The warden who guards the witches

"That guy's tail hasn't even been exposed yet, but you've already been in a mess." The goddess of vengeance rang in Aiden's mind with a sarcastic voice, "You're going to be taken advantage of in this game."

"If you don't have any constructive suggestions, just be quiet for a while. I'm very busy now." Aiden didn't have time to pay attention to her.

"I'm talking to you for a reason, kid." The goddess of vengeance said, "Listen to me, don't think about using your power to save people!"

"What?" Aiden was very surprised.

"You want to use your power to cure the infected, right? Don't be silly, your power is not unlimited." The goddess of vengeance said in an educational tone, "Didn't you say that the guy might be in prison? This is probably a trap. After you consume your power, he may take action. And your power is time-limited, but his plague can continue to spread, unless you..."

"Use the "Wordless Code." Aiden understood what the goddess of vengeance meant.

Among those Blood Moon Cult members who sacrificed their memories and were sent to prison, there may be agents of the God of Death, or people who were given the power of death, or the dead controlled by Mr. Bloody Clothes. She is connected to the gate to the underworld, and Mr. Bloody Clothes is hiding in the underworld and can come out at any time.

Aiden tried to get the prisoners in the prison to help him find the prisoner, but he didn't get anything. After all, if the prisoner had sacrificed her memory, she would not be able to show any flaws, because even she herself might not know that she had the power to open the gate to the underworld, and it would be impossible to detect the result by using the "law" power lie detector.

And there are too many people suspected of being members of the Blood Moon Cult, and a considerable number of prisoners are brought in to this prison every day.

That's why Aiden attached the goddess of vengeance to himself and wrote those rules in the "Wordless Code" to prevent Mr. Bloody Clothes' sneak attacks.

As a result, Mr. Bloody Clothes used the power of the God of Death to bring a great plague to his prison.

The speed of onset of infectious diseases varies from person to person. I am afraid that in the next few hours, there will be new deaths and new critically ill patients. The plague will break out in waves among patients. The source of the infectious disease is probably the believers of the Blood Moon Cult. They are infected with the plague brought down by the God of Death, but they are exempted by the "immortality" power of the God of Death, turning into a walking disaster that will not be killed by the plague and can spread the plague everywhere.

Aiden's power has a time limit and a cooling time. Even if Aiden gathers all the prisoners in the prison for purification, during the cooling time of Aiden's power, Mr. Blood Clothes can plan the next round of plague spread, or take the opportunity to execute his revenge plan. If the power is in cooling, Aiden is equivalent to abolishing his martial arts, which will become very disadvantageous.

Aiden can also modify a rule in the "Code" to make the rules of the "Code" eliminate the impact of the plague and continue to take effect. But I am afraid that it will play into Mr. Blood Clothes's hands. Modifying any rule will allow Mr. Blood Clothes to find loopholes again.

"Do you understand? For you personally, the safest thing to do is to do nothing." The goddess of vengeance continued, "Anyway, this plague is ineffective against you."

"Then let my subordinates and the prisoners in this prison die?" Aiden frowned subconsciously.

As the warden, he couldn't just watch the large-scale deaths of people in the prison.

"Does it matter, kid? It's not you who died. They were just your resources. When this prison can't provide you with convenience, just abandon it." The goddess of vengeance didn't understand Aiden's approach, "That guy stepped on the corpses of believers to get to the top, but you want to make your resources a burden to yourself?"

"I am the warden of this prison." Aiden insisted.

"To become a ruler, why do you care about the identity of a mortal?" The goddess of vengeance asked.

"Don't forget the phoenix. If I don't agree with this identity, you and I will not stand on the same front." Aiden replied.

"..." The goddess of vengeance suddenly fell silent.

"You only recognize your identity as the ruler of 'hatred' and abandon your past as a mortal." Aiden continued, "I am the opposite. At least now, I am relatively satisfied with this mortal identity. We are opposite people, but we both have our own ideas about our existence. This is our common point."

After a moment of silence, the goddess of vengeance replied: "Okay, kid, wipe your own ass."

"You don't need to remind me of this."

"But if the other party attacks, how are you going to deal with it?" The goddess of vengeance asked, "You don't have no plan at all."

"Yes, I'm going to call for help." Aiden replied simply, took out the certificate of the great witch, and began to call Abigail.

"What's the matter, Mr. Warden?" Abigail's calm voice came from the certificate.

"Mr. Bloody has caused a plague in my prison. The plague is blessed by the power of the god of death, and it is even worse than the one in the old Reise Kingdom." Aiden explained simply, "Next, I will use my own power to deal with it. Mr. Bloody may take advantage of the situation and sneak in. I need your help, as you promised."

"This is my area of ​​expertise...Okay, one hour." Abigail agreed straightforwardly.

"By the way, how are you going to get here?" Aiden was somewhat curious.

From the Demon Feast Forest to the Silver City, conventional means would never be able to get there in such a short time.

"Secret." Abigail replied, "You should take care of your own affairs first."

…

A few minutes later, the Sabbat Forest.

Abigail stood on the top of a towering cedar tree, looking out at the misty forest sea and looking far away to the mountains in the distance. Go through the tunnel of the mine, then take a train through a town, and you can get to Silver City, which takes more than half a day in total.

But Abigail was prepared to take a "shortcut."

"It's been a while since I've moved my muscles," she thought to herself, then recited the divine words.

The power of "lord"!

The power began to directly transform her biological form, allowing her body to grow feathers and transforming her lower body into the form of a bird. His hands quickly stretched out and turned into wings with exaggerated wingspan.

The harpy, a humanoid monster that has long been extinct in ancient books, was confirmed by Abigail to be a product of the power of "life".

"I hope no one will see it...but it doesn't matter if they do." Abigail thought to herself, "Anyway, if there is any problem, the warden will take care of it himself."

Of course, the premise is that the guy can survive to the end.