Reborn for the Lycan king のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 301 - チャプター 308

Darren’s POV I gave her a hard look.“That is exactly how people end up walking into traps, because they become so desperate to escape that they stop asking why the door has suddenly opened,” I answered, with my voice remaining quiet but firm.Elara looked away, and I noticed that her fingers had begun twisting a loose thread on her sleeve.For a moment, I wondered whether she was simply frustrated by our situation or whether she knew something about the fire that she was not telling me.I had known Elara for long enough to recognize when she was choosing her words carefully, and lately she had been doing that far more often than usual.Before I could question her, Silas approached us with two pieces of bread he had managed to obtain from another prisoner, and he held them out with the expression of a man offering a valuable treasure.“I have managed to secure our evening meal, and I would appreciate it if neither of you asked where I found it because the answer may involve a convers

Darren’s POV Garrick noticed them too, because he slowed beside me and pretended to examine a broken piece of timber while speaking under his breath.“They are watching that section much more closely than the rest of the corridor, and if the wall is only damaged stone, I cannot imagine why they need two armed men standing beside it,” he murmured, with his eyes fixed on the wood in his hands.I lowered my head and picked up a heavy plank.“Then we should stop looking at the guards, because the more attention we give them, the more likely they are to notice that we are interested in the same place,” I replied, with my voice quiet enough to disappear beneath the noise of the workers.Silas joined us a moment later, carrying a basket of broken stone, and he gave us a quick glance before turning toward the nearest pile of debris.“The maintenance worker I spoke to last night has just told me that the old passage runs behind three of the eastern cells, and he believes the entrance was seal

Darren’s POV I smiled faintly.“I have considered it, and I am asking because you seem to have a remarkable talent for finding information that everyone else prefers to keep hidden,” I said, with a deliberate look that made him sigh.Garrick shook his head, although the corner of his mouth lifted slightly.“You are very good at making dangerous ideas sound like compliments, and I am beginning to understand why people who know you tend to end up in trouble,” he muttered, with a reluctant smile.Elara laughed quietly, and for a moment the tension eased.Then a loud crash came from behind the damaged wall.Every prisoner in the corridor turned toward the sound, and one of the workers shouted that a section of the inner stonework had shifted.The guards rushed toward the third support, ordering everyone to move away while they inspected the damage, and the stranger in the dark coat reappeared from the main passage with an expression that made it obvious he had been waiting nearby.“What

Darren’s POV “You threatened to use a prisoner as furniture yesterday, and today you are asking the guards to provide you with blankets, so I would say that your definition of reasonable is becoming increasingly difficult to defend,” he replied, with a grin as he stretched his legs beneath the bench.I allowed them to continue arguing while I studied the room, because the sudden relocation had created a new problem that I had not anticipated.Elara and I were no longer separated by different cells, and Silas and Garrick had been placed within the same communal space, which meant that the four of us could finally speak without having to rely on brief encounters during prison work.At the same time, we were surrounded by dozens of prisoners, several guards were stationed outside the door, and the new room offered far fewer hiding places than the damaged eastern wing.If we wanted to escape, we would need to become more careful rather than less careful, because any plan we discussed ope