LOL: I am a bad prince in Demacia.

Silas, who had always spent this time in silence, looked at Vistilia and spoke for the rare moment. He smiled with an unknown meaning and said: "Long time no see, Vistilia."

Vistilia didn't reply, her equally unruffled eyes stared at the air in front of her, and her eyes never even fell on Silas.

"It seems that the demon searchers' brainwashing of you was indeed quite successful. I remember that you didn't talk so little back then."

Silas chatted like an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time: "You once discussed the mysteries of magic with me, and we stayed up all night in a forest filled with magic. Have you forgotten all of this?"

A low voice sounded in the cage.

It seemed that the memories of the past had awakened Vistilia. She lowered her head slightly this time and looked at Silas with disgust: "Being friends with a vicious mage like you is a shame in my life."

There was a smile on the corner of Silas's mouth, and he looked at her jokingly: "It seems that they have talked bad things about me to you, even if you don't recognize our friendship, it doesn't matter. But you have to know, if it wasn't for you, I won't be caught easily. If I hadn't been caught, you might not be where you are now. The magic seekers have never regarded mages as human beings."

These words aroused Vistilia's anger. She stepped forward, raised her hands and pinched Silas's cheeks tightly, and said in a vicious tone: "I am the one who caught you, as a demon hunter." Human responsibilities. As for those disgusting magics, I have given them up long ago, do you hear me?"

Her cold and disgusted eyes pierced Silas's heart like a knife.

Fifteen years can indeed change too many things.

The needle pierced Silas's skin, and the familiar pain drew his attention away, watching as his blood was withdrawn bit by bit until the needle was filled.

Afterwards, the needle is removed and the sterilization is released.

Eldred, Vidislia, and a few demon seekers left without looking at Silas again.

The cell door was shut tightly.

Silas sat slowly by the wall, looking forward, his eyes flickering in the darkness, and he couldn't help but think of his friend's smiling face.

After a while, he raised his hand, and a burst of magic suddenly surged from his hand, and the lavender magic aura lit up the surrounding area.

Looking at the magic power churning active in his hands, looking at the long-lost wonderful colors, Silas's lips curved into a smile.

"It seems you haven't really given it up, Vistilia."

As soon as he held his right hand, the magic power dissipated like a puff of smoke.

At this moment, Silas's eyes shone with excitement.

He looked toward the corner of the wall, vaguely seeing the wall brick in the darkness.

There is nothing wrong with what is hidden behind the wall tiles.

It turns out that the real function of the forbidden magic stone is not to seal magic.

Absorb and store.

It's just that few people can use the magic power stored in the Forbidden Demon Stone, so in fact, many people have discovered this in history, but in the end the true purpose of the Forbidden Demon Stone was still buried by history.

Others can't do it, but Silas can.

Even before this, everything was guesswork and everything was hypothesis, but the moment he came into contact with Vistilia, he found a way.

If the Forbidden Magic Stone is a point, Vistilia is also a point.

Only when Vistilia releases magic will the forbidden magic stone take effect and absorb the magic. Otherwise, the final effect will only be suppression.

But Silas can serve as a new point between the two. His function is to absorb magic power directly through touch.

And when the magic power passed through his body and merged into the forbidden magic stone, he understood how to guide the magic power out again.

This seems to have an indescribable fit with his ability.

So Silas was feeling a little excited at the moment.

But soon, the darkness around him made Silas feel calm again.

He leaned against the wall speechlessly.

Even if the secret is discovered, so what?

It seems that it can't provide much help to his current situation.

His fate may be the same as that senior's, being locked in this dark cage for the rest of his life.

"Da da da."

At this time, there was another burst of footsteps outside.

"Your dinner today." The guard opened the door of the cell, delivered today's dinner, lit the torch, and turned around to leave.

The cell door closed again.

Today's dinner was the same as yesterday's. He got up and came to the dinner table, and Silas ate it one bite at a time.

But his eyes were looking at the door that had been closed to him for fifteen years not far away, and his eyes seemed to be able to see the outside world through it.

He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had seen the night sky.

Just relying on past memories, I feel that tonight’s night sky must be beautiful.

When will freedom come?

The longing in my heart grew.

Silas didn't expect that the opportunity to seek freedom would come so quickly.

In a flash, two days passed.

March 5th.

Royal Capital Prison.

Every half month, prisoners in ordinary prisons and mage prisons, except for some of the most heinous ones, have a chance to breathe fresh air.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the mages escorted by guards slowly walked out from the entrance of the dungeon, with heavy magic stone handcuffs on their hands.

Some had dark faces, some were dull and dull, and some had their eyes pierced by the sun, but without exception, they all had a layer of fatigue visible to the naked eye.

Being locked up in a dungeon is naturally difficult, and no matter who is in there, they can't sleep well.

Not to mention, a group of mages who are always on tenterhooks.

There were hundreds of mages who were pulled out to let loose. They were taken to the fence in the open space on the other side of the playground, like a group of sheep being kept in a pen.

Guarded by multiple guards, the mages can move freely during this period.

At this time, a running figure will appear in their eyes on the left runway.

This scene is something that the mages have become accustomed to.

Many people who knew Silas's identity had recognized him earlier.

Silas from Biangou Town was once known as one of the most dangerous mage in Demacia, a famous figure.

Back then, he caused a lot of trouble.

Now that such a person is also imprisoned here, it is nothing more than a wake-up call and warning to all mages.

He didn't know who he offended, and was punished to run on this track without stopping every day.

They have seen it many times in the past few months.

Otherwise, in the past, they would not even be able to meet a mage who committed such a serious crime.

At this time, the two guards responsible for guarding Silas were sitting in a shadow chatting, while Warden Deilde simply moved a bench and lay down on it to rest.