The Warden of The Witches

Chapter 1:

Chapter 1:

This is My Escape Route

Late at night, Silver City, Iron Rose Prison.

In the woods outside the prison, a slender pale hand bursts through the rocky soil from below.

"I've dug through! Hahaha, I finally dug through! I've escaped!"

The pale-faced woman digs open the hole and desperately crawls out of the dirt, completely disregarding the mud covering her prison uniform.

"Aiden, you idiot, you thought you could keep me locked up? This is my escape route, and in terms of wit, you can never surpass me, Ophelia!"

The vampire princess Ophelia, is one of the top-priority criminals closely monitored by the Iron Rose Prison.

Despite her power being sealed, she secretly dug for a whole two years, and finally today, she sees the light of day... no, the light of the moon!

Ah, this is the full moon outside the prison, this is the air of freedom beyond the prison walls...

After Free from the seal of the Iron Rose Prison barrier, the power belonging to the Night Kin once again fills her entire body.

Ophelia stands beneath the night sky, takes a deep breath, joyfully spreads her arms and raises her head letting out a triumphant cry to the round moon in the sky: "Wryyyyyyyyy!!"

"You haven't even gotten far in your escape and you're making such a fuss. Are you afraid I won't find you?"

A lazy male voice suddenly comes from behind her.

"You jailbreakers seem to be getting worse every time."

Ophelia is startled, her whole body shivering, and she quickly turns around.

With a sharp click, a brilliant white light dazzles Ophelia eyes.

She instinctively closed her eyes, and when she reopened them, she saw a young man in uniform half-kneeling on the ground, holding a camera aimed at her.

"You're quite slow. I've been waiting for you for a while." The young man greeted her calmly.

"You! You you you you... Aiden!?" Ophelia screamed in horror.

"Call me Warden. It's been two years since i've transferred from the Inquisition bureau, and you still don't remember the rules?"

The young man stood up unhurriedly, and dusting off his pants.

"Why on earth are you here!?"

"Of course, I came here specifically to take you back. It's my job, after all. Ophelia, you still have ninety-eight years left on your sentence," Aiden replied matter-of-factly.

"Why... how did you find out I escaped?" Ophelia stared at him in disbelief.

Aiden smiled, "Well, actually, two years ago, when you first started secretly digging this tunnel under your restroom, we already knew about your escape plan. And have been monitoring your progress."

"That's impossible!"

"Please use your brain a little. You're a vampire, you don't need to use the restroom at all, yet you spend over two hours in the restroom stall every day. Were you digging a tunnel or having a midnight snack in there? How could we not suspect you?"

Aiden shrugged

"Every day when you go out for some fresh air and throw away the rocks you dug up, we would go to your room to check how far your tunnel had progressed."

"Then why did you wait until now to come and arrest me?" Learning that her two years of effort were all in vain, Ophelia felt a bit overwhelmed.

"First, to teach you a lesson, of course. Second, for a bit of fun." A sinister smile crept onto Aiden face as he waved the camera in his hand towards Ophelia.

"Look, the Proud Blood Princess digging holes underground like a groundhog, covered in dirt. It's truly a sight to behold!"

"You bastard, I'm going to kill you!" Ophelia was infuriated and embarrassed, and a vast wave of killing intent erupted from her crimson eyes.

"Oh? Your escape plan has already been exposed, and you still want to try and break through by force?" Aiden narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Don't forget who caught you in the first place."

In an instant, the fear that deeply rooted in Ophelia memory was awakened. Back then, it was this man who single-handedly captured her and threw her into this heavily fortified and terrifying Iron Rose Prison.

Just as she wavered, a large-caliber gun was silently pressed against the back of Ophelia head.

only then she realized there was someone behind her. She slightly turned her head and saw a petite girl standing behind her.

In her slender left hand, she held a deadly weapon that seemed entirely mismatched with her size, and in the other hand, she held a curved blade. Her eyes were calm, like a stagnant water, devoid of any emotion.

"You're... Evangeline?"

Ophelia was taken aback. She recognized this girl — "Tainted Blood Evangeline," prisoner number 3201, a top-level criminal marked with a dangerous red rating, She was once the world's top-ranked prodigy assassin, now imprisoned for murder.

"What are you doing here? Why are you helping this man?" Ophelia felt a bit confused.

"..."

Evangeline didn't speak.

But, Aiden answered for her, "I selected some capable individuals among the prisoners, negotiated a certain degree of amnesty for them. In return, they assist me, helping maintain order in this prison."

More figures emerged from the woods. Ophelia surveyed her surroundings and suddenly felt a chill down her spine.

The Witch Daley, necromancer Arsena, and including Evangeline, a total of three female prisoners, they are all prominent and dangerous red-alert level criminals in the Iron Rose Prison.

"Damn it, why are you all acting as lapdogs for this man? Are you really content to spend your entire lives in this prison?"

Ophelia shouted,

"If you have even a shred of pride as the strong, join me in killing this man and reclaim our freedom together!"

However, no one responded to her. In the end, it was Aiden who spoke,

"Don't waste your breath. Each of them willingly signed a demon pact with me.

If anyone tries to escape, I can execute them on the spot with a flick of my finger.

On the other hand, if they assist me, I can ensure their treatment in the prison."

Ophelia was dumbfounded.

"So, vampire, what's your choice... to obediently return to your cell, or are you prepared to face us?" Aiden stared at Ophelia.

"I, I..." Ophelia suddenly panicked.

The likelihood of breaking free from the three women whose strength matched her own, while also dealing with the man who once defeated her at the peak of her strength, was extremely slim.

However, yielding to the tyranny of this man was akin to throwing her dignity as a Blood Princess into the gutter.

Giving up the freedom right in front of her, bowing down as a prisoner of humans, how could she swallow this bitterness?

Freedom or death! Damn humans, don't underestimate the determination of the Blood Princess!!

After a struggle within her heart, she raised her face to meet Aiden gaze, gathered her energy, and prepared to speak with conviction—

"If you dare to make a move, after I catch you this time, I'll tie you to a cross, stuff your mouth with garlic, and leave you out in the sun for a day." Aiden suddenly added.

"I just came out to enjoy the moon and I'm going back, why threaten me like this!" Ophelia expression instantly changed, adopting a pitiful and helpless look.

Forcing a breakthrough was indeed too much of a stretch. It was better to back down for now and strategize for the long term.

Keeping the hills green is more important than burning the firewood, this was purely for strategic considerations and definitely not because she was scared...

Aiden stared at her for a while, then rolled his eyes and let out a sigh.

He raised his hand and pointed to the hole she had dug, "Get in by yourself, don't waste any more time."

"Oh..." Ophelia shrank back a little, slowly moving towards the hole, reluctantly starting to crawl inside.

"Hurry up, if you don't get in soon, I'll pour holy water in there!" Aiden urged, frowning, while also making a gesture towards Evangeline.

Evangeline nodded in understanding, raised her foot, and gave Ophelia a kick right in the butt, sending her straight into the hole.

As Ophelia disappeared into the hole, Aiden turned to Dalia beside him and instructed, "Fill in this tunnel and seal it."

"Yes, Warden."

The enchanting witch with a wide-brimmed hat elegantly saluted, then waved her wand to start casting the spell.

"Warden, this is the last prisoner attempting to escape today." The composed necromancer pushed up her glasses on her nose and calmly reported to Aiden.

"Very well, let's do one final inspection of the cells and then call it a day."

Aiden methodically picked up his military-style hat, matching his uniform, and led the female prisoners towards the direction of the prison.