My Cell Prison-Chapter 163 - High Level Negotiation
Chapter 163: Chapter 163 High Level Negotiation
Translator: 549690339
A feather of a raven fell.
First, a black mask floated in the air.
The black feathers gathered.
The Crow Prophet, shrouded in a black robe, appeared.
“Crow Domain”
A halo, similar to black water ripples, formed under his feet, covering the entire [Creation Room].
Caws echoed.
Hundreds of crows formed within the domain.
Han Dong could directly feel the danger, each crow was extremely lethal.
The Fallen Servants gathered in the [Creation Room] lost their human form as soon as they noticed the intruder and pounced madly.
Mr. Black White waved his hand.
One by one, the crows swiftly and accurately burrowed into their mouths.
Hidden Oddities roamed inside their bodies, almost instantly destroying the cores and immediately disintegrated into puddles of dirty water…
At the same time, a crow quietly flew to the desk and absorbed the spiritual body of Alexis Martini.
If this strand of spiritual body is destroyed, Alexis will lose his ability to create, and the Holy City will lose an important writer.
However.
His ‘important creation’ was already completed.
Alexis had no further use for the mysterious man in the yellow robe.
Therefore, the mysterious man made no move to stop the crow from taking him away.
“Thank you, Knight Silist, for clearing the way of the Fallen on this journey… you may leave for now and forget what happened here”
Mr. Black White waved his hand again.
Silist immediately left the study and was forcibly removed from the mansion by a crow.
Thus, only Mr. Black and White, Han Dong, and the mysterious man in the yellow robe remained in the Creation Room.
The yellow-robed man held a book created by Alexis in his hand. The cover was marked with the English title- “Dragon Tribe Legend”.
By appearances of the cover and title, it seemed to be a regular fantasy novel with no particularly strange or dangerous elements.
Mr. Black White kickstarted the conversation first:
“I wonder what’s the purpose for an existence of your level secretly infiltrating Holy City?
According to the investigation of the Knight Regiment, and my personal understanding… It seems that you did not target the entire ‘writer community’, but simply Viscount Alexis.
Although Alexis is a core member of the Writers Association, he does not hold any real power.
There’s not much you can do with ‘surface’ information about the Holy City that you’d get from him.
The finished work in your hands also does not appear to be anything special.
What is your purpose?”
As soon as Mr. Black White asked this, the yellow-robed man slowly turned around. 𝖋𝖗𝖊𝖊𝔴𝖊𝖇𝔫𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖑.𝖈𝖔𝖒
However, the yellow-robed man Han Dong saw this time was not quite the same as the one he saw last night. Even with a naked eye, it was clear that his released pressure was not strong.
There was no feeling of being drawn into an abyss as before.
Under the hood, it was the old butler of the Martini family.
Only, there were faint white tentacles flitting across his pupils.
The yellow-robed mysterious man was manipulating this butler through possession, secretly scheming all along.
Using the butler’s body, his yellowed teeth slowly opened.
Accompanied by the squirming oddities in his mouth, he spoke in fluent, standard English:
“Actually, I didn’t mean any harm. I have no interest in invading your city, and even oppose it.
After all, you humans are really interesting, especially your ‘cultural heritage’.
I was just bored outside and happened to encounter several large dragons brought out from the ‘strange space’ by you humans during my world tour.
Their shapes, calls, and scales on their bodies fascinated me.
After killing them, an idea for a fantasy novel on the ‘era of giant dragons’ popped up in my head.
Therefore, I planned to find a writer who is good at ‘fantasy’, to help write a lengthy novel up to standard according to the system frame I conceived.
After all, life outside the city is really too boring… Reading novels to pass the time seems quite a good idea.
I am different from them, I am very interested in various cultural products of you humans, especially these whimsical long novels, they are very interesting.
This “Dragon Tribe Legend” was completed under my supervision, if you are interested, I can make copies for you on the spot.”
“Isn’t the Dragon race world view I’ve built up pretty interesting?”
Han Dong was utterly taken aback by such an explanation.
There was no grand plan to invade the Holy City, nor was there any evil intention to corrupt mankind.
Incredibly, the primary objective of this mysterious yellow-robed figure was [To capture an author and assist them in writing their novel!]
Under its inducement and coercion, Viscount Alexis completed a long fantasy novel in just under ten days… This act almost wrung Alexis’s mental power dry.
Listening to the explanation given by the mysterious figure in the yellow robe.
Mr. Black White looked thoughtful, “May I have a copy?”
“Sure!”
As many tentacles grew out from under the yellow robe.
Just like a printer, a copy of the novel was instantly reprinted.
Mr. Black White, acting as a reviewer, quickly read through the book on the spot and gave a simple evaluation.
“A quite fine novel. It should be a best-seller if put on the shelves in Holy City… However, there are flaws in the classification of the Dragon species. I hope more features of each species can be highlighted.”
Upon hearing this, the possessed butler had a look of thrill on his face, “Really? That’s fantastic!”
Mr. Black White seized the opportunity to put forth a vitally important suggestion.
“If you wish to continue writing in the future, I can find more professional writers to collaborate with you… In this way, you won’t have to risk infiltrating the Holy City, and we would feel more at ease.”
The man in the yellow robe eagerly agreed, “Sure! But it doesn’t seem particularly easy to arrange a meeting with you, does it?”
“If it’s inconvenient to meet me, you can have my student relay messages for you…” Mr. Black White suggested, patting Han Dong on the shoulder.
He seemed to have planned beforehand to shift the focus onto Han Dong.
“Oh! It’s the young man who can glean my true form!”
A few white tentacles flashed out from the butler’s eyes, expressing great interest.
Unconcerned by any potential attack from Mr. Black White, it walked straight towards Han Dong.
Tik tak tik tak~
Han Dong kept his head low, drenched in sweat from head to toe as he listened to the approaching footsteps.
He couldn’t even utter a word during this high-dimensional conversation…
The butler, now half a meter away, stared at Han Dong and closely examined him.
“Dead Spirit Demon Eye… I’m surprised a human could learn such a technique.
And your head, it seems to carry a profound history! There’s a smell of rotten fish that I don’t particularly fancy, mixed with various other peculiar scents.
How interesting! I love ‘abnormalities’ such as yourselves, a crow and a head!
Anyway… If I ever want to pen down any work in the future, I’ll get in touch with you directly. Please ensure to provide an accomplished writer who can meet my creative requirements.
If not, I’ll have to personally pick a suitable writer.”
Mr. Black White’s mask cracked a smile, “No problem! And… What do we get in return?”
The possessed butler poked at his nose with a tentacle grown out from his fingertip. After contemplating for a while, he replied:
“This young man hasn’t left the Holy City yet, has he?
If you encounter any problems outside the city in the future, you can come to me for help… But only for minor issues! If you provoke something big, I won’t be able to lend a hand.
I don’t really like getting myself into trouble.”
Mr. Black White continued to question, “How can we know if you’ll help him or assimilate him?”
“Believe it or not… I don’t care. Even if I can’t find a writer through you, I can still infiltrate the Holy City by other similar means.”
“Please allow me three minutes to consider.”
“Take your time.”
With a serene smile, the butler patiently waited.
During the consideration period, Mr. Black White switched masks.
Donning the White Mask, he applied a different thought mode to analyze this ‘critical negotiation’.
Three minutes later, he promptly made his decision, “Deal.”
The possessed butler turned to Han Dong, “Young man, reach out your hand…”
As the butler’s mouth opened wide, a primary tentacle sprang forth from within him, making contact with the back of Han Dong’s left hand.
He felt a peculiar sensation of his soul being touched.
A [Yellow Mark] was slowly etched out.
“Young man, we’ll stay in touch through this mark… Here’s to a pleasant collaboration.”
