Chapter 40: CHAPTER 40 JAILBREAK

One month, and two weeks. It has only been that long since I was staying here in prison, but here I am, already making a jailbreak. I have no plans of becoming a fugitive.

After I do my thing, I will immediately return to this prison. “Lu, do you see any guards?”

Lu, my bird friend is scouting for me to see where the patrol guards are. Though we are in an enclosed space, Lu still manages to enter and accompany me here in my short prison days. “Heh! You should be grateful. You’d be lonely if it weren’t for me. But really? It’s only been a week since I infiltrated this place, but we are already leaving. Isn’t that kind of boring?”

I ignore the bird. I peek from a corner of the wall. I see one guard having a smoke. He looks unguarded. I rush to him with alacrity. With a swift chop at the back of his neck, I knock him out.

In Hino Country, there is ‘Zetten’, a type of advanced Ki-manipulation technique. To my eyes though, I see it more as a form of Martial Arts that Hino mages incorporate into their magic, or yojutsu as they call it.

In my short amount of time here in prison, I manage to recreate the ‘idea’ of Martial Arts of my old world. It is nothing fancy and their is nothing magical about it, just a combination of all sorts of moves. I see another guard idly walking by a corner. He also had a cig in his mouth.

I push my palm out surprising the idle guard. I target his lips with a cigarette on it, I forcefully push the cigarette into his throat making the poor guard swallow it. I use my other palm to strike his throat amplifying the psychological and physical pain. I didn’t stop at just that. With a swift ascending kick, I target his jaw completely earning a knockout.

I proceed running, and with Lu’s guidance, I quickly arrive at the storage area where the criminals' grimoires are. It is funny how the prison guards keep their prisoners' grimoires this close. I reckon it is on purpose so that they can attract more idiots like me who’d love to do a jailbreak.

Prison guards with their own grimoire are waiting in the storage room. From the looks of it, it looks like they are the regular guards that protect this place. “Dear guards, I am going to be a bit rough on this one.”

With a thought, I usher my grimoire which is nowhere to be seen. “Singularity Divide!” Cutting through the walls, I made debris and clouds of dust scatter. I hear a subtle laugh from a corner. I approach it, and there, I find my pinky-sized grimoire.

I had a long time to think since coming to this world. I am certainly strong, but not strong enough to tilt the balance of this world. At most, I will be the strongest in about a single turn and maybe with my bluffs, I can reach far.

Who knows? Maybe, I can shape this world as I desire and as contradictory to the original story that I long for. However, that’s too much. Too much work, too much effort.

Yet I try so hard to get a hold of the so-called original story. I am insane, I have become certain of that. Thinking along these lines, I realize how much of a bad man I am.

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My awareness of the future gives me the edge to accomplish things I want, yet I cling to it not changing. “I cling to a predetermined future that’s already been decided,” I whisper to myself with a trace of conflict in my heart.

There are lives that I can save, yet I dare not to, just because of this obsession. Clearly, I can save Acier Silva if I want to.

But because of my selfishness, I don’t want to. “I could have at least tried.” I admonish myself. Seeing Nozel’s determination and unyielding emotions, I realize I shouldn’t be selfish.

I am doing this jailbreak not because I am hurrying to save a person’s life. I am just very greedy. I will find a way that would allow me to save Acier Silva’s life and at the same time maintain the original story.

There must be a path that I can walk. I will create an ending beyond the predetermined ending long has been written in the story of Black Clover. I will find a place for myself in this world regardless of the author’s opinion. Unlike Sabrina who desires to return home, I will stay in this world.

Like a puzzle piece, I will fit into the big picture!

Otherworlders? Devils? Planet Earth? Screw them. This is not just a jailbreak in the literal sense. I will be also breaking from the metaphorical jail constraining me. I will escape the rigid thoughts of how I, a singularity, don’t have a place in this world.

Grabbing my pinky-sized grimoire, I rush amidst the chaotic fallout. The guards cannot even take a hold of me thanks to the chaos. I dodge the falling debris with ease. The dust becoming a smokescreen doesn’t even prove to be an obstacle to me.

Just like that, I escape Clover Kingdom’s flimsy prison. Seriously, I think the kingdom is not doing its best in securing its prisoners.

With my prison uniform made of black and white, people will easily recognize me as an escaped criminal. I abandon my dignity. Removing all of my clothes, I run naked into Silva Residence’s direction. “Lu, I am not really good at geography, can you tell me where the Silva Residence is?”

Lu exasperatedly answers me. “Fine, just don’t lose sight of me, you streaking pervert!”

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