The warden who guards the witches

That afternoon, at the reception desk.

"The warden replied that he will be back tomorrow. If you want to see him, you should come tomorrow." Veronica said expressionlessly to the huge bouquet in front of her, and then added, "Of course, it's best to be off work."

"Is that so? Thank you for telling me." The flower lady showed her face from behind the bouquet. Although she had seen it several times, Veronica still subconsciously held her breath. "He will be back tomorrow. That's great. It's worth it for me to come here every day."

The other person's eyes were full of smiles, and Veronica judged that it was a sincere smile.

This girl was really happy to see the superior. To be honest, she didn't know the exact return date, but she insisted on coming every day, which was enough to show her persistence and patience.

"Then today's bouquet is also for you. I will order a better one tomorrow." The other party handed over the bouquet.

"I will decorate them well at the door." Veronica kept her face tight, not letting her expression change.

The bouquets sent by the flower lady are getting more and more exaggerated. This time, the flowers sent can only be put in a bucket and placed at the door for decoration.

"Ah, I also brought a gift..." The flower lady took out another gift box.

"You can give it to him in person tomorrow." Veronica tried to keep her tone calm.

"Thank you, Miss Officer, you are such a good person." The other party smiled politely, with a smile that was so beautiful that it was difficult for people to feel disgusted. You can feel jealous of it, but you can't deny this beauty from the bottom of your heart.

Veronica held the bouquet and watched the other party turn around and leave, feeling a little hairy.

You are such a good person - this sounds really weird.

A few minutes later, Veronica, who was sitting in the locker room, hugged her head in great annoyance.

"What a fool! Idiot! It's completely hopeless! Why did you tell her?" She kept scolding herself in her heart.

It's obvious that she should have become a superior and sent her away... Although she tried her best to avoid it, Veronica still felt a little regretful in her heart.

She reached out and touched the inside pocket of her shirt, where there was a small bottle.

This potion was given to her by Aiden. With just a sip of this magic potion, her transformation ability of beast disease can be turned to another direction, temporarily transforming her throat and tongue, allowing her to speak a language that does not exist in this world.

When she received the letter from Aiden, she had the idea of ​​turning into Aiden and sending away the flower lady before Aiden came back.

But this idea only popped up for a moment, and she fell into a struggle.

In her heart, voices of opposition followed one after another.

She was not a special person to the superior, so what legitimate reason did she have to reject a woman's kindness on his behalf?

This bottle of medicine was left to her by the superior because he trusted her. How could she make a decision for the other party for her own selfish desires?

The other party was obviously her lifesaver, so doing this... wouldn't it be repaying kindness with enmity?

In the end, she still did not put the original idea into action, and received the flower lady normally as before.

But now thinking back... Even if that was the case, there was no need to tell her in advance that the boss was back, wouldn't that give her a chance to prepare?

But...

Based on that person's conditions, even if she didn't make any special preparations, her destructive power against men could be said to be invincible.

A perfect face, a top figure, an elegant voice, and judging from the expensive bouquets she gave every day, she should have a high income or property that she could independently control.

Is there really a man in the world who can refuse such a perfect woman?

Thinking of this, she sighed again.

Isn't this a sure loss?

"There is still a chance. To capture a man's heart, you must first tie his body!" The voice of a succubus sounded in her mind, "A serious person like Lord Aiden will definitely take responsibility."

The commander will actually be back tonight. Although he didn't say when he would arrive, as long as he finds a suitable time and brings a bottle of wine to visit his home or waits at his home, there is a high probability that he will run into him. Then he can go to his home and have a drink. Then, in a good atmosphere...

Thinking of this, Veronica couldn't help but knock her head.

She was really poisoned by the succubus. The evil thoughts in her heart actually began to appear in her voice!

Calm down and think carefully. She was completely thrown off balance by the invincible face of the flower lady.

It's just a face, but the commander can use the divine power of changing appearance freely, and can even teach her.

In fact, if the superior needs her, she can always change into someone else's appearance, not to mention the appearance, the clothes, and the role-playing.

Thinking of this, she knocked her head again: What a mess of ideas! !

However, a sudden thought did remain in her heart.

Should I... try to change into the appearance of the flower lady?

At the same time, on the other side of the changing wardrobe, another female prison guard from the ordinary area who was about to get off work sat in the corner motionless, not daring to breathe.

She only heard the colleague opposite her sighing and groaning after coming in, and hit her twice for no reason.

Her intuition told her that she must not let the other party find out that there was another person here, otherwise...she might be silenced.

……

That day, Veronica did not work the night shift, but returned home after the day shift.

After locking the door, she immediately took out the potion.

Do you really want to try it? She hesitated for a moment.

However, after a brief thought, she opened the bottle and took a sip.

The beautiful and somewhat unreal face of the Flower Lady was deeply imprinted in her mind, like a curse. She felt that if she did not try it once, it would be difficult for her to get out of the psychological depression caused by the comparison with the other party.

She waited for a while, and soon the drug took effect. A burning sensation surged up her throat with a stinging pain.

She came to the floor-length mirror for changing clothes and stared at herself in the mirror, who had seen her several times.

Sure enough, she was completely incomparable to the Flower Lady... It’s better to say that among the people she had seen, no one could be compared with that person.

She said the divine words, and at the same time recalled the appearance of the Flower Lady in her mind.

She had just seen it once not long ago, and the impression was still very fresh. She had also tried this divine word several times, so it shouldn’t be wrong.

The divine words immediately took effect. She saw her image in the mirror blur for a moment, and then...

returned to its original state.

It was as if nothing had happened.

"Huh?" Veronica was stunned as she looked at herself in the mirror.