The warden who guards the witches

Abigail swooped down from the clouds, and the whole city came into her sight.

Her long-distance vision far beyond that of humans allowed her to quickly lock onto the location of the Rose Iron Prison, and then she began to swoop down, gradually closing the distance.

After breaking through the clouds, she once again exerted her power to split her body into a group of crows, which was still slightly less conspicuous than a woman whose half of her body was a bird.

The noisy crows flew over the roofs of the city, flew towards the prison, and landed in the nearby alleys and low houses, and transformed into several cats again.

Abigail let the cats transformed from various parts of her body patrol around the prison, because after flying close to the prison, she suddenly felt something unusual.

Although her body can be transformed into various forms, her consciousness is always only one, so when she transforms into multiple animals or a group of animals, she cannot let the group of animals disperse too far, either let the group of animals act together, or let the consciousness switch between different individual animals.

After switching consciousness several times, Abigail was sure of her feelings.

Just like when they played chess at Aiden's house, bats were hiding around the prison, under the dark eaves and trees on the roadside. Abigail could not sense the breath of living things from them.

They were high-level vampires, most likely the blood clan of the Blood Moon Cult's Death Sect.

They gathered around the prison, but it was impossible for them to break through the prison's magic barrier.

Abigail guessed that these people were probably just loyal believers of Mr. Bloody Clothes, and they were consumables prepared for "sacrificing" power.

Want to eliminate them?

For a moment, such an idea emerged in Abigail's mind, but she quickly rejected it.

This approach is meaningless. If it is a head-on confrontation, Abigail will easily kill them, but it is not realistic to catch them all in the current situation. As long as one is killed, the others will definitely notice and run away.

It is enough to do the commissioned work well. There is no need to work so hard for the warden.

Thinking of this, Abigail controlled the cat with a split body to gather towards the prison gate.

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At the same time, deep in the core area of ​​the Rose Iron Prison, in a closed area on the underground floor, a huge alchemy array was running. Mercury that had reacted with the anti-magic stone powder slowly flowed in the alchemy array formed by the gullies, maintaining the anti-magic barrier covering the entire core area.

The fully armed riot police sat in the duty room next to the passage, guarding the passage leading to the barrier area.

A prison guard wearing a mask came over, waved at him, and greeted him in a muffled voice.

"Who is it?" asked the guard.

"It's me." The guard pulled down the mask to show him, and put it back on immediately.

"Is it finally time to change shifts?" After confirming his identity, the guard on duty was a little happy, "I'm almost suffocating here alone."

"What shifts are you changing? The higher-ups said that everyone should stay at their posts and not move around... By the way, put on your masks quickly, or you'll be scolded if you're seen." The prison guard who came over said helplessly.

"I'm the only one here, what's there to worry about infectious diseases? Why are you here if you don't change shifts?"

"The higher-ups said to adjust the barrier to maximum power." The prison guard who came over said, "After all, it's an emergency."

"What happened? What does infectious diseases have to do with the barrier?" The guard was stunned.

"Who knows? The higher-ups are responsible for giving orders, and we are responsible for following them. The division of labor is clear." The guard who came over shrugged.

"Where's the approval letter?" The guard asked, "This needs the warden's signature."

"I didn't give it to me. The deputy warden asked me to come directly." The guard who came over scratched his head.

"This isn't good." The guard was a little embarrassed, "Go back and tell me, I don't want to be scolded."

If the warden or the warden knows about this, he will be reprimanded and held accountable.

"I don't want to be scolded either. The deputy warden said that the higher-ups are busy now, and the warden doesn't have time to issue documents to the people below." The guard who came over said.

The two men were in a stalemate for a while, and another older prison guard wearing a mask strode over: "Not yet done?"

"Deputy warden?" The guard recognized the voice.

"It's me." The deputy warden took off his mask and showed it to the guard, "Didn't you say that the strength of the barrier would be adjusted?"

"But there is no document." The guard still looked embarrassed.

"It's time to be so rigid!? There are not enough people above, and one person is used as two people. How can there be time to issue documents?" The deputy warden replied.

"Uh, but..." The guard was still hesitant.

"I'll take the responsibility, and you can prove each other." The deputy warden pointed at the two impatiently, "Hurry up and get the key!"

"Okay." The guard turned around and got the key.

Now that the prison suddenly entered an emergency closure state without warning, there was inevitably some confusion in the management below. He was also suddenly required to stay on duty at his original post and not change shifts at will. He has been on duty for a while.

"Also, you should go to the vault upstairs to be on duty. Since you are here, you can change shifts." The deputy warden said.

"Is it okay?" The guard's eyes lit up.

The underground floor is dimly lit, and can only be illuminated by gas lamps during the day. It is strangely quiet. Although there is nothing to do on duty here, it is quite depressing.

"I guess you will have some complaints if you keep watching over me. Go quickly." The deputy warden waved his hand.

"Thank you, sir!" The guard saluted happily.

"Put on your mask!" the deputy warden said loudly.

He was naturally happy to be transferred to a higher position. In fact, he didn't think there was any need to guard down there. The people who were allowed to walk around in the prison were all old guards in the prison, and they were undoubtedly his own people. The only thing to worry about was that even if the prisoners rioted here to destroy the facilities, the prisoners were basically locked in the cells now.

But when he left, a certain "trivial" thing flashed through his mind.

Just now, when they pulled down their masks to confirm their identities, it seemed that they looked very bad, without any blood color, just like... dead people.

Could it be that they have been infected? But they looked energetic... It should be that the light in the basement was too bad.

The deputy warden and the shift guard standing there watched the guard leave.

"Singing a double act with yourself..." The deputy warden had a somewhat hideous smile on his face.

"My acting skills are pretty good, right?" The prison guard who was taking over also smiled in the same way and continued, "No harm, no death, no mental control... but there is no rule against sabotage."

The deputy warden reached out and took the key, shook it, and raised his head: "Since this is your territory, please be a good host. Sorry, I took the first move in this game!"