I Really Like It Here

Mosen kept a close eye on the prisoners the entire way, afraid they might suddenly attack.

But Mosen was clearly worrying too much. He had killed the Pirate Brothers just a week ago. They had been no pushovers, and the fact that he had taken them down was enough to make the prisoners wary of him.

These Great Pirates with bounties of over a hundred million berries weren't fools. They wouldn't make a move before figuring out who Mosen was and how strong he actually was!

Besides, the pirates weren't exactly united. They were all after Mosen's little cabin. If one person got their hands on it, the others would surely try to take it. It would be a terrible deal if he killed Mosen only for someone else to snatch the key from him.

And so, under the prisoners' "enthusiastic send-off," Mosen left Extreme Cold Hell.

When he emerged from Extreme Cold Hell, a wave of heat washed over him. It made him feel as if he were suffocating, and even his heartbeat seemed to slow.

"Huh? Mosen? What are you doing up here?" A square-faced man with a muscular build, dressed in an Impel Down guard uniform, came over and asked.

"Senior Argo, I ran out of food, so I came up to get some more." Mosen forced down his discomfort and answered with a smile.

"Ran out of food? Didn't you bring enough for two months? Wait! You look a lot stronger, Mosen! Does that mean your health problem has been resolved?" Argo pointed to his own heart as he asked.

It was no secret in Impel Down that Mosen had undergone a secret experiment that made him immune to the cold, but had damaged his health in the process.

Mosen was supposed to be stationed alone in Extreme Cold Hell, whose climate was extremely harsh. As far as the ordinary guards were concerned, making him stay there was practically the same as sending him to his death.

Without a reasonable explanation, some guards might have resented the decision and felt that Impel Down didn't value the lives of its ordinary guards.

Impel Down was already a place with extremely harsh conditions. Even one small oversight could lead to an accident.

So, after getting Mosen's approval, Vice Director Magellan had told the guards in Impel Down about some of Mosen's circumstances.

Argo had been Mosen's guide when he first arrived at Impel Down. He had also once served as Monster Jailer Chief, in charge of feeding the Military Wolves.

He was probably the person Mosen got along with best in Impel Down, and knew more about Mosen's situation than the others did.

(ps: From highest to lowest, the positions in Impel Down's prison are: Director, Vice Director, Warden, Vice Warden, Jailer Chief, and Monster Jailer Chief.

The Director is the highest-ranking official in charge of all Impel Down. The Warden is responsible for guarding the prisoners. The Jailer Chief commands the five Jailer Beasts, while the Monster Jailer Chief manages and commands the monster jailers.)

"More or less! I don't know why, but after I went to Extreme Cold Hell, the strain on my heart seemed to ease, and I started feeling much better overall. Naturally, I've been eating more, too.

Senior Argo, will my increased appetite cause trouble for Impel Down?" Mosen asked, putting on a worried expression.

"Of course not! Impel Down has plenty of food. Just go get as much as you need," Argo said, patting Mosen on the shoulder.

"I see! That's a relief."

"By the way, Mosen, you haven't come out for a month. Vice Director Magellan was a little worried about you. Why don't you go see him and report on how things are going?"

Mosen was surprised to hear that Magellan had been worried about him. Would someone like Magellan really remember an insignificant nobody like him?

Mosen's only knowledge of Magellan came from how he was portrayed in the original story.

Mosen remembered that Magellan was an extremely responsible man. During the Paramount War, Blackbeard and his crew escaped from Impel Down, and Magellan was seriously injured trying to stop them.

While recovering from his injuries, Magellan had repeatedly tried to kill himself out of guilt. Fortunately, Sengoku sent people to talk him out of it, and they stopped him from succeeding.

After he recovered, Magellan even volunteered to step down from Director of Impel Down to Vice Director as punishment.

How did a man who did nothing but work diligently and spend most of his time squatting on the toilet have time to care about his subordinates?

Thinking this, Mosen said to Argo, "Senior Argo, thanks for the heads-up. I'll go see the Vice Director now."

"At this hour, the Vice Director should be handling paperwork, not in the bathroom. This is a good time to go."

Mosen nodded and headed for Magellan's office.

The entire level of Scorching Hell was swelteringly hot. It was shaped somewhat like a giant iron pot, filled with boiling blood pools and seas of fire.

In his previous life, Mosen had worked in fire safety, and in this life, he had undergone a transformation using the Frozen Lineage Factor. As a result, he really hated hot environments.

After walking a few steps through Scorching Hell, Mosen's discomfort grew worse and worse.

With no other choice, Mosen secretly drew on the power of the Frozen Lineage Factor, wrapping his body in cold air. Only then did he feel a little more comfortable.

A few minutes later, Mosen reached Magellan's office. He raised his hand and knocked. A voice from inside said, "Come in."

Mosen opened the door and entered. Magellan, who was handling paperwork, looked up at him and froze.

"Y-you're Mosen?" Magellan asked, scratching his head.

"That's me."

"You've changed a lot this past month! I almost didn't recognize you. I was worried you wouldn't be able to adapt to Extreme Cold Hell, but it looks like I was worrying too much." Magellan set down his pen.

"Maybe it's because I underwent a transformation with the Frozen Lineage Factor! I feel really comfortable in Extreme Cold Hell.

"Going in there feels just like coming home. Every prisoner in there is talented, and they all speak so nicely. I really like it there."

"R-really? Mosen, don't let those prisoners' sweet talk fool you. They're all Great Pirates with bounties of over a hundred million berries, and they're vicious criminals." Magellan paused before answering.

"Yes, I understand! Thank you for your concern, Vice Director."

"You don't have to be so formal, Mosen. Just give me a quick report on what's happened in Extreme Cold Hell this past month."

Mosen nodded and told him what he had seen over the past month.

Mosen told Magellan everything except that his Lineage Factor had awakened. As for the deaths of the two prisoners and the reason they had died, he claimed that they had tried to kill him and steal the key to his cabin, and that he had fought back with the Military Wolves and killed them.

"You did well. You can't show mercy to prisoners like these. If they attack you, you're free to fight back. Make sure you protect yourself; it's all right to kill them.

"But don't abuse the authority you've been given and take people's lives on a whim. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I understand! Thank you for your guidance."

"All right, if there's nothing else, you can go." With that, Magellan resumed reading the documents.

Mosen bowed respectfully and left.

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