<h4>Chapter 629 - Mr. Confident Mr.Barn</h4>


    "I...I concede."


    "HahahahaHahahaha!


    Boys, did you hear that?


    He conceded.


    So call up the team and tell them the good news."


    "Yes sir!" The rest of the men replied with excitement.


    Mitchen slowly sat on the road with his chest facing Alec, while one of the men quickly took out his Walkie Talkie.


    "This is the Prison Squad.


    We have sessfully reigned in the prisoner.


    Requesting for a pickup Van immediately.


    Over!"


    "Copy that Prison Squad.


    We’ll send someone right away, over."


    (^_^)


    Of course while all this was going on, another prison guard hastily took out a massive handcuff from one of the carriages.


    One should know that times were really different from modern times back on earth.


    And people in this era had twice, if not three times more strength than those back on earth.


    Be it ordinary builders who carried heavy rocks behind their backs, or even cksmiths who hammered over a hundred times a day... the strength of these people were not to be underestimated.


    So what more of warriors?


    They typically had more strength than the ordinary person.


    Hence the higher the prisoner’s rank, the heavier their handcuffs.


    ’Clip!’


    Alec’s hands were now cuffed behind his back.


    His cuffs were ck and looked likerge metal bangles joined together by several thick iron chains.


    Mitchen closed his eyes once more while waiting for the van to arrive.


    As for Alec, all this while, he was trying to steady his breathing with some internal exercises.


    He had to quickly think of a way to get a message to his sons and fast.


    He felt like maybe he could bribe the people working in Baymard’s dungeon to send word out.


    Yes!


    That was his only way out.


    .


    ’Vrrrrmmmmmm!’


    It didn’t take too long before the sounds of vehicles could be heard making their way towards the gang.


    There were 3 vans in total; 2 for security and thest one for transporting the prisoner.


    Rather than going towards the prison, they drove them to the military estate in King’s Landing instead.


    "Captain Regonard!


    We’ve brought the prisoner as requested."


    "Thank you Warrant Mitchen.


    Please follow me alongside the prisoner.


    His Majesty would like to see you and your team."


    "Not a problem Captain," Mitchen said while signalling for his men to get Alec.


    "Get out!"


    Alec stepped out of the van and was shocked to see his men leaving the estate instead.


    What the hell was going on?


    Didn’t they die?


    Alec looked at his injured men and scrunched up his face.


    They were currently rolled away on some weird stretchers on wheels and ced in a vehicle that said ’Prison ambnce’.


    It didn’t make any sense.


    Why were they kept alive?


    And what was the point in even treating one’s enemy?


    Wasn’t that a waste of resources?


    Just let them die, that was the way to go.


    Regonard looked at his puzzled expression and chuckled.


    "Your Majesty Alec Barn, it’s amazing seeing you in the flesh!


    I’m sure you’re wondering why your men are still alive.


    Well, that’s because it was never our intention to inflict them with pain any further than we already did during our first battle."


    You see earlier on, what we were doing was shooting at a safe distance around them.


    So no one got hurt by those attacks.


    And by the time the dust and smoke had cleared up, all of them were eitherying on the ground or kneeling with their swords in their hands while waiting for some sort of heroic death." Regonard said in admiration.


    .


    Even though they were Baymard’s enemies, they were willing to put their life down on the line for this heartless ruler.


    And that was something that at least earned Regonard’s respect.


    Those who weren’t injured were quickly sent to ’The Waiting Sector’ within the Prison.


    This area was where new prisoners were first kept until their ranks had been sorted out.


    Their strength, age, weight, and aplishment would need to be ounted for before their rank got assigned.


    So those that weren’t injured were already sent to the waiting sector.


    While the injured were first given first aid before finally sent to the hospital unit within the Prison’s Waiting sector.


    For sure, their ranks depended on the decision made from the board... which included the Wardens of both male and female prisons, Landon, the Chancellor for National defence, and all other main leaders in charge of Baymard’s armed forced.


    Be it the Fleet Admiral who controls the Marines or even Lucius who was the Army general... all of them had to be there to decide each prisoner’s rank.


    After all, if one day the prisoner does escape and tries to leave Baymard bynd or by sea, capturing these prisoners would still involve them in those cases.


    As for judging and deciding on how long their sentences were, it was a different group that decided on that too.


    Of course, the group also had Landon and the Warden’s involved as well.


    Including people from the justice departments and those in charge of Human rights were present instead.


    One should know that these men had been working under Alec for heaven knows how long.


    And they had probably killed innocent people, r.a.p.ed and bullied others just because they were strong.


    All these needed to be taken into ount when giving out their sentences.


    Sure, they might have children and even wives back in Arcadina.


    But no matter what, they had to do the crime and repent before they were let out again.


    At least Baymard offered visitation rights, and all visitors could even request for a letter to be written for them and sent out to their families.


    The soldiers would then go out on missions and deliver them as well.


    Bottom line, they weren’t getting out of their sentences and would be here for a while.


    As for their master’s situation, that was a different story for another day.


    .


    Alec followed Mitchen and Regonard confidently, as he didn’t want to show any weakness to these enemy bastards who were passing him by.


    More importantly, he didn’t want that unfilial son of his to feel smug.


    No way!


    Even now, he had decided to still be the victor!