My Cell Prison

Chapter 535: Chapter 535 Leader (Part 2)
 

Chief of the Witch God Knight Legion:

≮Revelation≯ Jerroth Midaeum

The only existence in the entire Holy City that meets the theoretical standard of a “Grand Mage”.

His seat, made of magic crystal stones, bears the pattern of a fallen meteor.

The arms bearing magic marks rest on the seat. On closer inspection, these marks are actually lines formed by the wrinkled skin of this grand mage due to old age. One wonders how these lines were transformed into precise magic marks.

Jerroth Midaeum is 187 years old.

Due to his excessive age, his bones have severely shriveled, reducing his height to just under a meter and a half.

He is so old that overall, it looks like wrinkled old skin is sticking to the withered bones.

As a grand mage, he does not wear any magic accessories, nor does he hold any magic staff.

His wrinkled face has two eyes that have already shrunk, staring at the students on stage.

The fact that such a fossil-like leader can attend this event is a miracle in itself.

“Hasn’t the old man’s life force increased compared to some time ago?”

Captain Kaimon, sitting not far away, can sense the life force emanating from the grand mage, which is no less than that of an ordinary person, and this is anomalous. He wonders how long this man can live.

“If this old man can participate in the [Big Expedition], we might witness the terrifying scene from seventy years ago.”

Aside from Captain Kaimon’s observation,

Adjacent to the Terminal Knight Regiment,

Chief: ≮Death God≯ Alex Edward Di Francik,

Is also watching this grand mage who has already reached the human limit.

The Death God doesn’t sense life force, but he can peep at the death qi accumulated in the body of the grand mage.

The volume of which has already reached more than three times that of an ordinary person. Other people would already be dead due to this volume; such a body simply can’t imprison a soul.

Captain Alex even feels a little confused about how this person is still alive.

Today, Death God is still concealed in his cloak, hiding in the death qi.

After noticing the grand mage, he turned his gaze to Han Dong who just entered.

Chief of the Scarlet Knights:

≮Duchess≯ Shaia. Cornwall

The mark of red lips and fangs is imprinted on the back of the chair.

Dressed in an elegant and noble red dress for the meeting today, her captivating face and skin softer than a young girl make her the goddess in many people’s hearts.

As her title implies, Captain Shaia is also a member of the royal family and the only duchess in the Holy City.

Her existence ensures the highest survival rate of the Holy City Knight Regiment… Captain Shaia is also privately known as the “heart of the Knight Regiment”.

Without her, the number of expeditions of the Knight Regiment would decrease significantly.

At least more than half of the knights in the Holy City have received the grace of Captain Shaia.

Chief of the Hell Knight Corps:

≮Hell King≯ Marlon Hairpinz H Kazakovich.

On the chair overflowing with Hell Lava, the ends of the armrests are designed in the form of Hell Hounds, and the back of the chair bears the mark of a skull with demon horns.

Marlon is sitting with his legs crossed on the seat, a characteristic cigar in his mouth.

He tried to greet Captain Shaia, who was not far away, but she didn’t respond at all.

Left with no choice, he could only skip over Shaia and shouted loudly:

“Alex, would you like to come and sit here? This conference might last the whole day, and it would be nice to have someone to chat with to kill the boredom.”

As he said this, Marlon deliberately shifted his buttocks to free up just enough space for the slightly thin Death God to sit.

Of course, the Death God ignored him.

“Ah… What a boring guy.”

At that moment, the Vice Regiment Commander and Hell’s Great Mage, Otto Droba, sent a message:

“Regiment Commander, please take a close look at this Hell Knight we’ve fully trained… His strength has already surpassed that of a regular knight, certainly merit the first pick.

This will bring immense honor to our Knight Regiment.”

Marlon didn’t particularly care about this matter and casually replied, “Oh… I’ve seen that kid; he’s pretty good.”

Of course, the student Marlon cared about the most was still Han Dong.

From the Lionheart Knight Group: the Chief Regiment Commander:

≮Great Knight≯ Rolan, the Pride of the Lion King.

On the noble silver chair, a large golden lion relief was especially noticeable.

The ten-ton “Emperor’s Armor” was worn by the Regiment Commander, yet it did not limit his movements in the slightest. A powerful aura radiated from him, gifting his entire regiment with additional “Strength” and “Morale.”

A three-meter-long purebred lion was crouching by the side of the chair, allowing Rolan’s palm to stroke its thick mane.

Bearing the title of Great Knight given by the Supreme Council, a necessary leader figure for any large-scale expeditionary army, his military exploits were legendary. He was also known as the Knight Regiment’s strongest shield.

Golden curls cascaded over his shoulders, and on his head, he wore a crown taken from the Fate Space.

His gaze was on the incoming students, a satisfied smile on his face.

From WindRider Knights: Chief Regiment Commander and Overall Commander of the City Wall Defence:

≮Owl≯ Jack. Mason.

The area where this Regiment Commander was seated was strange; light could not normally shine through, creating an independent area of night.

Furthermore, wherever Jack went, light would seemingly back away of its own accord; hence the Regiment Commander gained the moniker “Lightless.”

He was not abandoned by the light, but rather he himself dismissed it.

Only this Regiment Commander Jack could live unrestricted in the ‘Eternal Night’ and even gain bonus effects in the darkness. The environment beyond the city, the eternal night, was even more familiar for him than for the demons.

A regular wooden bow and a quiver that he personally crafted were placed by his side.

Regiment Commander Jack, who stood at barely five-foot-seven, had a pair of hawk-like sharp eyes. One look was enough for him to see through a student’s ‘distinctive characteristics,’ and he could read a majority of their skills information.

A lot of interesting information was gleaned.

However, when he tried gathering information from Dumps, it turned into unintelligible code.

Similarly, when he tried accessing Han Dong’s information, the only sound he heard was bizarre laughter, preventing him from extracting the correct details.

“The two main figures implicated in the Great Traitor Incident, huh…”

From the Steam Knights: Overall Regiment Commander and Founder of the Gear Steam Foundation:

≮Gold Master≯ Gary G. Troswick

Commander Gary, who sat atop the most advanced gearwork chair in the Holy City, was rarely referred to as ‘Commander’. Rather, most often referred to him as ‘Chairman’.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

He was the richest entity within the Holy City, controlling the unrivaled Gear Technology, and had single-handedly pushed the Holy City into a semi-automated era purely with his gear technology.

The man sitting on the gear chair was merely a gear construct connected to the Chairman Gary’s brain.

As for the chairman himself, he was still sound asleep in the treasury.