The Grand Duelist

Chapter 47: Taste of His Own Medicine

Yes, Joseph proceeded on doing his current task at hand. After receiving the crystal ball that could record confession, he moved.

But instead of going towards the room where the Old Bastard John was located. He turned around and casually walked outside of the jail cell where they were gathered.

"Hmm?"

"What?"

"Nani?"

The Jail Janitors who had their eyes glued on Joseph widened in confusion. Ezreal also didn't escape such a fate as he stared at Joseph with a dumbstruck look on his face.

"Master?" He mumbled, but he soon followed Joseph's tracks.

"Hey, where the fuck are you going? Are you going to escape? Did you forget that you swore under the eyes of my Divine Goddess?! That's it, you're escaping!"

"So that's the reason why I feel hatred whenever I am looking at you. You really are a bastard that deserves to be here!" The Jail Janitor who prostrated on the ground earlier fiercely stood up and shouted at Joseph...

He considered Joseph's actions as blasphemous towards the Divine Goddess whom he deeply loved.

Joseph didn't even reply nor stop on his tracks. The Jail Janitors looked like they were about to follow him, but they were stopped by Javier who shook his head and said: "Just let him be, he knows what he is doing. I don't think that he'd be that stupid to actually ignore an Unbreakable Oath."

"Yeah, that makes sense."

Everyone nodded and they impatiently waited until Joseph's return. All of them felt that there must be some other way that they could spend their time wisely. But since they were also curious about how Joseph would struggle against Jagger's excellent achievement. Their blood boiled and they felt like ants on a hot pan as they stood there and waited.

"Master, where are you going?" Ezreal said in a worried manner. He understood that Joseph wasn't stupid that he would ignore an Unbreakable Oath. But since Joseph seemed like a man that preferred the easy way when it came to solving his problems. Ezreal felt like with Joseph's personality, he could renege with his promise.

"Just who do you think I am, Ezreal? It seems like you still don't know me that much. But oh well, I can't really blame you. It still hasn't been a month since we met and journeyed together. It's not your fault that you do not understand how I work and do what must be done." Joseph didn't even glance at Ezreal as he said these words.

Ezreal was taken aback by what Joseph had said. Was he really underestimating Joseph too much? Ezreal didn't know what to think about anymore as confusion surfaced on his expression.

"Calm down, Ezreal. Since you pushed me so hard into getting that old bastard to confess, how could I let you down?"

Joseph turned around and stared at Ezreal. His expression remained cool and calm, yet his tone betrayed his emotions. Ezreal felt like Joseph was lashing out at him out of grievance about what he did. Because of this, Ezreal felt apologetic.

"I'm so sorry, master. I didn't expect that you'd be hurt about what I did earlier."

Joseph bitterly smiled when he saw Ezreal's apologetic expression. He himself knew why he was acting like this, but he refused on believing that it was the truth. For now, Joseph didn't want to believe that he was someone like he was right now. He knew that he had strength, with his class. He was destined to be at the top.

But was that really his desire? Or was he just whimsical when he thought that he could conquer everyone under his banner? Deep inside, Joseph only wanted to live comfortably based on his parents' wishes, yet why was he given such a great responsibility?

Joseph felt like he was crumbling under the pressure that he was under. But he knew that he must not share what he was feeling with others such as Ezreal. He didn't want him to carry the burden that he was supposed to carry. He must persevere like he always did and what he had done since his parents' left him years ago.

"I'm hurt? Ezreal, I know what must be done. What are you saying?" Joseph lightly chuckled and patted Ezreal's shoulders. He then turned around and said: "Just trust me for now, I have an idea that we could possibly use against that criminal, but I require your help. Will you be willing to help me, Ezreal?"

Ezreal who was visibly stunned about Joseph patting his shoulder was awakened from his trance by what Joseph asked from him. After a moment of silence, a confident smile emerged on his lips and he replied.

"That's a foolish question, master."

"Hahaha, in that case. Take this, I think that you'd have a better idea of how we can use this."

"Wait, these pills? Could it be that master is planning on?!"

"Yeah, yeah. Hahaha, I'm not really confident that it will work but it's better than nothing."

"No, master. I am sure that you will succeed."

"Don't say it like that, you'll plant a flag."

"Flag?"

"No-nothing..."

Every prisoner in the jail cells within Cellblock 5, froze when they saw the approaching Ezreal and Joseph. In this world located underground, Jail Janitors could be considered as gods for these prisoners. Each and every one of them stopped whatever they were doing and slightly bowed their heads towards the two.

Soon, Joseph found a particular jail cell that contained a mixture of demi-humans of different species. Some were horsemen, some were half-orc and some were half Goblin.

"You, you, and you. Come with me." Joseph pointed at a horseman, an Orc and a Goblin. He singled out these three that were in the middle of their sexual activities. The smell of detergent assaulted his nose and made him frown, yet it instantly disappeared as he assumed a cold and commanding facade.

The three individuals looked annoyed since they were disrupted in the middle of what they were doing. But since the one asking for them was a Jail Janitor that had an infinitely higher status than them. They couldn't possibly refuse his request and so, they followed.

When Joseph returned with these individuals. The Jail Janitors who awaited his return couldn't hide their astonishment.

"Why did he bring these uncouth demi-humans? Is he trying to feed them to that old bastard or something?"

"Wait, aren't these demi-humans part of the jail cell where that old bastard John was previously located at before we gave him solitary confinement?"

"Ah yeah, you're right! But what is he doing though? I don't understand, why did he bring them with him?"

When the three individuals heard about the name "Old Bastard John", all of them gulped a mouthful of saliva as they stared at the sealed door at the distance in fear.

Joseph heard what the Jail Janitors were saying and he asked the three: "Is that right? Did Old Bastard John stayed with you for a while before he was given solitary confinement?"

"Yes, that's absolutely right, young noble. He stayed with us for a few hours, but it was enough for us to understand why he was feared even with people like you, young noble. He doesn't discriminate with everyone, for as long as they met his criteria, he'd assault them without any fear for consequences..."

The Orc-man with porcine facial features said in a trembling voice. His comrades who stood beside him also nodded their heads like chicken pecking rice, afraid that Joseph may not believe what the Orc-man had said.

"Great, this is perfect."

Joseph's smile widened when he heard what the Orc-man had said. The three individuals subconsciously took a step back when they saw Joseph's smile.

"Just what are you planning on doing? Why did you bring them here?" Javier, who observed at the side couldn't help but ask in order to satisfy his curiosity.

"I just had an idea, brother Javier. Don't worry about it, I will make sure that the old bastard won't die under my interrogation." Joseph replied before he urged Ezreal and the three individuals to come and follow him towards the room beyond the sealed door.

Before everyone could ask anything any further, both Joseph and Ezreal. Along with the three demi-humans were now inside the sealed door where Old Bastard John was located.

Inside the room, Old Bastard John was astonished to find Joseph and Ezreal in front of him. However, he quickly revealed a murderous and greedy smile. His eyes reddened and saliva flowed down his chin.

"I never expected that you'd willing send yourself in front of me, kid. Ever since I saw you earlier, I already had that desire on ravaging you under me... Ah, just imagining you wailing in pain and crying out loud under me brings me that sublime pleasure! Aaah! It's out of this world!"

Old Bastard John clawed on his face as he parted his lips and stuck out his tongue. His throat made gurgling sounds and the peculiarity of this scene sent shivers down the spine of everyone. Including Ezreal who subconsciously stepped backward.

"Young noble, why did you bring us here?"

"Young noble..."

The three demi-humans trembled like sieves in the face of Old Bastard John's murderous aura.

Joseph remained unaffected by it due to his passive skills, yet he could still understand how fierce Old Bastard John's murderous aura was. Nevertheless, he didn't let this become an obstacle to his plans as he said.

"Since hours ago, you were co-inmates with this bastard. Does that mean that you were also bullied by him?" Joseph said these words when he realized that the fear within the three individual's eyes didn't only contain the natural fear of the weak from the strong, but also a trauma that would probably last for a lifetime.

The three didn't reply, but it was apparent in their expressions that Joseph struck the mark.

"Then, in that case, thank me later since the three of you will have this great opportunity to take revenge." Joseph mysteriously said and he signaled to Ezreal.

"It's time for this bastard to have a taste of his own medicine!" Joseph declared and Ezreal sent a ray of light flying towards the three individuals and Old Bastard John. Everything happened so suddenly that the four didn't have any chance to react. When they realized it, the light had already dissipated at the center of their eyebrows.

"Let's see if you can still be so tight-lipped, Old Bastard John." Joseph coldly gazed at the astonished Old Bastard John.