I also wanted to pick a good time to visit, but the issue is, when exactly would that be?" Moli spread her hands, "And since it couldn’t be determined, I thought why not take action immediately, so here I am. As for my purpose, I wanted to discuss something with you."

"Discuss something? What is it?" Richard asked.

...

The eastern sky gradually brightened; morning arrived.

On the street outside Kasha City, White Robed Staff Kun Darsie walked steadily, heading to the prison entrance.

Here, heavily armed guards were stationed, and as he approached, two Magic Knights immediately moved to intercept: "Apologies, this is a military area, entering and exiting without special orders is prohibited."

The White Robed Staff took out a silver token from his bosom, expressionless said, "I am the Chief of Command Room Kun Darsie, this is an order from General Soron, even during combat operations, I have priority. Now, I require access to investigate some information, is there a problem?"

"This..." The Magic Knight froze, exchanged a glance with his companion, looking at the White Robed Staff, confirmed and asked, "Is this General Soron’s intent?"

"Do I have to bring the General here to tell you directly?" The White Robed Staff spoke with a hint of impatience, coldly staring directly at the Magic Knight.

After a few seconds of eye contact, ultimately it was the Magic Knight who stepped aside, contemplating as he made way, saying, "Please enter, Sir, but I hope you do not stay too long, otherwise it would be hard for us to explain."

"Understood." The White Robed Staff said, swiftly stepping inside, then followed the corridor into the underground—the main part of the prison.

This prison did not exist before in Kasha City; it was part of the expansion and renovation projects after the Alliance occupied it. Since it’s a key structure, it has mostly been completed by now. Walking towards the inside, some details are yet to be handled, but the basic functions are all in place.

In the vast underground space, the outermost area is for ordinary prisoners, holding some captured Sika soldiers and other criminals.

At this time, these individuals, whether resentful, angry, or numb, stayed inside the cells, their expressions varying, all watching the White Robed Staff walking inside.

The White Robed Staff was in no mood to respond, ignoring the gazes, advancing deeper, passing through multiple guarded gates, arriving at the special prisoners’ area.

This area holds Wizards equipped with extraordinary powers, and thus the guard intensity increased significantly: armed teams of soldiers and Magic Knights constantly patrolled. The cells were custom-built, incredibly sturdy. Most prisoners inside were cursed with curse magic, extremely weakened, unable to resist. Some who attempted to escape were discovered and had their magic origin directly destroyed, then firmly tied with magic rune iron chains and thrown in the corner.

Once here, the White Robed Staff still did not stop, continuing forward, ultimately reaching the interrogation area of this zone.

Dozens of iron poles stood; on them, stripped prisoners who had been stripped of their extraordinary abilities hung. The sinister-faced Wizard Interrogators, with the Wizard Apprentices’ assistance, tried every means to pry open the mouths of these individuals, extracting information to verify, organize, and submit upwards.

The White Robed Staff walking into this area immediately drew the attention of the Wizard Interrogators, who paused their interrogation, gazing over with a hint of puzzlement.