[Code Geass] Irregular 121

Chapter 121 – 120. Prisoner 8441

Progress was easy. It was too easy even if it was easy. 8441. Woojin did not resist and went into the prisoner. I was curious about what the restraining zone was, but seeing it in person, it would not be strange to call it a prison where only one person could enter, rather than calling it a restraining zone. Rather, it was good to see Iron Maiden, or to see it as a sarcophagus in the Egyptian king’s tomb. The difference was that it was made of the same solid steel, and all the holes called holes were blocked so that the eyes could not see them. Its distinctive feature was a very small hole in the corner of its mouth. It seemed to have been drilled to let air in, but the hole was barely big enough for a toothpick.
The sense of euthanasia proceeded rapidly. The ceiling was said to be open, and the height of the ceiling was about 3m. It was a height that ordinary people could never escape, and there were no supports to climb on, but in the case of 8441, which was hollowed out in the middle, it seemed that it was possible to jump high enough to punch up to the ceiling.

Sutherland broke the ceiling and picked up 8441, which was trapped in a restraint. He got out in an instant, but there was nothing 8441 could do. Without any unexpected circumstances, Dorothea boarded the transport with 8441’s restraints and flew away ignoring Mario waving at her. Inside the transporter, he, 8441, and three soldiers were riding together in preparation for any unforeseen situation.

As it is, he flew to Alcatraz Prison, and his job was over. In fact, he was a bit unconvinced. Dorothea couldn’t understand why he had to come all the way to himself, the Knight of the Rounds, in spite of such impenetrable protection.

“Hey.”

Inside Iron Maiden, Woojin’s voice was heard. Dorothea came to her senses at the sound of Woojin’s voice.

“Are you the Night of the Rounds?”
“Yes. Why?”
“No, just. I want the Night of Rounds to transport prisoners if there’s nothing to do.”

Giggle Woojin inside Iron Maiden laughed. Dorothea frowned at him. Then Woojin continued to ask.

“Do you know the news of Area 11?”
“Why do you ask that?”
“Because I’m from there.”

Dorothea thought for a moment. He turned his gaze to the soldiers next to him, but he himself was superior to the soldiers. He said it was nonsense to leave judgment to soldiers. He thought to himself that this amount of information would be irrelevant.

“It’s going well. Special Administrative Zone Japan is gone.”
“It’s gone?”
“Yes. Kyoto 6 has become 5. A family betrayed them. They joined the Black Knights.”
“The Black Knights?”
“Don’t you know? It’s a resistance group founded while you were active.”
“Ah.”

Woojin didn’t say anything more. Dorothea was in a strange mood. He was overjoyed that he was talking to a notorious criminal. And there was also a case where the criminal was unexpectedly compliant and well-spoken. At least he didn’t seem bored while going to Alcatraz.

“What happened to the Black Knights?”
“Black Rebellion has failed and disappeared.”
“Black Rebellion?”

I heard Woojin’s panicked voice. Why? Compulsive? A strange sound was heard, and Woojin was silent for a moment. When Ugin stopped talking about Dorothea, Dorothea became bored again. After a while, Woojin asked quietly again.

“What about zero?”
“Zero is missing, and now the Black Knights are almost disintegrated.”
“Is Her Highness Euphemia all right?”
“Princess Euphemia is missing. No one knows if she is alive or dead.”
“…”

Dorothea laughed. A knight covered in blood to protect Princess Euphemia. Kam Woo-jin. Prisoner number 8441. How would she feel if the princess she saved with the determination to become like this was said to be missing? She started to wonder a little.

“Princess Cornelia is also missing. Currently, Area 11 is ruled by Governor Carales.”
“Hoo.”

Woojin chuckled. It looked like he was having a lot of fun. What has changed… What has not changed… I muttered incomprehensible words to myself. Dorothea felt strange. She was starting to feel like she was being ignored.

“You. What are you muttering about?”
Hehe! Hehe! Giggles!”

Dorothea was speechless as Woojin suddenly started laughing like a madman. He said he was crazy, and he really seemed like a crazy person. To Dorothea, who was dumbfounded, Woo-jin quietly opened his mouth.

“Hey.”
“…Why?”
“It was really frustrating. There was no way to get out of this fucking prison. I thought I was going crazy. I knew it wasn’t unreasonable that people would go crazy if they were not exposed to sunlight and were only exposed to fluorescent lights for six months, but I was directly victimized. It looked great.”
“So?”
“Rather, I thought that it was fortunate that I was subjected to a living experiment. I was sane at that time, but if I hadn’t been subjected to a living experiment, I would have gone mad. I think I probably didn’t commit suicide.”
“…”
“The researcher at the prison didn’t tell me anything even when I asked. That was the most frustrating.
“So? Why are you saying that?”
“What is it?”

It’s because I’m frustrated.

Woojin said that and remained silent. Dorothea was frustrated. It seemed that Woojin had something. He’s missing something. It was hard to figure out what it was.

“Do you know a guy named Krurugi Szak?”
“You mean the ace pilot of the correspondent?”
“Hoo?”
“How do you know him?”
“Because I belonged to the correspondent department too.”
“What?”

Dorothea was surprised by Ugin’s words. It was because there was no word anywhere that Woojin belonged to the correspondent department. Here he seemed to have learned a great secret. The special technical dispatch guidance department is Schneizel’s aide. The criminal who helped the traitorous Princess Euphemia to escape was originally a member of the Special Correspondent? Knowing this could have created a situation where Schneizel’s position would be difficult.

“Do you know the name Naomi Inoue?”
“Researcher Inoue?”
“…Researcher?”
“Ace of the Correspondent. Cecil Crumi’s assistant.”
“Did it happen?”

Kick kick… Woojin looked happy. Dorothea got several keywords from his question. Acquainted with Cecil Crummi and Naomi Inoue. Judging from the conversation between Princess Euphemia and Zero, it seems that they are also related.

“Be quiet.”
“I’m sleeping sigh.”

After that, Woojin didn’t say anything. He continued to pay attention, but when there was no answer from Ugin, Dorothea assumed that Ugin was asleep. Fortunately, there was no mishap where they rebelled to escape. In the conversation with Woo-jin, she saw several bits of truth, but Dorothea gave up thinking about it any further. He didn’t have to know what to say, and it wasn’t the truth that he could use on his own. Just quietly send him to Alcatraz prison and he will have no more encounters with this monstrous criminal.

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The transfer of the perpetrator ended without any problems. However, Dorothea felt uneasy when she saw the reinforced plastic prison that was the pride of Alcatraz Prison. The steel prison at Tangple Prison was so loud that when Woojin punched it, it made the sound of explosives exploding, so although it was thick, it seemed unreliable whether the reinforced plastic could withstand Woojin’s strength. Woojin didn’t rebel and stayed still inside the transparent plastic prison. This was the first time I had actually seen Woojin.

He was incredibly tall and showed muscles like a murder weapon. Dotorea saw Woojin and thought, indeed. With a body like that, it was possible to reasonably understand that he could have committed such a crime in society. Between the plastic walls blocking each other, Woojin smiled at Dorothea.

“She was a woman who looked like this?”
“What do you mean by that?”
“It’s pretty.”
“Gibberish.”

Dorothea passed over Woojin’s sexual harassment without incident. Word of the criminal. She didn’t even have to listen straight. After confirming Woojin’s appearance, there was no longer Dorothea’s business. When she was talking to herself in Iron Maiden, she had never seen Ugin’s real face, so she imagined it as a three-headed and six-bill monster. Although he had an amazing body in person, his face was that of an ordinary 18-year-old boy. He looked so young that if you saw his face, you wouldn’t believe he was a murderer who killed over 40 people.

“What am I supposed to do here?”
“Do nothing. Until I die.”
“Okay?”
“Ah.”

Dorothea answered Woojin’s question. Opinions have been exchanged, she said, that further experiments with living organisms would be pointless. Now that the meaning of biological experiments has faded, Woo-jin can stay here until he dies of old age in Alcatraz Prison. With that, Woo-jin’s job is to end.

“Goodbye.”
“Would you be fine if you were like that?”

Ugin shrugged her shoulders and hit Dorothea back. Dorothea laughed. She didn’t feel particularly offended by the provocative remarks, since she was sure to die from her outside air.

Dorothea turned to leave the prison. He continued to stare at Dorothea’s back as Woojin left from behind.