The Warden of The Witches

Don't Push Your Luck

After separating Franda and the two prisoners from Room Six, Aiden moved a chair and sat down across from Veronica. "So, I suppose you'll cooperate with my work right?" he inquired.

Veronica looked at him with a strange expression, her eyes had a mix of curiosity and caution.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Isn't it basic procedure to investigate before taking action? You've been a police officer yourself, so nothing too surprising about it right?"

Aiden began asking questions on his own accord. "Now go ahead and tell me about what happened, the more detailed the better."

Veronica remained silent, while still staring at him.

After a few seconds of eye contact, Aiden sighed. "What's wrong, don't want to talk? Is there not a single person willing to cooperate with me today?"

"I... don't like taking showers with those criminals," Veronica suddenly spoke up.

Aiden was slightly taken aback, but quickly focused on listening to her.

Veronica continued expressionlessly, "So, I deliberately waited until everyone else had finished before going in. Then, halfway through my shower, I heard voices in the changing room—werewolves have much better hearing than regular humans, so I heard clearly.

Those two, in the changing room, were extorting the succubus. They demanded money from her, or else they would find a chance to maim her."

Aiden nodded slightly; this explanation was quite made sense.

The barrier of the Rose Prison could seal magic, making prisoners like Fei, who had no abilities beyond innate spellcasting, powerless here.

More importantly, she was wealthy. To Catherine and Anna, the seasoned bandits, she was like a walking money bag.

"Then you went over to stop them?" Aiden asked with an amused smile. "Quite the sense of justice you have."

"I just found them annoying," Veronica frowned.

"And then you fought them? Who made the first move?" Aiden squinted.

This was the crux of the matter. Normally, scoundrels like Catherine and Anna, who were quick to exploit the weak and fearful of the strong, would not willingly provoke Veronica.

Not only was Veronica a pure-blooded werewolf, but she was also a death row inmate who would soon face execution. It would be easy for her to kill them, without worries about the consequences.

Franda immediate assumption of Veronica's guilt was based on this fact. Frankly, if Veronica had said they attacked first, Aiden wouldn't have believed her either.

However Veronica shook her head. "When I warned them in the changing room, they pretended to calm down. But when I returned to the bathroom to continue my shower, I heard them fighting in the changing room. So, I went back and saw those two beating up the succubus with all their might. I couldn't stand seeing them go so far..."

"And you took action?" Aiden smirked knowingly. "Alright, according to your account, it was them who knocked Fei unconscious?"

Judging from the result of this fight, Fei injuries were much serious than Anna and Catherine. To determine the responsibilitiy, this matter must be clarified.

"......."

"No...., it was the soap," Veronica answered after a moment of silence.

"Sorry?" Aiden didn't quite catch that.

"When I started to fight those two, the succubus tried to take advantage of the chaos to escape. But she stepped on the soap I had dropped, slipped, and hit her head on the cabinet. She fainted on her own, it was just an accident."

"Oh? You're being surprisingly honest,"

Aiden remarked, feeling a bit surprised. If that was the case, then the responsibility for Fei concussion would fall on Veronica's negligence. Veronica had surprisingly admitted it outright.

"I have a clear conscience," Veronica said calmly.

"If that's the case, why didn't you clarify things from the beginning? you didn't even say a word in your defense" When Franda said something you.

"If I told you, would you have believed me?" Veronica's expression was blank.

Aiden considered for a moment. "Whether I believe you or not, I'll make my own judgment after I've asked everyone. But if you don't speak up, others won't even have a chance to believe you, right?"

After saying that, He stood up gestured to the prison doctor, and heading to the room to check on Fei condition.

Just as he placed his hand on the doorknob, he heard Veronica's voice behind him: "Thank you."

Aiden paused, turning around in slight astonishment. "Why are you Thanking me? I just gave you a chance to speak, that doesn't mean I already believe you."

"Just thanking you for giving me the opportunity to talk," Veronica said, sitting on the chair with her back to him. "Not many people give me a chance to speak, just because I'm a werewolf."

"Is that so..." Aiden couldn't say anything more. Each word Veronica said carried an unusual weight, leaving him momentarily unsure how to respond.

He opened the door and saw Fei lying on the central bed.

"How much longer until she wakes up?" he asked the prison doctor, approaching the bedside.

"I don't know, but if Warden wants her to wake up immediately, there's a way," the doctor said, handing him a silver needle used for stitching wounds.

"Poke her with this?" Aiden frowned. "Seems a bit inhumane."

"No, what I mean is, Warden, you prick your own finger with this, then feed her a few drops of your blood," the doctor explained professionally. "Succubi can absorb magic from a man's body fluids to heal themselves."

Aiden glanced at the doctor with suspicion, but the doctor nodded confidently.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he finally chose to prick his own finger with the silver needle.

Then, he brought his finger close to Fei lips and squeezed out a few drops of blood.

Fei immediately reacted, moving her eyebrows and then extending her tongue to lick the small amount of blood on her lips.

The next moment, she suddenly sat up, taking Aiden's finger into her mouth and eagerly sucking on it.

Aiden was startled and instinctively tried to pull his finger away.

But Fei grabbed his wrist without letting go, her mouth still half-mumbling, "Ambrosia! There's the taste of ambrosia here!"

Aiden decided to pull out his firearm from his waist, pressing it against Fei forehead. "There's No ambrosia here, but I can give you a taste of lead if you want!"

Fei was shocked and opened her eyes, locking gazes with Aiden.

After blinking a couple of times, she suddenly forced a smile, looking awkwardly at him. "Lord Aiden, what are you doing? Why are you pointing a gun at me? I'm scared..."

"keep pretending!" Aiden hit her head with the gun handle.

"Ow, that hurts!" Fei pouted, covering the spot where she'd been hit with her hand.

"Since you're awake, answer my question! What exactly happened in the changing room?"

Aiden couldn't be bothered with small talk and went straight to the point in his interrogation.

upon hearing this, Fei immediately realized the situation. She began to tearfully recount, "Wahhh... Lord Aiden, let me tell you, those two bitches extorted me in the changing room, and they even laid their hands on me! I was so scared!"

she moved towards Aiden, As she sobbed. Aiden sternly pressed the gun against her head and pushed her back, saying, "Don't push your luck. If you try that again, I'll consider it an attack on a prison guard and take you out on the spot!"

"I get it, I get it..." Fei pouted and then settled down.