Ruler's Awakening: Inheritor of the SSS-Rank Dimensional Talent

Chapter 88 Escape Plan

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Two days later.

City prison.

Aaron opened his eyes and found himself in a dark, cold room. His entire body ached, feeling weak and drained.

Ahead of him was an iron bar fence separating his cell from the area outside. Several men sat guard on chairs, talking among themselves. This sight was enough to confirm to Aaron that he was in the city prison.

"How long have I been unconscious?" Aaron wondered.

In his cell, he noticed a bed, a sink, and a toilet. He couldn't believe it—he had saved the city from destruction caused by Bright and the other members of the Dark Legion. But the gratitude he received was far from satisfying.

Staggering slightly, he walked over to the iron bars and asked the guards to explain everything. Hearing someone calling, one of the prison guards walked over to Aaron.

"Hey, why did you imprison me?" Aaron asked.

"I don't know, man. They did it; our job is just to watch over the prisoners."

"Who are 'they'?"

"Commander Andrew and Commander Luke."

"So, Andrew and Luke managed to escape after the battle in the arena."

"If they were the ones who put me in prison, then it's definitely related to my past conflicts with them," Aaron thought.

He sighed, slowly running his hand through his hair. Sooner or later, they'd realize who he was and arrest him for past hostilities.

He remembered something: the Banner of Authority. He opened his digital storage panel and saw that the Banner was still in his possession.

If Bright had died and they searched his storage, they would surely realize the Banner was missing and taken by someone. It was better for Aaron not to flaunt it publicly.

The collar locked around Aaron's neck prevented him from using his magic powers. He had tried to remove it several times, but it was difficult, and each attempt ended with a light shock.

"I need to get out of here soon; staying here any longer would be bad. They could kill me," Aaron thought.

"Aerith."

Aaron called out softly to the woman ruling the Dark Dimension —his voice weak. Despite the low volume, Aerith heard Aaron's call clearly. A dimensional rift appeared in Aaron's cell, unnoticed by the two guards absorbed in their card game.

"I'm glad to see you're awake, Aaron," said Aerith.

"Thank you. I need your help. Can you remove this collar?"

Aerith stepped closer, her eyes narrowing as she gazed at the magic-suppressing collar. A wide smile spread across her face; it was easy for her to remove this restraint from Aaron's neck.

She extended her pale, delicate hand forward, gently touching the collar. Aerith infused it with her dark energy, disrupting the circuits within.

The green light on the collar turned black, then it opened on its own. Aaron took off the collar, feeling his energy flow back, gradually restoring his strength.

"So, what will you do now, Aaron?" Aerith asked.

"For now, I'll escape from this prison and hide in the city's outskirts. The situation in the city center is a complete mess," Aaron replied, sitting cross-legged as he allowed his body to recover.

"Cut ties with those two women and start climbing floors alone, Aaron. It's the best choice for you."

"I know."

After about fifteen minutes of meditation, absorbing the energy around him, Aaron's condition was fully restored. It was more than enough for him to break out of the city prison quickly.

Aerith kept the dimensional rift open, allowing Aaron to enter. Aaron nodded, changed his clothes, and stepped into the rift, leaving his cell empty.

The prison guards realized Aaron was missing after finishing their card game. Their faces turned pale, knowing that Andrew had labeled Aaron as a high-priority fugitive. Aaron's disappearance meant severe punishment for the guards.

"Damn! Where is he?!" one guard shouted, panicking.

The alarm blared throughout the prison, putting all the guards on alert, as the alarm always signaled an escape.

Elsewhere, Aaron walked through the Dark Dimension, looking up and seeing countless soul cages awaiting him to conquer. Aerith smiled, knowing Aaron sought more soul servants.

"You just defeated Genghis Khan, your strength is not enough to challenge them."

"I know. I just thought, what would I be like if I had that many soul servants."

"Hmm, with their power, I think you could conquer a country in a single night."

"That's terrifying." Your journey continues with empire

"I never lie about my words."

Aerith swung her hand, once again. She tore through the dimensional boundary and brought forth a dimensional rift. There, Aerith told Aaron that the place behind the dimensional rift was a safe place.

"Alright."

Aaron stepped closer to Aerith with both hands grasping the woman's hands, suddenly making her blush with shyness.

"Thank you for your help this time, Aerith."

Without Aerith expecting it, Aaron landed his lips on her with a soft touch that was able to arouse her lust. Aerith smiled, receiving Aaron's lips and embracing the young man's body lovingly.

"Of course. I'll always be there to help you, my dear."

After being satisfied with their intimate kiss, Aaron waved his hand and left the Dark Dimension. Stepping out of the place, Aaron came to a vineyard owned by one of the city people. It seemed that it was not time for the grapes to be harvested yet.

"I'll go buy some wood, dear."

"Yes, be careful."

Aaron turned aside, seeing a cement and wood house standing in front of this vineyard. A 28-year-old man left in his horse-drawn carriage, leaving a woman alone in the house.

The woman's eyes looked at Aaron, the mysterious young man standing in the middle of her vineyard. Sensing he was a thief, the woman grabbed a pitchfork and stepped fast out of the house. She pointed it straight ahead while threatening Aaron.

"Who are you? If you try to steal my vines, I won't hesitate to kill you!" threatened the woman.

Aaron sighed, feeling very tired of all this. He strode forward, his hands filled with purple energy. When his hand touched the garden fork the woman was holding, it shattered into dust.

"Y-You're a mage?" the woman asked.

"Do you have wine?" asked Aaron, holding the woman's panicked-looking hand.

"I-I do."

"Give me some wine!"

Stricken with great fear, the woman willingly gave their wine to Aaron. He stepped into the house without her noticing. He saw that the furniture in the house was quite classy, even though both of them were just vineyard farmers.

"I don't know who you are but-"

"Hey! Don't come into my house without permission!" the woman snapped, rude at Aaron's impolite behavior.

Aaron stared ahead, clearly seeing that the woman seemed to be holding a wine bottle and a small glass. Aaron smiled, took the two objects and poured them immediately while sitting on the couch.

'This guy is really rude!' the woman complained, watching Aaron's face.

She noticed that Aaron had a red title on top of his head, something that was a sign that Aaron had killed many people. Aaron looked ignorant as he continued to enjoy the wine in his glass.

"If you're done with that wine, I want you to leave this place immediately!" said the woman.

"Tell me. Is this house far from the city center?" Aaron asked, changing the subject.

"About half an hour by horse-drawn carriage. What?"

Aaron smiled as he shook his head, the location being far enough away helped him to avoid being chased by the members of the three major groups. Still, it was good that the woman didn't know his true identity.

"Hey! Darcy. Come out here!" a man shouted from the front of the woman's house.

Darcy gasped. She suspected that the man who shouted was the one who intended to collect her debt, even though she currently did not have enough money to pay all of her family's debts. Aaron was indifferent while enjoying the wine inside Darcy's house.

The door of the house opened, Aaron faintly heard an argument in front of the house. Aaron's eyes were drawn to the side, seeing from afar that Darcy was pleading for them to give her another deadline to pay her debts.

"Please! At the start of the next month, we will pay off all the debts."

"No! You said the same thing last month, but what happened? You haven't paid a penny of that debt!" a man scolded, coming with a debt collection partner.

Aaron really didn't have the satisfaction of drinking when he heard such arguments. He rose from his seat and stepped forward, approaching Darcy and the two debt collectors. Aaron's presence with the murderous red title startled them.

"Hey! Will you shut the fuck up!" snapped Aaron, annoyed.

"Who the fuck are you? Don't get involved in our problems if you don't want to regret it."

"How much is the debt?" asked Aaron, startling Darcy and the two debt collection men.

"100,000 RL."

"Lies! I only borrowed 80000 RL. Why is it so much?!" groaned Darcy.

As Aaron took out 100,000 RL from his digital money, a large black bag appeared above his right palm. That made Darcy even more astonished.

"I paid it all off!"

The young man threw the black bag forward which was immediately caught by the two debt collectors. Clearly marked on the bag's panel system, the amount of money stored inside was equal to the amount Darcy's family owed.

"This is enough!"

"Get the fuck out of here before I chop your heads off," Aaron threatened, shooing them away.

In the end, the argument in front of Darcy's house ended with Aaron paying the woman's debt. Never did Darcy expect that Aaron would pay her debt, her perception of Aaron changed drastically, from hate to like.

Things settled down, Aaron went back to the living room and enjoyed the wine in peace. Darcy was being friendly while serving him snacks. She continued to thank Aaron for being willing to repay their family debt.

"Is there anything I can do to repay your kindness?"

"Something?" asked Aaron.

"Sure, let's say like...."

Aaron looked ahead, Darcy boldly unbuttoned the top negligee she was wearing. On display were two beautiful breasts uncovered by a bra, something capable of captivating any man considering Darcy's relatively young —23 years old.

"You offered your body to repay my kindness. Where are you a whore, Darcy?"

Darcy moved her face forward until it was right in front of Aaron, the man could feel the warmth of her body and the softness of her skin touching him. It was more than enough to arouse Aaron.

"A whore ready to satisfy you, of course."

"Hmm."

"Tell your husband you're leaving today!"

"Sure."