The Warden of The Witches

Blood Moon Cult and Witch Gathering

Two hours later, in the infirmary.

"This time, I owe you a great deal," Rebecca bowed her head in self-blame towards Aiden, "It's all because of my inadequate abilities that I was pushed into such a situation by the witch, and causing you so much trouble."

"You shouldn't put it that way. If you hadn't swallowed that pendant, I wouldn't have been able to catch her," Aiden glanced at Priscilla, who was sitting up in the hospital bed.

Priscilla turned her face away with a displeased expression.

This was the truth. If Rebecca hadn't swallowed Priscilla's grand witch token, Aiden wouldn't have obtained it, and he naturally wouldn't have been able to infiltrate the grand witch's gathering or receive Abigail's teaching.

If it hadn't been for that word that could turn the world upside down, he would probably have been played to death by Priscilla. Not to mention that if the token had been in Priscilla's hands, she could have sought help from other witches last night.

In other words, Priscilla's capture, to some extent, was all thanks to Rebecca's desperate struggle at the last moment.

"No need to be so modest. You caught the criminal I couldn't catch, that's a fact. I've always seen you as my target. When you transferred to work in the prison and I became the senior inquisitor, I thought I had finally surpassed you. Now it seems that you haven't lost your touch at all. It's actually me who has been standing still," Rebecca expressed her heartfelt admiration as she looked at Aiden.

"I'm not being modest; I'm speaking from the heart," Aiden shrugged, "Is your body back to normal with no issues? Do you need some time?"

"It's fine..."

As Rebecca was about to say Priscilla suddenly interjected from the side, "Hmph, feeling something is off is also normal. After all, these days I've been using your body to lure a man or two..."

Rebecca was instantly frightened by these words, her face turned pale, and she instinctively patting herself up and down.

"Don't let her lead you astray; she's deceiving you," Aiden calmly warned, "Her acting skills are so poor that Director Harold has long suspected her and having her monitored."

"Really?" Rebecca still seemed a bit unsure.

"There, the person in charge of monitoring tonight. Once she wakes up, you can ask her,"

Aiden pointed towards the investigator lying unconscious on another bed.

"Oh, I remember her... She's A newcomer from the Third Squad" Rebecca recognized the person, "What happened to her?"

"It's nothing, just got caught up in the fight between me and Priscilla, nothing serious. She should wake up in a few hours," Aiden explained to her.

"If she's under Priscilla's mental attack, couldn't you just release her from it?"

"Uh... no, it was my accidental injury," Aiden scratched his brow somewhat sheepishly.

If he hadn't used a powerful move like "Spectre Roar" to strike, this rookie investigator wouldn't have ended up unconscious in bed for half a day.

"Huh?" Rebecca was quite surprised.

"There was a slight mishap, When I captured Priscilla. Don't worry, I'll handle it here. Once she wakes up, I'll explain things to her. Tomorrow, we'll go to the office to report the situation. So, for tonight, you..." Aiden gave Rebecca an inquiring look.

"It's fine, I can go home by myself," Rebecca nodded at Aiden.

"I'll walk you a few steps?"

"No need, you've helped me enough," Rebecca waved her hand repeatedly, "I can walk back on my own. After all, I'm a inquisitor. it's not dignified, If I need someone to accompany me on the night road."

"Alright, take care then," Aiden signaled for a guard to escort her outside the prison.

When she reached the door, Rebecca suddenly stopped and turned back.

"Aiden... no, Senior," she added a touch of respectful tone, "Are you free this weekend? I'd like to... treat you to a meal as a thank you."

"Sure, I look forward to it," Aiden agreed.

After Rebecca left, Priscilla immediately spoke to Aiden, "You haven't forgotten about the promise you made to me, have you?"

Aiden glanced at her, "let's go to the room inside."

Aiden led Priscilla into a room within the infirmary, and closed the door.

"So..." Priscilla took a seat on a bed, crossing her legs, "Regarding what I mentioned, how much do you actually know? I've fulfilled your request. Don't tell me now that you know nothing."

"How did you come to know about the Blood Moon Cult?" Aiden stared into Priscilla's eyes and asked.

Half an hour earlier, Priscilla had presented a condition to Aiden:

"There was a cult that vanished without a trace five years ago, called the 'Blood Red Full Moon,' which was active in this country at the time. I suspect that the Inquisition here must have had contact with them. I want to know their whereabouts, or any information at all."

Upon hearing Priscilla's request, Aiden was genuinely shocked—Priscilla was actually investigating this cult, that deeply connected to him and Mephilia.

"Hey, you asked me to switch our bodies back earlier, and I did it first. Now, it's your turn to speak!" Priscilla looked displeased.

"Alright, but I can only tell you what I can. Five years ago, the Inquisition did indeed raid a base of a cult by that name. The cult itself has been destroyed, but its founder escaped and disapeared,"

Aiden revealed some basic information, avoiding the most crucial and confidential details.

"Destroyed? No wonder I couldn't find anything no matter how hard I searched," Priscilla pondered.

"So, how did you come to know about this cult? Why are you looking for them?" Aiden inquired.

"It's nothing, this cult had a minor conflict with the Witch Gathering a long time ago. They once attempted to offer a bounty for three key figures in the Witch Gathering. However, after Lamia killed several assassins and bounty hunters sent by the cult, they backed off," Priscilla explained lightly, "Abigail once revealed to us that this cult not only knows about the divine nature and divine words but also holds crucial information about 'spiritual' authority... So I was intrigued and began investigating, but so far, I haven't found any leads."

"Oh? How did Abigail come to know about it?" Aiden asked with keen interest.

Aiden was well aware that Abigail's information was not unfounded. The Blood Moon Cult had indeed managed to successfully summon the one who controlled the "spiritual" authority into this world, as that controller was currently imprisoned under his office.

"Do you think I would tell you?" Priscilla snorted, "So, since it was you who destroyed the cult... do they really possess such a thing?"

"I don't know. Even if I did, do you think I would tell you?" Aiden replied calmly, his expression unchanged.