I Met the Male Lead in Prison

ces of cookies in my mouth.

“But how do you know so much?”

“Oh, it’s underground hearsay.”

Oh.
The information’s a fraud.
Looking at his posture, he was really swindling me right now.
But nevertheless, I wasn’t bored listening to his detailed outside stories.

Anyway, it is also necessary for me to listen for the people involved here are the Hel and the Domulit family.
If I get out of prison, I will for sure try to stay away from them and live in faraway lands.
But, how can I do that?

“Now, what was your problem? Is it worth exchanging for the information I just spilled?

“What a joke.
It wasn’t a big deal.
It’s just that I didn’t receive letters from my brother.
He’s not the kind of guy that would leave me hanging.”

I always thought that he was a sincere and considerate person for always sending me letters.
Now I’m kind of uncertain about that.

“You mean the brother who kept sending you the letters? Hmm… something urgent must have happened.
Don’t worry too much.
People don’t change that easily.
I assure you.”

“Thank you.”

I hope so, too.
I’m a little worried.
I don’t know what I could do since I am imprisoned here.
Right now, my best option was to just wait.
That’s what I always do, though.

Half an hour later.
Our free time in the living room was over, so I returned to my room.
And still, looking at my desk empty never felt this painful.

“…If I was released from prison, I might get abandoned.
I wish I had asked for more before this happened.”

I kept thinking that I was here because of my brother and father’s sins.
They are responsible for my stay here.
I closed my eyes and buried myself in bed feeling dejected.
Fortunately, there is a bed that I can rely on.

A few days later, the heavy rain that was falling hard turned light with a precipitation rate of less than 2.5 mm per hour.
I presumed.

“The rain will be completely over in a while.”

“Yes, I see.” The guard must have read my mind.

It’s a good thing that it will be over soon, I miss walking outside.
Slouching in the living room, which at first I thought was great, became boring after a few days.

As I was lost in my thoughts while sitting on the living room’s couch, someone sat at the opposite side.
It was Baron again.
Looking at him, his face somehow seems to be full of interest.
Hmm.
When we first met, that’s the face he wore and did his scam.

“Iana, have you heard? No.
You must not have heard!”

I laughed, he was so amusing with his approach.

“Of course.
I haven’t heard anything.
What is it? Please tell me quickly.
”

“Hmmm, aren’t I awesome?”

Oh my! Praising himself first.
What a vain man.
I turned my head up.

Ugh!

I’m itching to get the rumor!

“Well, there’s a rumor that Archduke Harnim was seriously injured.
But the good news is… The ‘real criminal’ who blew up Count Andrea was caught.”

At that moment I caught a clue of Chaser’s original plan, which was laid out in fragments, basing on the information Baron gave me.

“I guess the real culprit wasn’t Chaser Rube Domulit… or maybe he was still in the process of achieving his ‘true crime’.”