The Warden of The Witches

A Useful Man

After listening to Qimora speculation, Dailey and Priscilla exchanged glances.

After being captured, both of them quickly realized that it was nearly impossible to escape from this prison—even if they did manage to escape, they would be relentlessly pursued by the Inquisition. In comparison, staying in this prison managed by Aiden was a much better option for them. Their situation here was even similar to the days before their arrest.

Therefore, they soon resigned themselves to their fate, and accepting the trade with Aiden as the most sensible choice. At present, they had not yet carefully analyzed the fact that Aiden possessed divinity—because analyzing it would be of no use.

"No matter what, this man is no ordinary person," Qimora took a drag of her cigarette and chuckled. "Quite interesting."

"Either way, Vera won't be able to win him over. If she throws the mercury golem in... I can already imagine what will happen," Priscilla shook her head. "So, you better advise her, persuade her to leave this city as soon as possible and hide properly. After all, she won't be able to rescue us."

"I was actually asked by Abigail to advise her. It's just that she doesn't listen. She has quite an issue with Abigail now. Given her stubborn nature, it's probably not that easy to change her mind," Qimora shrugged.

"In that case, you can just relay the information we discussed to her. Although she is impulsive, she still has some sense. I've been trying to send another letter to the contact point, but it seems she hasn't gone back to the contact point." Priscilla suggested.

But Qimora flatly refused without hesitation: "No, after hearing the information you provided, I've become somewhat interested in Aiden Galord. If Vera wants to kill him, then I'll be sitting in the best seat, watching to see if what you've said is true."

"What exactly are you planning?" Priscilla frowned. "This doesn't benefit you at all."

"It wouldn't hurt for Vera to suffer a setback. She did say she would take responsibility if things went awry," Qimora calmly stated. "I think after losing, she should willingly leave here to go help Abigail, and that way, my task would be considered complete."

"Help? Has something happened to Abigail?" Dailey immediately sensed an issue.

"Oh, it's about the 'Black Goat.' That priest couldn't contain himself any longer and finally made a move against Abigail. The battle sisters of the Fertility Mother Goddess sect have begun harassing the Sabbath Forest," Qimora explained casually to them.

"Is this leading to war?" Dailey inquired.

"It seems to be heading that way, so Abigail is making preparations. She asked me to gather information on the 'Black Goat's' movements. Lamia seems enthusiastic about this, and Hasbinis was originally hesitant, but she joined after Abigail promised to share the priest's remains with her. The only one causing difficulty is Vera. Abigail wants her to strengthen the defense of the Sabbath Forest with a golem, but since you two were captured, she's been at odds with Abigail," Qimora shrugged helplessly. "With both of you missing, our side's strength has already been significantly affected. This is a time when unity is most crucial."

"Excuse me. Don't casually involve us. The 'Black Goat' is solely targeting Abigail. Abigail is clearly looking to use us, without even bothering to conceal it," Priscilla said coldly. "'Black Goat' desires the 'Sole Authority' in her possession, while she only seeks the 'Divine word' from 'Black Goat,' conveniently eliminating a thorn in her side."

"Oh, you sound exactly like Vera. However selfish Abigail may be, she wouldn't be foolish enough to have us serve her for nothing. Let me tell you, there's profit in this for us. Abigail has agreed to let us share the priest's remains. Doesn't she have some credibility?" Qimora said with a mocking grin appearing on her face. "If you two were still out there, you'd probably be eagerly agreeing, especially you, Priscilla. Weren't you the one most desiring divinity? Now that you stuck in prison, you must be regretting it once I leave, right?"

"Joking aside, even if I desired it, I wouldn't recklessly gamble with my life," Priscilla scoffed. "Facing a 'Saint,' and being a pawn for Abigail, one could easily become a sacrifice at any moment."

"To attain divinity, some risks are always needed," Qimora shook her head. "But our bargaining chips are still too few. Perhaps..."

"Perhaps what?" Dailey raised an eyebrow inquisitively at her pause.

"Perhaps there's a chance to use Aiden Galord to our advantage," Qimora smirked. "If he can truly handle Vera."

"If you want to probe into his background..." Priscilla pointed in a certain direction. "his office is right over there."

"I'll pass on that. Since you say he's a divine language controller, I'd better be a bit cautious. Until I have some understanding of him, I'll let vera pave the way and won't directly engage with him," after Qimora said that she standing up from the edge of the bed and finishing the remaining cigarette in one breath. "It's getting late. I have to go."

Glancing around, she was about to toss the cigarette butt into a nearby bin when Dailey promptly stopped her. "Don't throw it here. It might be discovered. Dispose of it over there."

Qimora followed Dailey's indicated direction—it led to the toilet area.

"Quite meticulous of you," Qimora chuckled, flicking the cigarette butt into the toilet.

"Take care then. Hopefully, when we meet next time, you both won't have been hanged".

After exchanging farewells, Qimora began reciting the Divine word, then walked towards the innermost wall, disappearing through it.

Simultaneously, in Room 13, the succubus Fei, wrapped in a blanket, still trembled with fear.

"I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything, I saw nothing at all... My lips are sealed, so please, please don't come looking for me..." She repeated these words in her mind like a mantra countless times.

Suddenly, her mind went blank for a moment.

The next instant, she was engulfed in confusion—What didn't I see... What was I trying to do just now?

Wait, why am I lying down again? What was I intending to do earlier?

She rose from bed once more, feeling like she had forgotten something.

At that moment, she noticed the crystal in her hand.

"Ah!" It suddenly dawned on her.

Meanwhile, in Room 11 next door, Evangeline who was asleep, pondered a question—What is that strange noise from the adjacent room every night?

(TN: don't worry Eva it just A massage crystal (⁠ ͡⁠°⁠ ͜⁠ʖ⁠ ͡⁠°⁠) )