#120 - Chapter 120 Rain of Xiliu
Just as the group was preparing to send Barret into the prison cell.
"Heard Barret got sent in here too?"
"Is that him, Magellan?"
Heavy footsteps echoed through the sixth level.
All eyes instantly focused on the newcomer.
He was tall and imposing, nearly 3 meters in height, like a moving mountain. Just standing there, he exuded a sense of pressure.
A cigar was clamped between his lips, and through the swirling smoke, his gaze was calm and profound, as if he could see into the abyss of the human heart.
His steps were steady and slow, each one seeming to measure the ground, and the surrounding air grew heavy.
With his arrival, the atmosphere of Impel Down underwent a subtle change.
The originally fierce pirates couldn't help but restrain their ferocity, casting scrutinizing or even wary glances at this young man.
The young man stopped not far from Barret, gently removing the cigar from his mouth, his voice soft with a hint of barely perceptible curiosity.
"Is that Barret?"
Magellan frowned, clearly showing a moment of displeasure.
He didn't have much affection for Shiryu, whose methods of dealing with pirates were cruel and excessive, his actions contrasting sharply with Magellan's way of maintaining order and calmly performing his duties.
Magellan's voice was deep and magnetic as he asked, "Shiryu, what are you doing here?"
Shiryu stopped, his eyes not directly meeting Magellan's, but leisurely sweeping around the inside of the prison.
His actions seemed to display his indifference to everything here, before finally slowly returning to Magellan.
He didn't answer Magellan's question directly, but instead a faint sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
A Warden should prevent violence and injustice, but Shiryu's presence seemed to add another layer of fear here.
His voice finally sounded, low and full of power:
"I'm here to inspect the prison."
"And to take a look at Douglas Barret."
Most of the surrounding marines and guards silently retreated to the side, unwilling to get involved in this contest of power and principles.
A hint of imperceptible indifference flashed across Shiryu's face as he slowly turned his head, his eyes piercing the heavy air, staring directly at Magellan.
It was a look full of defiance, containing both disdain and an unquestionable confidence.
"I just killed some pirates who deserved to die," his voice was hoarse, with a hint of sonorousness, "You don't need to be so hostile towards me."
In the harsh environment of Impel Down, everyone's actions and words were scrutinized by countless eyes.
Shiryu's words were not only a direct response to Magellan, but also a potential demonstration to the surrounding marines and guards.
However, Magellan was not swayed by Shiryu's tough attitude.
He stood his ground, his gaze like an abyss, appearing both calm and profound.
Magellan's posture was so upright and unquestionable, his unhurried attitude like a silent protest.
He took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, his voice conveying a sense of unavoidable heaviness and responsibility, retorting, "Since the rules prohibit killing the pirates here indiscriminately, then we should abide by them."
His sigh echoed between the prison cells, this sentence not only a reminder to Shiryu, but also a warning to everyone.
There was no anger in Magellan's eyes, only a slight disappointment in Shiryu.
He leaned forward slightly, this simple action silently emphasizing his position, no more words needed, he had clearly stated his attitude.
Magellan's footsteps stopped abruptly, he had intended to pass this moment of stalemate and continue to fulfill his responsibilities.
However, looking around, he realized that the air in the sixth level of the prison seemed to have solidified, all sounds strangely disappearing, leaving only the occasional sound of dripping water echoing in the cold corridors.
He raised his eyebrows slightly, and suddenly turned back, only to see everyone's eyes focused on Shiryu.
Under the gaze of the crowd, a subtle smile appeared on the corner of Shiryu's mouth.
The smile contained a hint of ambition that was not understood and an unsuppressed desire, like a wild beast long confined suddenly encountering the door to freedom.
"These words are actually for this marine."
Shiryu's voice was soft and full of echoes, and in response to the rhythm of his words, his shoulders gently lifted, as if releasing the pressure in his heart.
"I've also found that guarding prisoners is a bit depressing for me."
His voice was slightly melancholic, his words overflowing with a suffocating fatigue and struggle.
His eyes became distant and deep with his words, as if beyond the boundaries of this dark prison.
"I'd rather roam the sea."
As soon as the words came out, Shiryu's eyes shot out an unprecedented light, an ultimate longing for freedom, a fanatical pursuit of adventure.
"Annihilate those pirates on the sea."
His tone was firm, carrying a decisiveness and perseverance that only a former Warden would have.
Then, his gaze turned to the protagonist, his eyes full of evaluation and recognition.
"So, I want to leave here and join the Marines," his body leaned forward slightly, his movements revealing a hidden desire for common ground while maintaining differences.
"I want to join you."
These words were like a stone falling into water, creating ripples.
Jin-An felt Shiryu's gaze, the substantive stare carrying fervent emotions.
At this moment, Shiryu's inner self was revealed, he yearned to transcend the shackles of these walls, longing for the boundless sea and the free sky.
Shiryu's monologue not only broke the stalemate in the prison, but also established a new connection point between him and Jin-An, their destinies appearing with new possibilities of intersection at this moment.
Jin-An stood under the pale light, his eyes slightly closed.
His chin was slightly raised, his breathing sounding particularly clear in the quiet prison.
After a moment, he opened his eyes, a decisive light in his deep gaze. His voice sounded low and steady,
"We agree with annihilating pirates,"
Hearing these words, a glimmer flashed in Shiryu's eyes.
Like a fire lit in the middle of the night.
The desire to chase and fight in the ocean was almost leaping out of his pupils at this moment.
His body leaned forward more and more significantly, like a sailboat ready to set sail at any time, strongly resonating with the protagonist's words.
However, in the dark prison, the pirates' eyes shot out different lights.
It was wildness and defiance, a beast being targeted by a hunter, revealing an uncontrollable ferocity.
They clenched their teeth, their hands tightly gripping the iron bars, the cramped space seeming to instantly fill with tension and hostility.
"But the rules must be followed,"
Jin-An continued, his voice echoing between the prison stone walls, like a hammer firmly striking everyone's hearts.
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