The Warden of The Witches

Divine Incantation

At this moment, Aiden felt his consciousness turn into a blank slate, all other thoughts fading away, leaving only one resolve - to speak that divine incantation.

His physical transformation naturally kicked in; he didn't even need to recall it, his body reflexively shaping itself back to the state remodeled by the demon that had possessed him before.

Somewhere deep in his subconscious, a voice seemed to call out to him, urging him to break free from the shackles of his mortal body and reach out to touch the power of the divine!

Abigail's imparted divine incantation surfaced in his mind, etched deeply like a brand.

Subconsciously, Aiden opened his lips, uttering the words imbued with a power transcending that of mere mortals.

Priscilla, who had previously held the upper hand, suddenly felt this eerie sound infiltrate her mind, resonating like a deafening bell.

As a great witch acknowledged by Abigail, she immediately recognized this was Abigail's divine incantation.

Due to having adapted to expressions through a certain method in the past, this divine incantation did not erode her spirit. Nevertheless, a profound tremor exploded within the depths of her consciousness.

She could vaguely sense an invisible force attempting to tug at her consciousness, trying to detach it from this body that did not belong to her. Although this force had not grown to that extent, it undeniably existed.

The extraordinary power contained within this divine incantation was indeed taking effect!

This was a command, ordering all things in the world to revert to a "normal" state.

"Sensory disorientation" deactivated, "mental blockade" deactivated, "memory seal" deactivated... In an instant, all the mental spells Priscilla had cast on Aiden were completely dispelled.

As his vision cleared, Aiden abruptly turned around, fixing his gaze on Priscilla.

The Shadow Demon's tendrils sprouted in an instant, tightly binding Priscilla.

Just as Aiden was about to call on his guardian spirit for further attacks, Priscilla spoke, "I surrender! I surrender!"

A moment of hesitation passed for Aiden. Eventually, he abandoned invoking the "Spectre Roar" and instead commanded the guardian spirit to cast a sealing spell, "Ghostly Ensnarement," that capable of disrupting the target's magical operations.

He dared not easily believe that Priscilla had truly given up the struggle, but he now had the capital to test her. The previous effect had proven that the divine incantation possessed a power surpassing Priscilla's mental spells.

"The tactics just now indeed favored you, but ultimately, you lost due to luck," Aiden said, looking at Priscilla. "Pleasure to meet you, Grand Witch Priscilla."

"So you've already found out..." Priscilla chuckled mockingly. "About that divine incantation... No, Aiden Galord, why do you possess divinity?"

(TN: Aiden Garrod -> Aiden galord)

"You don't need to know that. You only need to know that you have been captured," Aiden said slowly.

"Will I be executed?" Priscilla sneered.

"If you are willing to voluntarily exchange with Rebecca, restore her to normal, and confess your crimes truthfully, you most likely won't die," Aiden replied calmly.

"Am I going to be thrown into prison by your lackeys for ten years? Twenty years? Or perhaps a lifetime?" Priscilla shot a look of resentment. "Then I might as well go die now, swaping life for life with that damn superior inquisitor! Let her be sealed in that frail body forever, dying with a blank slate of memory!!"

"You really detest inquisitor... I heard you even voluntarily put a bounty on me?"

Despite Priscilla's radical stance, Aiden remained calm. He had dealt with far more volatile inmates than her.

Priscilla harbored a significant degree of resistance towards law enforcement, but convincing her to cooperate was necessary for Rebecca's prompt recovery.

While he could have handed Priscilla over to the Inquisition for interrogation, personally, he doubted the Inquisition's ability to approach the situation from the prisoner's perspective. Additionally, the Grand Witch's extreme opposition to the Inquisition made negotiations seem unlikely to yield positive results.

Since he had apprehended Priscilla this time rather than the Inquisition, he decided to have a direct conversation with her.

Legally speaking, Priscilla's "identity" was now imprisoned; she was a prisoner of the Rose Prison. And Bringing Priscilla's soul back from outside the prison and returning Rebecca's soul, which should not have been incarcerated, to her body, in some sense, fell within his duties as the warden.

"You Inquisition are nothing but lapdogs for the rulers. Ultimately, the countries that signed the Covenant just want to tightly grip power under government control. They're so sickening that they'd exterminate anyone pursuing magic knowledge, good or evil, all in the name of justice!" Priscilla ranted indignantly, glaring at Aiden.

"As the Grand Witch who aims to unite the Witch Gathering against the state, your ideas are indeed radical," Aiden chuckled. "But the reasons for managing dark magic aren't as simple as you claim. Before the Covenant was signed, the number of cases caused by dark magic was several times what it is now. Although in my opinion, the current laws have indeed swung a bit too far. This era lacks inclusivity for witches like you, whose knowledge holds extraordinary value."

"Now, that doesn't sound like something a law enforcer should say, does it? Shouldn't the law be sacred and inviolable?" Priscilla retorted sarcastically.

"Being sacred and inviolable is just a slogan to urge people to obey the law. After all, there can be no order without rules. It's precisely because I'm a law enforcer that I should objectively examine the law. Laws always lag behind, and in any era or country, there has never been a truly perfect law. I respect rules but don't worship them. Rather than sticking to conventions, I prefer to fulfill my will as much as possible within the framework of the rules."

"Do you really intend to help me?" Priscilla furrowed her brow skeptically.

"I'm Not helping you, I'm planning to... make a deal with you," Aiden said earnestly, looking into Priscilla's eyes.

"A deal?" Priscilla still appeared doubtful. "You expect me to believe you?"

"I consider myself a decent trading partner; let's say it's a recommendation from your friend," Aiden smiled, pointing to the Shadow Demon tendrils entwined around Priscilla. "You know this one, don't you? This is the Shadow Demon summoned by Dailey, at my disposal. She and I have maintained this kind of mutually beneficial transaction."

Priscilla was stunned for A moment

"Let's have a good chat in prison," Aiden adjusted his hat, "although I haven't planned to offer you any other choices."

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