I Met the Male Lead in Prison
chapter-47

Chapter 47 – My Brother Came To Visit Me (2)

Translator: SKAIS Editor: SKAIS

[My dear beloved sister.]

It’s the neat handwriting that I’ve always seen.

I was caught up in my illusion that these flowers would have scent even though they don’t have any.

[You’ll be disappointed with the withered flowers.]

I felt sorry that this letter was written after knowing that he couldn’t see me. Lenag also told me that the letter was written abruptly here.

[I didn’t want to see you disappointed. I only want you to have all the good things in the world.]

Soon my line of vision stopped for a moment in the last passage.

[I’ll pick you up soon.]

What the hell?! Iana’s family is wealthy?

More than that… Can I take this jewel in my cell?

⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓ ⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓ ⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓

I looked at the bouquet and Lenag alternately.

For the first time in my life, I received a strange, and the rarest thing I could call a jewel flower, and I don’t know if I can show even a part of this to anyone. Maybe not. As receiving something like this wasn’t allowed.

However, I tried to stay calm as much as possible.

“Can I take this to my room?”

As I said before, this novel’s cell was very simple as what we usually see in reality. A dangling bed, a desk, and windows and curtains. But here, the curtains also look noble like the prisoners.

From the infirmary up to every single cell, everything was no different from a normal cell.

Anyway, if I keep these flowers in my room, it would certainly stand out as it’s the only thing that would look stunning inside that shabby place.

“You can take it with you.” Lenag nodded lightly.

I see, so he permitted me to place this in my room, didn’t he?

As I was about to nod, I opened my eyes in shock as I didn’t expect him to say something in addition.

“I won’t let anyone touch it because it’s yours.”…No. I wasn’t worried about it being robbed.

Before I knew it, I looked up to him and leaned my back slightly.

For some reason, it’s like he had given me the advantage to take a good look at him as I am now seeing him at close.

He had this pair of golden eyes that were gorgeous and reasonable enough to praise him

But hold on. Those glasses…Was that a prescription? I don’t think he really needed those glasses to see better. It seems like those lenses don’t have grades. It looks precisely ordinary as if it’s just there for fashion purposes. I suppose he doesn’t really have any eye deficiencies.

“I know it’s strange to ask you a question this time, but are your eyes that bad for you to use glasses?”

I don’t think there was a phrase in the book about Lenag’s vision.

He paused a bit when I asked him the question. It must have been an unexpected question.

“Not really. If I have to say it, I’m using this for a different reason.”

Different reason? Trying to look cool? To look scary? Hmm. But I think a Lenag without glasses will look more violent.

“Just for someone… I thought I would look better with glasses.”

On the contrary, the glasses seem to replace the fierceness of his eyes with coolness. But looking closely, his eyes were not really that fierce. That is because his golden iris was so pretty. It shines brightly like that of sunlight.

I smiled slightly at him. Then he stopped for some reason.

“…those flowers are too huge. It might get in your line of sight. It might be difficult for you to walk.” He said. “I’ll help you take them in if you want to. To avoid any trouble.” He added.

“What? Oh, really? Thank you.”

Surely, it was too much of a fancy bouquet of jewels just to carry. I thought I’d be the only one to take these back to my room. Still, it’s good to use some lending hands.

But, I never thought he’d have such a level of caution.

“You’re kind.”

“Really? That’s something I’ve never heard of.” He then laughed.

A kind of laugh I would never want to hear from him. I don’t know. It just seems like laughing makes him more intimidating.

Well, you could hear more of that often if you won’t laugh like that, won’t you?

I puffed slightly upon hearing him laugh then I laughed awkwardly along with him. This seems a little sweet, but it was still scary. In the novel, many prisoners were killed by his sword that could no longer be counted with fingers. He took part in Chaser’s plot as his sidekick, and he also did not hesitate to take in cruel measures.

When I recalled those scenes, I could certainly not relax.

In the novel, he said that swordsmanship is as good as managing guards. Lenag became a ferocious man. After all, he is not that young prosecutor anymore. All his experiences made him evolve into an undefeated prosecutor.

Soon, I felt like touching my soft hair that was falling with my head down; however, I think it would be inappropriate to do so right now. He might get the wrong idea.

I know that his friendly attitude towards me was asked by my brother and father, but I felt that his kindness was too much when it comes to me. Obviously, he wasn’t this pleasant to anyone from what I had read even if it was requested from him.

At this point, I am starting to wonder about my family….seriously.

“I’d like to ask you a question,” Lenag said, lowering down his head. “Don’t you wonder why your brother locked you up here? I thought it was weird not to ask you this for once.”

Yeah, I was just wondering about that.