The Grand Duelist

Joseph returned to the world of Victory.

When he went outside his residence within the Underground Penitentiary...

What greeted him was Ezreal who stood at the side of his doors.

"Did you wait for too long?" Joseph asked. Seeing Ezreal's closed eyes and his arms that were placed in front of his chest. It was obvious that he had waited for Joseph for quite a long time.

"It doesn't matter, master. Even if it's a thousand years, I can wait for you." Ezreal replied with a light smile and Joseph couldn't help but awkwardly chuckle. He always felt strange whenever he saw the light of zeal and admiration within Ezreal's eyes.

Even though he was the bonafide Grand Duelist of the current generation. Joseph hadn't done anything worthy of Ezreal's worship and admiration.

Because of this, he often felt guilty whenever he was looking at Ezreal's admiring eyes and whenever Ezreal moved along with his desires.

"Master needs to find more information about that particular blacksmith, right? In that case, then it's much better that we increase our ranks in here first so that we could be privy to that kind of information." Ezreal said and Joseph nodded his head.

"You're right, we need to be promoted as Inquisitors at least before we could get some information about that Legendary Blacksmith."

"In that case, master. Let's go?"

"Hmm? Where are we going?" Joseph asked.

"Of course, it's at Cellblock 5. I heard some screams and shouts earlier in there and I think that the Jail Janitors are in the middle of their tortures." Ezreal casually said and Joseph couldn't help but gulp a mouthful of saliva in nervousness.

Joseph was still human and seeing those gory scenes still made him weak in his knees.

He wasn't someone that could be compared to those veterans in war. Although he had a fair share of gore when he battled against NPCs back at the Festival of Battles. Those scenes only happened since he didn't have any other choice. Back then, it was to kill or be killed.

But a one-sided torture?

Joseph didn't know if he could do something as vicious as that so, he felt nervous.

Ezreal felt the hesitation within Joseph and he spoke: "Master must not hesitate. The mighty Grand Duelist of the ancient times almost always never hesitated. For her, a moment of hesitation meant defeat. Right now, Master must do what must be done for the sake of master's objectives."

Joseph felt like he suddenly awakened from his trance when he heard Ezreal's words.

"You're right, thank you Ezreal. It's really a blessing that you're here by my side."

Joseph wasn't exaggerating when he said these words. Ezreal was a monster whose level was at least three hundred. If he wasn't a blessing for the weak Joseph. What was he?

"Likewise, master." Ezreal deeply bowed, and one could see the enthusiasm on his face due to the fact that he heard Joseph's praises for him.

Joseph once again felt strange upon seeing his excitement. But since he had other things that he must do. He shrugged and erased the hesitation in his mind.

"Let's go."

The two walked side by side and once again entered the depths of Cellblock 5.

"Just fucking tell us the location of your treasures already!"

"Stop being so tight-lipped, you do know that this torment will not end until you talk, right?!"

"Senior John, there's no need to be like this. Now that you're in here, you won't be getting out. None of your assets on the outside will do you any good. Why not just reveal the truth? Then things will go easy for you! In fact, life in here could actually be pretty nice if you're just obedient~"

Joseph and Ezreal saw that the Jail Janitors of the Cellblock 5 were threatening someone. Some even cajoled and acted as a good cop, but their method never worked for the one whom they were threatening didn't even look at them nor talked.

While the two were approaching in curiosity. Joseph had a frown on his face due to the thick smell of filth and ammonia in the air.

One of the Jail Janitors turned around and Joseph found that it was Javier.

"Oh? You're already awake? You really woke up late, eh? But it's okay since you're new here. We can forgive your tardiness."

"But of course, it's better if you show up on time. Hahaha." Javier loudly laughed when he saw Joseph and he started teasing the latter as if they were close friends for a long time already.

Joseph slightly bowed and replied: "I'm really sorry about that Senior Javier. I am still getting used to the environment underground and I didn't really have a good night's sleep so I woke up late."

Ezreal also bowed along with him, but he didn't talk.

It seemed like, for Ezreal. His bowing was enough to showcase that he was apologetic.

"Hahaha, like I said. You shouldn't really worry about any punishment. But since you're here and you're new. You must undergo our initiation rites before our brothers in here can recognize you as one of us." Javier said and Ezreal frowned along with Joseph.

"What does Senior mean by initiation rites?" Joseph asked in a careful manner.

"Before that, I hope that you can drop the Senior. Only a day has passed and you're acting so respectful with me already. Just remember that each and every one of us within the Cellblock 5 are brothers! Setting that aside, you can just call me Brother Javier!"

Joseph nodded his head and continued: "Then, from now on. I'll call Senior as Brother Javier."

"Hahaha, good, good, good!" Javier looked jovial for he even repeated the word, "good" three times.

"Alright, let's get to business. Do you see that guy surrounded by our brothers? He's that notorious Old Bastard John."

Joseph turned to look at the direction where Javier was pointing and there, he found a bulky man surrounded by other Jail Janitors.

Despite sitting cross-legged, Joseph found that the man was still at least two meters tall.

He judged that if the man stood up, he could be compared to fearsome giants that roamed the continent of Victory.

The eyes of that gigantic man glowed in red and a fierce smile could be seen on his lips.

Furthermore, he looked at the surrounding Jail Janitors with eyes that displayed bold desires, desires which made Joseph clench his buttcheeks as he cringed in fear.

The man had a murderous aura surrounding him that could only be achieved if he wantonly killed every one whom he met whenever he went. In other words, he was a man that couldn't be underestimated nor trifled with.

Even Joseph thought that it was a miracle that the Underground Penitentiary managed to capture this man.

This fact further increased the fear that Joseph had towards those that managed the Underground Penitentiary.

Just how strong they were that they could forcefully imprison someone like this man?

"He's that notorious Old Bastard John that's been a wanted man for about several years already due to his tendencies of casually killing anyone that he meets in the streets. He doesn't spare anyone, including children, dogs, and cats. But that's not the reason why he's particularly infamous."

Joseph frowned. He found it hard to believe that someone could become as vicious as what Javier described. But when he saw the crazed look of the man. Even he was convinced that the words of Javier seemed possible.

"What's worse is that this bastard is also a serial rapist. The gender didn't matter, his criteria are that someone should have white skin comparable to snow and they should also look delicate."

"If these criteria are met. Your gender will not matter or how old you are! This bastard doesn't even spare babies!"

Joseph and Ezreal's eyes widened in shock. Joseph's reaction was an obvious one, but it was unexpected that Ezreal would react so violently towards what Javier had said. Joseph glanced at him and found that Ezreal's expression displayed great shock and disturbance.

It looked like it was the first time that Ezreal heard of such atrocity even with his experience of traveling throughout the continent and experiencing the vicissitudes of life.

"Then why is someone like him staying in here instead of being given the death penalty?"

Joseph asked and Javier promptly replied.

"Well, it's because that old bastard is also known for hoarding treasures from places that he pillaged. The Kingdom found out that this old bastard had a treasure trove somewhere within the territory of the Kingdom. They want to get those treasures and that's the reason why they sent this old bastard in here..."

Joseph's eyes shone when he heard what Javier said and he looked like he was about to say something when Ezreal suddenly chimed in their conversation.

"Shouldn't it be better if that man is handed over to Inquisitors or the Jail Warden?" Ezreal took the words out of Joseph's mouth and Javier bitterly smiled when he heard his question.

"Well, it was announced to us that those who managed to pry open the mouth of this bastard are entitled to great rewards from his treasure trove. It has been a month already since he's imprisoned in here, but not even the Jail Warden could force a confession out of him. His lips are too tight and his willpower is strong!"

Joseph and Ezreal now looked serious. He didn't expect that the Kingdom had rewards for those that managed to pry open the mouth of this notorious old bastard, John.

But since no one could open his mouth ever since he arrived here a month ago.

He was soon passed to the Fifth Deputy Warden like a used cum rag.

This was the first day that he came to Cellblock 5, and every Jail Janitor was enthusiastic about making him confess.

"But since he's here, he's destined to submit." Javier arrogantly said and he gestured towards the two to come forward and follow him towards the cell where the Old Bastard John was located.

When Old Bastard John saw them coming over. His vicious smile deepened and he suddenly jumped to his feet and let out a furious roar.

His roar intimidated everyone for a moment.

[ A scream filled with anger has bestowed hesitation upon you! ]

[ Under the effects of your title, "The Sun That Overlooks Everything", and "Mythical Authority". ]

[ You have resisted. ]

"I have tasted bastards like you so many times that I can't count how many of them perished under my hands anymore!"

"Shut the fuck up!" One of the guards cried out and he pointed his finger at the ceiling of the cell. At that moment, the darkened ceiling suddenly shone in a crimson light which manifested lightning that struck Old Bastard John squarely at his head and caused him to cry out in agonizing pain.

Joseph who saw what was going on, couldn't help but take a step backward.

But when he remembered what Ezreal said earlier, he steeled himself, and finally stepped forward and walked closer towards the direction of the man whom he considered as an apostle of a demon.

Right now, Joseph felt like he was voluntarily walking towards the jaws of hell...