The Warden of The Witches

Chapter 80:

The Elusive Warden

Carmila's vulgar language instantly froze the atmosphere in the room. Veronica's face darkened, and she snapped, "Hey!"

"What's wrong? Are you interested in him too?" Carmila turned to Veronica with a mischievous grin.

Veronica blushed, her eyes widened, but she couldn't utter a word.

Aiden, on the other hand remained calm, leaning back in his chair and casually retorting, "who are you Looking down on? You sell yourself for others, did you think I'm that desperate, or do you believe your body is made of gold?"

Dealing with this level of teasing was nothing new for him; he was accustomed to it.

Seeing that he was entirely immune, Carmila quickly surrendered with a playful smile, and raising her hands, "Just kidding, just kidding. But well..." She suddenly changed the subject, staring seriously into Aiden's eyes, "I do have a genuine interest in making a deal with you."

As she spoke, Carmila stood up, leaned forward, resting her elbows on the iron table, bringing her face close to Aiden.

Veronica immediately became alert and put her hand on the gun holstered at her waist.

Prison guards were wary of prisoners unexpectedly closing the distance. If Carmila made any unusual move towards Aiden, Veronica would not hesitate to draw her gun and shoot.

"Help me deal with that bastard," Carmila stared intensely at Aiden, "and I'll be your dog."

"What do you mean?" Aiden remained indifferent, confident with fully armed Veronica on the scene, not worried about Carmila suddenly posing a threat.

"Literal meaning, I can give you my loyalty. I'll do any dirty work you need, handle any inmates in the prison that you want dealt with, and take the blame myself," Carmila explained slowly.

Aiden stared at her for a moment, then coldly replied, "Who would dare to keep a mad dog like you? Go back and sit down properly!"

Carmila silently retreated back to her seat.

"Are you out of your mind, letting a prison warden handle the underworld?" Aiden said expressionlessly, "You're overestimating me."

"I genuinely believe you can pull it off," Carmila suddenly grinned. "I'm only interested in the strong. In this prison, there are many strong individuals who either serve you willingly or submit to your authority. I've witnessed your capabilities; you're strong enough."

"Flattery won't work. I'll handle things my way; I don't need your guidance," Aiden turned to Veronica. "I've understood everything; there's nothing more to discuss. Take this troublesome person back to solitary confinement."

"Wait, wait! Let me finish my smoke at least!"

Carmila reached for the matches on the table, but Aiden swiftly took the box away.

Without mercy, Aiden pocketed the matchbox, stood up, and gestured, "Take her away!"

Veronica immediately approached, grabbed Carmila by the collar, and pulled her towards the exit.

"Hey, hey, don't be so rough," Carmila lingered at the door.

"Quit the chatter and move it!" Veronica, losing patience, forcefully dragged her out, delivering a swift kick to her butt.

"Fuck! I'll remember this grudge!" Carmila grumbled but obediently walked towards the direction of the solitary confinement.

Veronica escorted Carmila down the corridor, glancing back to see Aiden heading straight to his office.

She wasn't sure if Aiden was prepared to take action in response to this incident.

If the clues they had gathered were correct, Carlo Polpo's actions were truly despicable.

Veronica, overhearing the details, felt the urge to execute the bastard.

However, she knew that eliminating the mafia was the responsibility of the mounted police, not the prison guards.

Aiden wasn't a superhero; this situation didn't demand that level of intervention.

Yet, deep down, she still held a slight expectation for Aiden.

After all, Aiden had so many magical powers that he was able to turn the tide, overturning her almost certain death sentence, and allowing the "Ant Queen" Melusine, who could not even be caught by the Inquisition, to fall into his hands.

If Aiden is going to take any action, she also hopes to be his support.

After escorting Carmila back to solitary confinement, she immediately approached Aiden's office, knocking on the door.

...No response.

Veronica tried knocking a few more times, but the room remained silent.

Out for a moment?

Veronica was surprised, recalling Aiden heading towards his office.

At that moment, the core area's block supervisor, Franda, passed by with a freshly poured cup of coffee. And spoke to Veronica, "Veronica, is the warden not in his office?"

"Yeah," Veronica replied. "Have you seen where he went?"

"I passed by here on my way to the break room just a minute ago and saw him entering his office," Franda thought for a moment. "Check if the door is locked."

Veronica tried pressing the door handle, "It's locked."

"Then he must have left for something," Franda shrugged. "The warden has responsibilities all over, and sometimes he disappears like this; and nobody can find him. You can come back later"

"Alright," Veronica nodded and prepared to return to her post.

Suddenly, she remembered something.

She came from one side of the corridor, but the break room was on the opposite side of the office. Franda saw Aiden enter the office when she passed by to the break room. Then both of them approached the office from different directions, and Aiden had already left. However, neither of them had encountered him.

Could it be that when the warden walked past the break room, Franda didn't notice...

This thought flashed through Veronica's mind.

Meanwhile, deep in the underground of the warden's office, in the secret mithril cell of Inmate 4001, Aiden sat at the table playing UNO with Mephilia.

"So, you want to stir things up for that guy?" Mephilia wore a mysterious smile as she controlled the cards with her telekinetic powers.

"Of course. I've been dealing with Silaine and Carmila's issues these days, and now someone tells me it's all because of someone's mischief. Even though it didn't happen in my prison, it still brought me unnecessary trouble. I must reciprocate to the troublemaker," Aiden said expressionlessly, followed with a Wild card, "Come on, plus four, and change it to red!"

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