The warden who guards the witches.

Late at night, Silver City, Rosebud Iron Prison. 　　A hundred metres beyond the prison in a small forest, a slender pale hand suddenly broke through the rocky soil and reached out from the ground. 　　"Dug through! Hahaha finally dug through, old lady escaped!" The pale woman dug through the hole in the ground and desperately drilled out of the earth, not caring that the prison uniform on her body was covered in dirt, "Aiden, you're a retard and you still want to lock me up? This is my escape route, you still can't beat me, Ophelia, when it comes to fighting with your wits!" 　　Blood Prince Ophelia, one of the top criminals that the Rose Iron Prison focuses on, secretly dug for two whole years under the condition of being sealed power, and finally today was able to see the sky ...... oh no, see the sky and moon again! 　　Ahhh, this is the full moon outside the prison, this is the free air outside the prison ...... 　　Freed from the sealing boundary of the Rosebud Iron Prison, the power belonging to the Night's Favourites once again filled her entire body. 　　 　　"Making such a big noise when you haven't even fled far yet, afraid that I won't be able to find you?" A lazy male voice coldly came from behind her, "You guys who engage in prison escapes are really not as good as one session." 　　Ophelia was so frightened that she turned around in a panic. 　　There was a click, and the blazing white flash pierced Ophelia's eyes. 　　She subconsciously closed her eyes for a moment, and when she reopened them, she saw a uniformed youth half-kneeling on the ground under the moonlight, a camera in his hand pointed at her. 　　"You came out really slowly, waited for you for a long time." The youth greeted her with a calm face. 　　"You! You you you you ...... Aiden!?" Ophelia screamed in horror. 　　"Call me Warden, it's been two years since you were transferred here from the Heresy Judgement Bureau and you still can't remember the rules?" The youth got up nonchalantly and patted the dust on his trousers. 　　"Why are you bastard here!?" 　　"Of course I'm here to arrest you back, that's my job. Ophelia, you still have ninety-eight years left in your sentence." Aiden returned with a face of rightfulness. 　　"Why ...... how did you find out that I escaped?" Ophelia stared incredulously. 　　Aiden smiled, "Well, actually, as early as two years ago, when you first started secretly digging this tunnel under the toilet in your room, we already knew about your escape plan, and have been monitoring your digging progress." 　　"That's impossible!!!" 　　"Please use your brain, you're a vampire, you don't even need to go to the toilet, yet you still stay in the toilet cubicle for more than two hours every day, aren't you stealing and digging tunnels are you eating late night snacks in there? How could we not suspect you?" Aiden shrugged, "Every day when you went out to throw the rubble you dug up while the wind was letting up, we'd come into your room to see where your tunnels were dug." 　　"Then why did you put off coming to get me until now?" Learning the truth that her efforts for two whole years were all in vain, Ophelia felt a little broken. 　　"Firstly, of course, it's to make you remember. Second, it's just for fun." A diabolical smile appeared on Aiden's face, shaking the camera in his hand towards Ophelia, "Look at it, the way the Prince of the Blood Race digs a hole in the ground like a groundhog and then gets covered in dirt, it's really a great sight!" 　　"Bastard, I'm going to kill you!" Ophelia was provoked to shame and annoyance, and majestic killing intent burst out from her scarlet eyes. 　　"Oh? The jailbreak plan has been defeated, do you still want to force a breakthrough?" Aiden narrowed his eyes slightly, "Don't you forget who caught you?" 　　In an instant, the fear rooted deep in Ophelia's memory was awakened. To think that in the beginning, it was this man who single-handedly captured her and threw her into this harsh and horrible Rosebud Iron Prison. 　　While she was being shaken, a large calibre pistol was silently pressed against Ophelia's head from behind. 　　Only then did Ophelia realise that there was someone standing behind her, and she turned her head slightly to see the petite girl standing behind her, her slender left hand gripping the deadly firearm that was completely out of proportion to herself with a steady grip, and the other hand holding a scimitar, her eyes so still that they looked like pools of stagnant water, reflecting no colour of emotion. 　　"You're not ...... Ivantha?" 　　Ophelia was taken aback, she recognised this girl - "Evantha of Filthy Blood", prisoner number 3201, a top criminal with a red danger mark just like her, and once the number one ranked genius assassin in the Underworld, who was arrested and imprisoned for murder. 　　"What are you doing here? Why are you helping this man?" Ophelia felt a little confused. 　　"......" 　　Evantha didn't say anything, and as a result, it was Aiden who answered for her, "I picked some capable people among the criminals and got them a certain degree of amnesty, and as a price, they give me a hand and help me maintain order in this prison." 　　More figures showed themselves in the woods, and Ophelia looked around, suddenly feeling a chill run down her spine - the 　　Daley the Sorceress, Arsenal the Necromancer, a total of three female inmates including Ivantha, all of them were dangerous criminals of the red alert level who had a reputation in the Rosebud Iron Prison. 　　"Damn it, why are you all working as lackeys for this man? Are you all willing to stay in this prison for the rest of your lives?" Ophelia shouted, "If you guys still have any self-respect as strong men, join forces with me to kill this man and regain your freedom together!" 　　However, no one responded to her, and in the end it was Aiden who opened his mouth, "Don't waste your breath, each of them voluntarily signed a demonic contract with me, and in the event that someone tries to break out of the prison, I can execute her on the spot with the snap of my fingers. On the contrary, I can also guarantee their treatment in prison if they help me." 　　Ophelia was dumbfounded. 　　"So, what's your choice vampire, do you go back to your cell ...... obediently," Aiden asked, staring at Ophelia, "or are you prepared to fight us?" 　　"I, I ...... "Ophelia instantly panicked. 　　To break out from three female prisoners whose strength was not inferior to her own, and at the same time deal with the man in front of her who had once beaten her heyday self to a pulp, the possibility of success was slim. 　　However, succumbing to this man's lustful authority was tantamount to throwing one's dignity as a Blood Prince into the gutter. Giving up the freedom that was so close at hand and becoming a prisoner in a human prison, how could she swallow this breath? 　　Freedom or death! Damn humans, don't underestimate the backbone of a blood prince! 　　After a struggle in her heart, she lifted her face to look directly into Aiden's eyes, chi in her dantian, force gathered on the tip of her tongue, ready to say words that were loud and clear- 　　"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 throw you under the sun for a day." Aiden suddenly added. 　　"I'm just coming out to enjoy the moon and go back, why are you threatening me so much!" Ophelia instantly changed her face and replaced it with a pitiful look. 　　Forced to break through really is still too reluctant, or first goat wave and then think long term, to stay in the green mountain is not afraid of no wood to burn, this is only for long-term strategic considerations never because she is afraid of ...... 　　Aiden stared at her for a while, finally rolled his eyes and let out a long breath, raised his finger and pointed to the hole in the ground she dug out, "Go in by yourself, don't waste time." 　　"Oh ......" Ophelia shrunk her neck and slowly moved to the hole, reluctantly starting to drill inside. 　　"Move faster, if you don't get in there I'm going to pour holy water into it!" Aiden urged with a frown, while making a gesture to Evantha. 　　Avantha nodded knowingly, raised her foot and kicked Ophelia in the back of the arse, directly kicking her into the hole in the ground. 　　When Ophelia disappeared into the hole, Aiden twisted his head and instructed Daley, who was at the side, "Fill in this tunnel and put a seal on it." 　　"As you wish, Warden." The sultry witch wearing a wide-brimmed wizard's hat bowed gracefully, then waved her wand and began casting spells. 　　"Warden, this is the last prisoner to escape today." The knowing-faced necromancer pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose and calmly reported to Aiden. 　　"Very well, then one last tour of the cells and call it a day." 　　Aiden methodically picked up the military cap that matched his uniform and put it on his head, leading the female prisoners in the direction of the prison.