The warden who guards the witches

"Then you go to work and work hard. I'll take the first step." After greeting his subordinates, Aiden was ready to go to the appointment. "Pay attention to safety when entering and leaving the prison. It's really not peaceful here recently."

"Sir, don't worry, I'll be fine." Veronica responded subconsciously.

This confidence comes from her years of habit. After all, as a pure-blood werewolf, she has the ability to bring down Class A wanted criminals head-on.

But Aiden, who was about to turn around, reminded her with a serious face: "Don't take your own safety seriously. If you do this, I will be very worried."

This is what I mean. Although Veronica has a hand-to-hand combat ability comparable to that of a Warcraft, the enemy hiding in the dark this time is the agent of the God of Death who can kill any creature with just a touch.

Werewolves' bodies are very strong. For ordinary people, fatal trauma and blood loss may not necessarily kill them. Their tolerance to poisons is also far beyond ordinary people, and their resistance to curses is ridiculously high - but this does not mean that they Will not die.

The power of "taking life" itself is a concept of death. Once activated, the effective death method for the target will appear on the target. Whether it is a werewolf or a vampire, as long as an individual has the concept of death, it will be difficult to escape death.

But Veronica naturally couldn't imagine such a profound meaning. She was startled after hearing this: "Are you worried about me?"

Ever since she was born, few people have worried about her personal safety, including herself. Even when she was a mounted police officer, she single-handedly faced hordes of horse thieves and gangsters, or captured Class A wanted criminals - because she was A powerful pure-blood werewolf, this has become a consensus that she herself recognizes.

At this moment, the man in front of her was clearly worried about her safety, which made Veronica feel a little at a loss for what to do.

It may be a bit of a subtle nosy for others to worry about her, but in her mind, the boss in front of her has always been a stronger person than her - after all, she is the one who single-handedly captured a prince-level vampire. No, at least there is nothing unnatural about this concern coming from Aiden’s mouth.

"Didn't you hear what was asked from the vampire's mouth yesterday? The person who instigated her can kill people just by touching others. I'm not being alarmist. I have already investigated it. That kind of ability relies on the sacrifice of killing people. Even a werewolf can't hold on to what he gets from sacrificing to the evil god," Aiden said earnestly, "These days, you have to be extra careful when meeting strangers and try to avoid physical contact with others... Remember to tell everyone else that you understand. Already?"

"Oh..." Veronica felt a little hot on her face.

"Did you really listen?" Aiden felt that the other party's voice was a bit soft and frowned.

"Got it!" Veronica nodded quickly.

"That's good, I really have to go." Aiden felt that the time was almost up and waved his hand.

"Okay..." Although she really wanted to say one more word to the other party, considering that she was only a few minutes away from being truly late, Veronica could only watch her boss leave, then turn around and walk quickly in the direction of the prison. go.

Just when she was about to turn into the alley where the side door of the prison was, someone came to her from a distance and said, "Please wait a moment."

A woman wearing black clothes and a sunhat came forward.

"Stand there, don't move." Veronica immediately became alert. She had just said goodbye to her boss, but Aiden's warning still rang in her ears.

"Huh?" The woman seemed to be frightened by her expression and words.

"If you have anything to do, just tell me directly." Veronica asked in a businesslike tone from about ten steps away.

"Excuse me, are you a prison guard working in this prison?" the woman asked cautiously.

"Yes." Veronica looked up and down at the woman in front of her, "It's already past the prison's open visitation time. What are you doing near the prison?"

The nearby Inquisition Bureau is patrolling and checking people everywhere. There are probably no passers-by wandering around on this road today, and there are only a few people passing by here usually. But on the other hand, if it is a person with a suspicious identity, it should be difficult to appear near the prison at this time.

"Ah, actually I just came out after seeing my family and was about to take the carriage back..." The woman reached out and handed over a small wallet and wallet, "Then I picked this up under the street lamp over there. I don't know if it is Who dropped it? Can you handle it?"

"Lost property?" Veronica blinked, "Have you confirmed what's inside?"

"Just some cash..." the woman replied.

Veronica was a little relieved. It was normal to pick up property on the roadside and hand it over to the police working in a nearby unit. Moreover, the wallet was most likely dropped by other people who came to visit the prison. The side door of the prison is specially used for prison guards to enter and exit from get off work. It is not surprising that the other party saw her turning here and could tell that she was a prison guard.

Although we need to be more vigilant, if we cut off contact with people who visit the prison, it may be difficult to continue normal work.

It’s just that Veronica still hasn’t crossed the limit of letting the other person touch her. After taking out her white gloves and putting them on, she stretched out her hand and said to the person: “Okay, throw the thing over and I’ll hand it over to the lost and found for you. "

"Okay." The woman said and threw the wallet out.

Veronica habitually focused her eyes on the parabolic wallet, and did not notice an imperceptible sinister smile appearing on the corner of the woman opposite her.

A bat suddenly flew over quickly and hit the wallet squarely, causing it to fall to the ground between the two of them.

The face of the woman in black opposite her darkened, and at the same time a gray smoke floated out of the wallet, and then quickly turned into a gray bat, flapping its wings and flying towards Veronica.

Veronica reflexively wanted to reach out and grab it, but a strange "squeak" suddenly came from behind her, and several more black bats flew over her shoulders from behind. One bat collided with the gray bat that appeared in the wallet and fell to the ground together, and the remaining bats concentrated on the woman in black.

The woman in black subconsciously covered her face to defend herself, but the bats turned in front of her and only flew around her without contacting her.

"Veronica, get out of the way!" A sharp shout suddenly sounded behind her.

It was Aiden's voice. Veronica's body moved before her consciousness reacted, and she turned sideways to make room, while looking in that direction - Aiden was pointing a gun at this side.

The gunshot rang out, and the bullet was fired. The woman in black was shot in the shoulder, and immediately lost her balance as if she was pushed hard, and fell sideways to the ground.

"Sir!?" Veronica was stunned by her boss's sudden murderous behavior.