Chapter 255 [0253] The Secret Deep in the Pure Water Prison

After occupying Stillwater Prison, a crow appeared on Swain's shoulder.

"You did a good job, kid." Lamer's voice was as hoarse and unpleasant as ever, "You are worthy of being the one I chose to carry the secret!"

"Stop talking nonsense." Swain, who had won the victory, did not have much joy in his tone, "Because we must take down this prison, the warriors of Noxus have suffered unnecessary casualties - it is best that your secret is worth the price."

"Oh my, what a cold-blooded ruler!" Lamer did not care about Swain's tone and continued to speak to himself, "Do you think the loyalty of these soldiers is just a bargaining chip that can be measured? It's really more cruel than a demon like me, quack quack quack -"

"Stop talking nonsense, crow." Swain clenched his teeth, and the veins on his forehead bulged slightly, "Tell me, what are you looking for?"

"A doll." Lamer, who seemed to have finally laughed enough, finally spoke again, "An old, broken, and no one cares about the doll..."

"This is a prison, not a toy factory. I don't think there are any dolls here." Swain smiled slightly. Squinting his eyes, he looked at the soldiers escorting the prison guards into the prison, "Don't play dumb with me, I'm not interested in such roundabout things."

"But you are naturally good at this, ah, the ability to explore secrets, which is why I like you." The crow flapped its wings, "And, this time I didn't play dumb... What I hope to find is really just a doll."

"Be more specific." Swain made his request, "I just want my soldiers to know what they are looking for."

"It's hard to say, I only know that the doll is the only feature." The crow said in a rare serious tone, "Maybe it's a person holding a tattered doll, maybe a guy with a doll tattoo, maybe a person who transformed himself into a doll, maybe a dancer who can do the doll dance... That guy is really too versatile."

Although Lamer chose to use "that guy" to refer to his target, Swain almost subconsciously determined that Lamer was looking for a demon.

This cognition that seemed to come from instinct made Swain a little uneasy.

Swain didn't know why he thought so, and why he knew this. Obviously, Lamer had always been very secretive about his goal and never revealed it, but Swain just had this feeling.

Is it the natural sixth sense that Lamer mentioned?

Or is it the subtle synaesthesia after signing a contract with the devil?

Swain twitched his mouth calmly and chose not to think about this issue.

"So, just find the person with the doll mark, right?" Swain confirmed again, "That's your goal."

"Right, right, go!" The crow flapped its wings impatiently, "That guy always acts weird and whimsical, but he doesn't know that no matter how unexpected things are, they will always leave indelible traces... Delirious people also have footprints!"

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Under Swain's command, the Noxian soldiers acted quickly.

Although it was not clear why they were looking for someone "related to dolls", these soldiers still fulfilled their duties conscientiously. After briefly interrogating the prison guards, they began to look for people according to the information provided by the guards.

For the sake of caution, all people with tattoos and clear markings on their bodies will be found and brought to Swain in person for judgment.

As fully armed Noxian soldiers escorted prison guards into the prison like prisoners, the prisoners inside the Stillwater Prison started to make noises.

Although most people didn't know that these guys in armor were from Noxus, as long as you deal with these damn prison guards, you will be our boss!

The excited prisoners began to slap the railings of their cells, wanting to be released first. One by one, the compliments that were so disgusting that they gave people goosebumps were spoken without any cost. These serious criminals seemed to smell the taste of freedom!

However, among the manic crowd, Draven and Tamara looked quite calm.

As true "insiders", the two of them were not only not in a hurry, but even had time to tidy up their appearance - Draven tried hard to comb his beard, which was as messy as a bush, into three strands, and Tamara wiped her face with her clothes to make herself look less embarrassed.

Then, as they expected, the Noxian soldiers escorted the prison guards and released the two of them first.

"Hey, buddy, you guys acted quickly. That bastard Swain is quite trustworthy." Coming out of the small cell, Draven moved his body happily and said in a familiar way, "Do you know where my axe is? I miss them!"

The soldier who remained silent couldn't help but twitch his mouth, ignoring Draven's chattering, and just turned around quickly with him and Tamara and left directly.

Some of the prisoners heard what Draven said and knew that they were in the same group, while others just saw that Draven and Tamara were very quiet, so they were taken away. Therefore, in the noisy prison, many people shut their mouths and waited for possible freedom.

Surprisingly, many people did get the freedom they desired.

Tattoo artists, magicians, gangsters, murderers...

As if they were calling the roll at random, the Noxians took away prisoners one after another.

However, there were too many prisoners in the Quiet Water Prison. As the frequency of Noxians taking away prisoners became lower and lower, the remaining prisoners began to lose their patience.

Seeing that the Noxians even opened the door of the cell and took away a fool who usually only knew how to laugh, someone finally couldn't help it.

"I can contribute to the prosperity of the empire!" A guy who looked strong and healthy took the initiative to speak, "Take me away, I will contribute all my loyalty!"

"Me too!" Someone started, and naturally someone followed, "For the empire, I can go through fire and water!"

"Me too!"

"And me!"

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"..."

In the gradually noisy cell, the idiot who was pulled out of the cell by the Noxians turned his lifeless eyes slightly twice, and suddenly became smart and cunning.

He slightly pulled the corners of his stiff mouth, slowly turned his head, looked at the prisoners in the prison, and showed a silent and terrifying smile.

Karya's small classroom · Management of Still Water Prison:

As Piltover's heavy prison, the conditions in Still Water Prison are extremely bad - unlike other private prisons, the prisoners here will not receive any preferential treatment even if they are rich.

PS. There is another chapter in the second half of the night.