The warden who guards the witches

In the afternoon, everyone found a place to rest for the last time before setting off. Kikimora entered the tree house, Lamia simply climbed to the top of the tree, and Tony sat under the tree. Only Aiden sat by the campfire, staring at it calmly.

The goddess of vengeance appeared beside Aiden and sat side by side with him, hugging her legs.

"This is a good atmosphere. After surviving the disaster, the hero and heroine snuggled together and sat by the campfire. If it were any other story, it would be a warm ending now." The goddess of vengeance laughed and teased.

"The heroine's appearance is too bad to have such an evil smile." Aiden said, turning the firewood, "If you have something to say, say it. You have been very quiet until dinner."

"I just want to find an opportunity to have a good chat with you alone."

"What do you want to ask?"

"When you were seriously injured by the double blades of vengeance and were about to die, did you notice anything unusual?" asked the goddess of vengeance.

Sure enough... Aiden thought.

When Lamia injected drugs and he recovered from the near-death state, the goddess of vengeance looked like she had something to ask.

Now Aiden was sure that the strange memories he saw when he was near death were not hallucinations. The goddess of vengeance obviously felt something, but she probably didn't see those memories.

"What did you feel?" Aiden asked in return.

"Do you want me to say it first?"

"Of course."

"Okay. At that time, I sensed the breath of the enemy on you." The goddess of vengeance replied.

"Don't you always dislike the breath left by the goddess of conspiracy on me?" Aiden asked.

"It's different. At that moment, I felt that the breath on you became much stronger, to the extent that I would want to kill you on the spot under normal circumstances." The goddess of vengeance said, "I don't think it was a near-death hallucination. It's your turn. What did you feel?"

"The revolving lantern, I saw the memory fragments of my life." Aiden replied.

"That's it?"

"Some fragments are very unfamiliar, and I have no impression of them at all." Aiden continued, "I can't remember them now."

Thinking back now, those memory fragments suddenly became extremely vague, just like a person forgetting the dream after waking up, leaving only the impression that they had existed clearly at a certain moment.

There was only one scene that he remembered a little. In that scene, he saw Aiden Garrod's face, but not in the mirror.

This memory obviously did not belong to him, nor to the former Aiden.

"It seems that your memory has been tampered with by the goddess of conspiracy." The goddess of vengeance almost immediately concluded.

"Non-existent memories are either implanted and hidden, or forgotten and suddenly remembered. This kind of thing is easy for the ruler of "wisdom". It is precisely because of her manipulation that I suddenly sensed the breath of the enemy." The goddess of vengeance said.

"Implanted memory?" Aiden frowned.

That memory was not originally his memory, so there should be no problem of forgetting.

So did the goddess of conspiracy implant this memory in his brain and block it? Why?

"Then why did you suddenly remember it?" Aiden asked suspiciously.

"She should have set up some opportunity for you to remember it."

"Near death?" Aiden was stunned.

"It should be death. I'm afraid those memories will be revived when you die. The closer you are to death, the clearer those memories will be. This is my guess." The goddess of vengeance replied, "If you want to verify it, it's actually very simple. Let me conduct a deep exploration of your mind."

"No thanks." Aiden chose to refuse without hesitation.

The premise of being explored in the depths of the mind is that one's mind has removed all defenses. In this case, the party who actively explores can not only peek into the other party's memory, but also hypnotize or suggest the other party.

Even if the goddess of vengeance can't do anything bad to him now, she may take the opportunity to see some confidential information.

"Is there any way to unlock these memories?" Aiden discussed with the other party.

"Die once." The goddess of vengeance replied, "Use the top necromancy to become a lich, it should be possible, and there is no shortage of such talents in your prison."

"I still prefer to have a fresh body..." Aiden refused.

In fact, it is not impossible for him to really die once. If Abigail's resurrection technique is really reliable, he should be able to cross death once.

But without a fatal crisis, he really doesn't want to challenge it easily. And it is not clear whether this blocked memory is worth his doing so. He is not even sure whether this memory is a trap.

"Forget it, let's go back to the prison and talk about it." Aiden finally shook his head.

There is no need to keep thinking about things that can't get an answer.

"Will the prison be turned upside down during your absence?" The goddess of vengeance smiled.

"No, I believe Veronica can handle most of the work." Aiden added a handful of wood to the bonfire.

...

Three days ago, in the Silver City of the Autonomous Prefecture, at the gate of the Rose Iron Prison, Veronica was worried about the problem in front of her.

After Aiden left for "vacation", she successfully completed almost all the tasks entrusted to her. During the days when the warden was away, the prison was still running smoothly.

But there are always emergencies, and they are extremely difficult for her.

"Well, the warden hasn't come back yet." She said hesitantly to the visiting guest, "You should... please go back first, standing here will affect our work."

"Did he really not say when he would come back?" Just like yesterday, the visiting female guest held an exaggerated bouquet of flowers and covered her face.

"Yes... He applied for a full ten-day long vacation, and it's uncertain when he will come back." Veronica answered a little unconfidently.

"Is that so? Then I'll come again tomorrow." The other party put down the bouquet, revealing that beautiful face.

It's simply a work of art, Veronica thought.

Even if it was the second time she saw it, even as a woman, Veronica couldn't help but feel trembling for this face.

"What should I do? Flowers can't be kept for too long. If you don't mind, you can accept it, Miss Officer." The other party handed over the bouquet with a smile on her face.

"Thank you, thank you?" Faced with such a smile, Veronica didn't know how to refuse for a moment.

"If Mr. Garrod comes back tomorrow morning, please help me give this gift to him." The woman took out a small gift box.

"Okay..." Veronica said subconsciously and wanted to punch herself.

Why did you agree to it! ?

"Ah, wait a minute." The woman suddenly took back the gift box she handed over, brought it to her lips and kissed it, leaving a clear red lip print on it.

Veronica froze in place.

She felt bad all over.

"It's okay now." She smiled and handed the gift to Veronica again, "Hmm? Miss Officer?"

Veronica, 23 years old, once again encountered a major crisis in her life after clearing her name.