Chapter 870: Volume 27: Sudden Gust - 9: The Door is Already Open_2
"So, how is it, Rebry? How does it feel to be imprisoned?" Komer finally drained his cup of coffee, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.
"The taste is exquisite," Rebry replied with a faint smile. "To have such an experience in life is enough to boast about to the younger generation."
"Haha, it indeed is an experience worthy of boasting, practicing within the Religious Court’s prison tower is not something just anyone can qualify for," Komer laughed as well.
Mihailovich joined in, "Rebry, I feel that this experience has been quite beneficial to your practice. Your current state is vastly different from over a year ago. Can you tell us any exciting stories from within the prison tower?"
"There is nothing particularly exciting. Noyola and Lorenzo are clear that if a person’s mind and faith have already shifted, it is delusional to think that they can be persuaded by mere verbal arguments. Unfortunately, I am one of those people. They understood this many years ago. The reason they imprisoned me instead of sending me to the burning stake is probably to use me as a living propaganda to show off, especially to those they consider heretics, in their eyes. But I think it will only backfire," Rebry appeared detached, showing little sadness or dissatisfaction with his time in prison.
"Then it seems you have been living quite comfortably here, haven’t you?" Komer teased. "You look as if this misfortune has turned into a blessing as if you might have jumped straight into the realm of a Magic Instructor."
"Well, you try it, and maybe after a few years in the prison tower, you too can transcend and become a Great Mage," Rebry retorted but didn’t deny the probing nature of Komer’s last remark.
"Hmm, alright, as long as you have returned, it’s a blessing from the Church of Light that Our Caucasus-Homer United Mage Corps could receive such a training opportunity. Now, Newman, Flamengo, and Solka are diligently practicing. Giovanni and Konti have also gained much insight; they have each entered their practice rooms to contemplate the enlightenment received from this ordeal. Such an opportunity doesn’t come easily to anyone. I’m also well aware that my spiritual confrontation with Michelangelo is equivalent to a year of solitary exploration. I didn’t expect Michelangelo to have such profound spiritual practice. My Dark Erosion had broken his mental defenses when he was vulnerable, but that man was able to keep the cracks from spreading, which is nothing short of a miracle."