The warden who guards the witches

At this moment, Aiden felt that his consciousness became blank, all other thoughts were hidden, and only one will remained - to speak out the divine words.

The physical transformation started naturally, and he didn't even need to recall it, and his body was shaped like a conditioned reflex to the state that was transformed by the possessed demon before.

It seemed that there was a voice in the depths of his subconscious mind calling him to break free from the shackles of the mortal body and reach out to touch the authority of God!

The divine words taught by Abigail appeared in his mind, as deep as a brand.

Aiden subconsciously opened his mouth and poured out the words that contained the power beyond mortals.

Precia, who was originally confident of winning, suddenly felt this strange voice pouring into her mind, like a bell ringing continuously.

As a great witch recognized by Abigail, she recognized that this was Abigail's divine words at the first time.

Because she had adapted to it with the help of expression, this divine word did not erode her spirit. But even so, a huge shudder exploded deep in her consciousness.

She could vaguely feel that an invisible force was trying to pull her consciousness, trying to pull it out of this body that did not belong to her. Although that power had not yet grown to this point, it did exist.

The extraordinary power contained in this divine word was indeed taking effect!

This was an order, ordering all things in the world to return to a "normal" state.

"Sensory disorder" failed, "mental closure" failed, "memory seal" failed... The mental spell that Prescia cast on Aiden was completely dispelled in an instant.

After his vision recovered, Aiden turned around abruptly and fixed his sight on Prescia.

The tentacles of the shadow demon grew in an instant, tightly binding Prescia.

Just as Aiden was about to call on the guardian spirit to attack him further, Precia spoke: "I admit defeat! Surrender!"

Aiden hesitated for a moment, and finally gave up casting "Evil Spirit Roar", and instead ordered the guardian spirit to cast the sealing technique "Evil Ghost Haunting" that could disrupt the target's magic power.

He didn't dare to easily believe that Precia really gave up struggling, but he now had the capital to test it. The effect just now had proved that the divine word technique had the power to surpass Precia's spiritual spell.

"Just now, the tactics were indeed better than yours, but you still lost in luck." Aiden looked at Precia and said, "Nice to meet you, Great Witch Precia."

"You really already know..." Precia smiled self-deprecatingly, "That divine word... No, Aiden Jarod, why do you have divinity?"

"You don't need to know this, you just need to know that you have been arrested." Aiden said slowly.

"Will I be executed?" Precia sneered.

"If you are willing to take the initiative to exchange with Rebecca, let her return to normal, and confess your crimes truthfully, you will probably not die." Aiden answered calmly.

"Then I still have to go to prison and be locked up by your lackey for ten years? Twenty years? Or a lifetime?" Precia cast a resentful look, "Then I might as well die now, and exchange one for one with that damn superior judge! Let her be sealed in that weak body for the rest of her life, and die with a blank memory!!"

"You really hate the judge... I heard that you even offered a reward for me?"

Facing Precia's radical attitude, Aiden still seemed calm. He didn't know how many prisoners he had dealt with who were a hundred times more irritable than this.

Precia had a considerable degree of resistance to law enforcement agencies, but if she wanted Rebecca to recover as soon as possible, she had to convince the other party to cooperate.

Although normally, he could hand Precia over to the Inquisition for interrogation, but from his personal feeling, the Inquisition, which rarely thinks from the perspective of prisoners, and the Great Witch, who is extremely opposed to the Inquisition, are afraid that the negotiation will not produce any good results.

Since it was he, not the Inquisition, who caught Precia this time, he decided to talk to Precia directly.

From a legal point of view, Precia's "identity" has been imprisoned, and she is now a prisoner in the Rose Iron Prison.

To bring Precia's soul, who was wandering outside the prison, back to the prison, and to move Rebecca's soul, who should not be imprisoned, back to her body, is also his job as the warden to some extent.

"You heretic tribunals are nothing but running dogs of the rulers. In the final analysis, the countries that signed the Convention just wanted to firmly grasp the power under the control of the government. For this, they did not hesitate to kill all those who pursued magical knowledge, regardless of good or evil, and they also called it justice. It's really disgusting!" Prescia stared at Aiden and shouted indignantly.

"As expected of a great witch who wants to unite the witch gathering and fight against the country, the idea is really radical enough." Aiden actually laughed, "But the reason for managing black magic is not as simple as you said. Before the signing of the Convention, the number of cases caused by black magic was dozens of times that of today. Although, in my opinion, the current law is indeed a bit too much. The knowledge you witches possess has extraordinary value, and this era lacks tolerance for you."

"This speech really doesn't sound like what a law enforcer should say. Shouldn't the law be sacred and inviolable?" Prescia said in a sarcastic tone.

"Sacred and inviolable is just a slogan to call on the public to abide by the law. After all, there is no order without rules. It is precisely because we are law enforcers that we should examine the law objectively. There will always be lags in the law. No matter which era or country, there has never been a truly perfect law. I respect the rules, but I don't worship them. Rather than sticking to the rules, I prefer to try my best to fulfill my will within the framework of the rules."

"Are you still going to help me?" Prescia frowned suspiciously.

"Not to help you, I'm going to... make a deal with you." Aiden looked at Prescia's eyes seriously.

"Deal?" Prescia still looked skeptical, "You want me to believe you?"

"I think I'm a good trading partner, just treat it as your friend's introduction." Aiden smiled and pointed to the shadow demon tentacles wrapped around Prescia, "You know this, this is the shadow demon summoned by Daly for me to drive, she has been maintaining this kind of interest transaction with me."

Prescia was stunned for a moment.

"Let's talk it out in prison." Aiden raised his hand to straighten his hat, "Although I don't intend to give you any other choice."