The Warden of The Witches

Chapter 93:

Chapter 93:

Liberation

Two days later.

"Carmilla, come out!"

In the core area, Veronica opened the door to the cell.

"Huh?" Carmilla, who was taking a nap, turned over and yawned. "Hey, hey, I just had a meal after coming out of solitary confinement. What do you want now?"

"When I call you to come out, you better come out obediently. Why so much nonsense? The warden wants to see you, hurry up!" Veronica knocked on the door frame with her baton.

"Oh?" Carmilla suddenly became interested. "Did that guy really manage to do it?"

"A girl under twenty calling someone a guy? If you want to know the situation, come out quickly and don't waste time," Veronica urged.

"Alright, alright, I'm coming." Carmilla lazily got off the bed, feeling heavier and more sluggish than usual. "Sigh, I can't get motivated after eating today..."

Just as she stepped out of the door, she froze in her tracks and abruptly turned her head to look towards the depths of the corridor, like an alert wild animal.

"What's wrong?" Veronica asked.

"Hmph, that zombie is staring at us," Carmilla sneered.

Veronica also turned her head and saw Silaine standing by the door of Room 19, her eyes flickering with a mysterious glow as she stared intently in their direction.

"Don't provoke her. The warden is already handling your situation," Veronica reminded. "Let's go."

Carmilla wiped her face, trying to clear her groggy head after just waking up.

But as she took a step forward, she suddenly felt a wave of dizziness and the world spinning around her.

Veronica, who was standing next to her, waiting for her to walk ahead, immediately noticed her pause and urged, "What's wrong with you?"

But this time, Carmilla didn't answer. She felt her vision darken suddenly, and soon she couldn't make out the directions anymore.

An intense sense of vertigo hit her, and her body swayed. Unable to maintain her balance, she fell down abruptly.

"What's happening?" Veronica quickly reached out to grab her collar, then noticed her rapidly paling face and rapid breathing.

Carmilla's body quickly went limp, and Veronica could only try to lay her down flat. She immediately blew the whistle, summoning the on-duty prison guard. "The prisoner is experiencing a medical emergency! I'll stay here, you go and inform the prison doctor... and the warden! Hurry!"

The on-duty guard rushed out in a panic, and Veronica crouched down again to assess Carmilla's condition.

Carmilla clearly couldn't see anything anymore; she was just gasping for breath, like a fish thrown onto the shore.

Silaine, who had been staring intently in their direction from the fence, widened her eyes and twisted her face into a contorted smile.

At the same time, Melusine, sitting in her own cell, also heard the whistle and slowly raised the corners of her mouth.

Two days ago, in a corner of the library.

"With Carmilla's physical condition, even if you were to launch a surprise attack, you wouldn't stand a chance. Poisoning is the most likely method to succeed,"

Melusine whispered to Silaine while pretending to browse books side by side at the bookshelf.

"But... where can we obtain poison, in a place like this?" Silaine asked in a low voice.

"We have it right here." Melusine prepared in advance and handed her a book. "This is a good book, I recommend you take a look."

Silaine immediately noticed an unnatural gap in the closed book, clearly concealing something.

She quietly opened that page and saw a pill the size of a soybean sandwiched between the pages.

"Be careful, that's an extremely poisonous substance capable of killing even large-scale monsters," Melusine reminded in a hushed voice. "Even a dragon descendant with resistance to poison would surely meet death after consuming it, with no antidote available."

The eerie glow in Silaine's eyes suddenly became more apparent. The means to effectively kill her enemies were within reach.

But then, she realized the problem. "But I don't have the opportunity to administer the poison. The prison deliberately keeps us separated, whether during work or any other time..."

"Do you know where that person works?" Melusine asked.

"It's in the greenhouse area."

"I know a prisoner there who is willing to do anything for money. As long as you pay enough, she most likely has the courage to help you administer the poison. The garden area isn't as strictly supervised as the production lines. Whether it's drinking water or dinner, she should be able to find an opportunity."

"How much money? I can transfer all the remaining funds I have to you!" Silaine almost raised her voice.

Killing Carmilla was the only purpose she had left in this world, and material possessions like money had almost no use for her, given her limited time remaining.

"Don't worry, I'll do my best to help you," Meluncur replied, taking the book from Silaine's hand. "So, transfer the money, and leave the matter to me. Two days later, when Carmilla is released from the confinement room, we'll find a way to take action."

...

"No, it's not working at all. Still no heartbeat!"

Veronica shouted at the exhausted prison doctor who was squatting beside her, both trying to administer emergency measures to Carmilla.

"It's too late... There are no signs of life whatsoever," the prison doctor wiped the sweat off his forehead and shook his head despondently.

"What's going on?" Aiden finally arrived at the scene and walked briskly over, asking.

The prison doctor looked wearily at him. "It seems to be a severe reaction to poison. It's already..."

"No chance of saving her?" Aiden widened his eyes. "It's only been a few minutes, right?"

"The toxicity is extremely potent; this is definitely not an ordinary poison," said the prison doctor with a grave expression.

At that moment, a burst of maniacal laughter suddenly echoed from deep within the corridor, startling them. Silaine who was gripping the railing, laughing wildly and banging her head against it. "She's dead, finally dead!!"

As a revenant, Silaine could sense the presence of her archenemy's soul. She could now clearly feel Carmila's life slipping away, her heartbeat long ceased, and the aura of death gradually permeating around her.

Aiden immediately walked briskly to the door of Room 19 and sternly interrogated Silaine, "Prisoner 3271, what have you done!?"

But Silaine paid no attention to him, continuing to laugh uncontrollably. However, in the midst of her laughter, she suddenly burst into tears.

"my child......, I finally... finally avenged you!!" She covered her face and sobbed, choking on her words.

Then, a faint blue flame emerged from her eyes, and a misty spirit-like entity swiftly poured out from her eyes and mouth.

Her body began to disintegrate, collapsing like a sandcastle destroyed by the waves. In an instant, it turned into a pile of dust on the ground, with her prison uniform and shackles buried within the dust.

The liberated spirit dispersed rapidly and disappeared without a trace. Faintly, Aiden heard a lingering sigh.

In the moment of achieving her revenge, Silaine's soul finally freed.

Aiden silently stared at the remains left by Silaine for a while, then immediately walked briskly to another cell.

"Oh, do you need something, Warden?" Melusine, sitting inside the cell, stood at the door, smiling calmly. "You're not suspecting that I'm involved in this, are you?"

Aiden gave her a cold glance, then took out the key and unlocked the cell. He pointed with his thumb in the direction Carmilla was lying, saying, "The show is over, so what are you still acting for? Hurry up and save her."