Outside the courtyard wall of the new ho flows the Lucavaro River, the scenery is quite enchanting.
Kilmainham Prison is located in the Maen District and Lucavaro District, both of which belong to the outer fifteen districts, outside the old city walls of Strasbourg.
Looking down from the terrace, the first thing that catches the eye is the courtyard of Charlotte's new house, which is quite large, about six or seven hundred square ters, with a stable and a well, a pleasant surprise.
The maids are working very hard, and as the evening approaches, they light up kerosene lamps, carry buckets, hold rags, and move in and out of the rooms, bustling about with their tasks.
Charlotte took a short nap on a sofa in one room, and when he woke up, he saw a very clean and tidy room, several maids had worked all night to clean the building thoroughly.
Feeling slightly guilty, Charlotte paid them double and sent the maids away before hailing a public carriage straight to the Maen District.
He had only taken one day off and still had to go to work at Kilmainham Prison today.
Charlotte's imdiate superior, nierman Sui, did not inquire about his leave of absence from the previous day, instead assigning him three tis the normal workload.
Charlotte worked until he was dizzy and couldn't finish on ti. In fact, he didn't get to leave at all and ended up sleeping in the office that night.
When he woke up again in the office, what caught his eye was an army uniform-clad beauty sitting cross-legged on his desk.
Charlotte's first reaction was actually, "Sister nierman always seems to wear an army uniform, I've never seen her in any other style."
Charlotte hurriedly stood up and straightened his jacket, saying, "Warden, is there any work for today?"
nierman Sui seed in an odd mood, sowhat somber as she said, "Today there's no paperwork to handle, co with ."
Charlotte didn't say anything and followed his senior.
nierman Sui led him deep into the prison and downward.
Having worked at the prison for so ti, Charlotte had never left the office area, so it was his first ti venturing into the depths of the prison.
To his surprise, this largest prison of the Empire had few prisoners, with many cells empty and desolate.
He wasn't very concerned with the prisoners' affairs and didn't ponder what this implied.
Kilmainham Prison was a fortress-style structure, within its thick, towering walls were only five buildings—the first and second office buildings, the military guard barracks, the stable, and the main prison body.
Charlotte had just found out that the prison's underground portion was much deeper than the aboveground section, having followed nierman Sui down seventeen or eighteen floors before he finally reached the very bottom of the prison.
The lowest level of the prison was not dark.
A grand door imbued with a sacred aura stood at the center of the underground chamber.
Dozens of ard prison guards stood at the ready, fully equipped.
Upon nierman Sui's arrival, the guards hastily saluted, and the warden waved her hand dismissively before stepping through the door built into the underground.
Charlotte hesitated for a mont before following her inside, and no one stopped him.
After passing through the door, Bloody Glory inside Charlotte suddenly boiled over, emitting a faint red glow from his body.
He quickly forced open the Bloody Vortex at his brow, reining in Bloody Glory and calming the turmoil within, though he felt sowhat surprised at the bottom of his heart.
Bloody Glory wouldn't boil for no reason.
On the other side of the door was still a heavily guarded underground chamber.
Of course, it resembled more a mine.
The guards patrolling this secret chamber all had a transcendent aura, with a dense killing intent that made Charles extrely uncomfortable; he even touched the Vampiric Hand Axe hidden in his clothes.
nierman Sui led him through several heavily guarded gates, and they erged from a dark tower.
Once again stepping onto the ground, Charles exclaid in surprise, now certain of one thing.
This was no longer within the Fars Empire.
nierman asked in a deep voice, "Do you know what a dinsional plane is?"
Charles nodded, indicating his knowledge, as he had studied about it at the university.
nierman said, "This is the real Kilmainham Prison, a demi-plane abandoned by the gods, which once had a splendid civilization."
"Every year, the Empire transports a large number of prisoners here, erases their mories, fabricates their identities, and makes them residents of this place to explore ruins and extract wealth for the Empire."
Charles's voice was sowhat hoarse; he thought of several distressing matters and asked with trepidation, "Senior, did you bring here to entrust with a task?"
nierman said, "Follow ."
About a few minutes later, Charles encountered soone he remarkably didn't expect.
Zimrman Axel Robin!
Charles had seen nurous files on Zimrman Axel Robin, but he was not the least acquainted with this legendary man of the Empire.
Zimrman was restrained on a stone bed, surrounded by countless figures in black coats and hoods, bustling about.
nierman's tone was grave, and she spoke softly, "In a little while, Zimrman Axel Robin will no longer exist in this world. There will only be a Captain Huntington dedicated to the Empire, having lost all his mories."
Charles was at a loss for words. nierman Sui had co to bid her forr fiancé a final farewell; his presence here was clearly superfluous, yet he couldn't entirely avoid being part of it.
Zimrman was either injected with an anesthetic capable of suppressing transcendent abilities or subjected to a special restraining spell, as he lay very still, only struggling slightly when the alchemy circle emitted a strange light.
Of course, it appeared more like a convulsion.
The phantom of an ancient and hefty to slowly erged, with countless wisps of insubstantial grey mist rising from Zimrman's body and flowing into this peculiar book.
Under the pull of a mysterious force, a radiant fighting spirit glow blossod from nierman Sui.
Bloody Glory within Charles also began to boil again, and faint strands of secret connection ford between him and the phantom of the ancient and hefty to.
Charles couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice, "The Jade Book!"
He had not seen it, but had heard of the book.
It was a Divine Artifact bestowed by the Serpent of Destiny, one of the Nine Great True Gods.
There was a dedicated course at the university discussing the origins and functions of the Jade Book and the discipline of Magic Alchemy derived from knowledge in the Jade Book.
The Jade Book bestowed by the Serpent of Destiny to humanity, the Golden Book of the Sun granted by The Lord of Radiance to his followers, and the Dead Sea Scrolls left by the Lampbearer, were acclaid as the three cornerstones of human civilization.
Of course, as a transmigrator, Charles didn't quite believe this assertion. He had studied the civilization of this era, which didn't seem much related to these three Divine Artifacts; but that didn't diminish the awe in his heart.
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