The Warden of The Witches

Turn of Events

"Another brawl among the inmates? Who's involved this time?"

Aiden, seemingly unperturbed, continued his paperwork while inquiring about the incident.

"It's inmates 3201, 3361, and 3362," the guard replied, wiping sweat from his forehead.

"What?" Aiden finally paused, setting aside his work to look up, "Give me the details."

As the head of the prison, he could easily recall details about inmates based on their file numbers, especially those he focused on, like inmate 3201, Evangeline, and the recently arrived twin killers, inmates 3361 and 3362.

The guard began recounting, "When they returned to their cells after classes today, inmates 3361 and 3362 suddenly attacked 3201, attempting to poke her eyes with their hands. However, they failed, and inmate 3201 retaliated, injuring both of them."

Aiden wasn't surprised by the outcome. Although trained by the same organization, the twin killers were no match for Evangeline, even in a surprise attack.

"What's the current situation?" Aiden inquired further.

"Inmate 3361 has a fractured rib, while inmate 3362 was hit on the jaw and was unconscious for five minutes. Right now both of them are in the infirmary, and inmate 3201 is cooperating for questioning."

"Did you find anything during the interrogation?"

"Nothing significant. Inmate 3201 claims she has no idea why they attacked her, and the twins remain silent. Warden, what do you think?" The guard cautiously sought Aiden's opinion.

Aiden rubbed his temples, feeling a bit uneasy with the consecutive events.

The recent mysterious outbreak in the core area made him suspect illegal drug circulation among inmates, but he couldn't pinpoint the source.

Although he suspected inmate 3340's involvement, without evidence, he couldn't take any action.

As he struggled to unravel these mysteries, a new incident unfolded one after another.

When the twin killers entered the prison, Aiden had a vague sense of unease.

Assassins trained by the same organization usually lacked individual will.

Could they have attacked Evangeline on a directive from their common trainer, Meirujinu?

But, Aiden couldn't fathom Meirujinu's motive for targeting Evangeline.

With the secret technique to erase memories, there was no need to silence Evangeline, the assassin under her command.

Furthermore, those twin were no match for Evangeline, a fact Meirujinu herself must have understood.

After contemplating for a while, he spoke, "I'll go check it out. Take me to see inmate 3201."

Meanwhile, in the prison library.

"I want to borrow this book."

Hearing the familiar voice, Arsena who was engrossed in her studies, looked up.

The Blood Princess Ophelia stood before her, placing a thick book in front of her.

"Okay." Arsena adjusted her glasses and extended her hand, signaling for him to hand over the library card.

"I really can't stand your speaking style. Would it kill you to say one more word?" Ophelia was somewhat displeased with her attitude.

Arsena didn't respond to her complaint, and continued registering on the library card, then raised her face and said in a businesslike tone, "The return period is within two weeks. Don't forget."

"You've really assimilated into the role of a librarian, or should I say, you now resemble a literary girl?" Ophelia mocked Arsena in a low voice.

"After all, you're a ruthless character who killed your own teacher. How did you end up like this?"

"Killing their teachers and student is common for Necromancers — He also wanted to kill me back then," Arsena replied casually.

Unlike other wizards and witches who delves into black magic, necromancers specializing in death magic rarely took apprentices.

Most necromancers mentored someone for one purpose: that is to kill the apprentice at the right moment — the soul and body of a necromancer's with strong death power were excellent materials for other necromancers.

Of course, from the apprentice's perspective, it was the same.

"Please don't disturb me while I'm reading." After saying this, Arsena continued to immerse herself in her books.

"I can release you from the demonic contract on your body," Ophelia suddenly said coldly. "You should be interested."

"You can't do it." Almost simultaneously, Arsena responded.

"I can't, but someone here can," Ophelia said softly.

This time, Arsena finally lifted her face.

"What exactly do you want?" She stared directly into Ophelia's blood-red eyes over her glasses.

"I'm planning... to leave this place," Ophelia grinned, revealing her fang-like teeth used for sucking blood.

A few minutes later, Ophelia, holding the book, arrived in the reading room and sat beside Meirujinu.

"How did it go? Did she agree?" Meirujinu asked in a hushed tone.

"She said she'll decide after meeting you," Ophelia responded in a low voice, pretending to flip through the borrowed book.

"A cautious decision; at least she's interested." Meirujinu seemed satisfied with the outcome. "Next is Dailey. I'll trouble you with that."

"Do I have to persuade her too? I have no relationship with her, unlike you. Don't you know her better," Ophelia questioned.

"She might not welcome someone who was expelled from the 'Witch Gathering.' If she directly questions me about the details, it would be awkward. Don't worry, I'll handle persuading the last person," Meirujinu replied confidently.

"Having those two is enough. No need to involve that little devil, her mind is a bit off, and she only listens to the warden. She might spill our secrets," Ophelia opposed.

"No, I'm confident I can handle her. Just follow my instructions," Meirujinu responded confidently.

"How's the plan for the potion?"

"Very smooth. We've already controlled quite a few of the less intelligent underlings. They will be the vanguard to cause the chaos. The next batch of potions will arrive tomorrow."

"If the actions are too conspicuous, he'll catch onto your tail. He's definitely investigating your channels," Ophelia whispered a reminder.

"What does it matter? I've given him some trouble to deal with. The current warden should be overwhelmed.

By the time he regains his senses, there won't be a chance to control the situation," Meirujinu laughed.

Bribing the scum among the prison guards to provide channels, turning the warden's dogs against him, and using drugs to control the minions... the prison that carefully cultivated by the warden is about to crumble in my hands.

This is the cost of casually manipulating someone "daughter," Warden.

Evangeline is mine.