The Real Deal

"You're gonna let them go?"

Arthur asked, conflicted, as he looked at Ian.

They were currently in an underground prison, the biggest prison that was made on Ian's request under the Duchy.

The war criminals, the cult members, were being held here. Seven days had already passed since Ian's soul returned to his body. He was forced to have complete bedrest this whole time by his parents and the kids.

They finally let him go after he managed to manipulate them emotionally with everything he had. It was a difficult job indeed. But nothing was impossible for Ian.

"Let them go? NO?"

Ian asked back in utter shock instead. But it wasn't Arthur's fault that he misunderstood. Ian did indeed say something that could be easily misinterpreted.

"But you just said 'It's time to go out.'..?"

That's what he said. To the criminals. Not that he meant it literally.

"To the hall. TO.THE.HALL."

Ian repeated himself twice, once for the criminals and once for Arthur. Everyone captured already had