The warden who guards the witches

Aiden turned his head and saw that the customer who came in was a female customer who looked ordinary.

They met eyes, and then, as in normal situations, strangers looked at each other unintentionally, there was only a fleeting embarrassment, and the other party quickly looked away.

"Welcome to 'Fantasy Moon', is there any jewelry you want to buy?" Melissa greeted the incoming guest in a sparse and ordinary tone, basically without any enthusiasm.

Aiden turned his eyes back and found that in the short time he had just looked at the incoming guest, Melissa had actually put away the wine bottle and cup.

"I'll take a look myself." The other party replied.

"Okay." Melissa immediately turned her attention away from the customer and let her look at the jewelry at the counter by herself.

Aiden looked at Melissa and said with his mind: "Don't you want to play the role of a clerk?"

He had begun to get used to talking to Melissa through telepathy. This way, he didn't have to speak with his mouth, which was very convenient, and there was no need to worry about being eavesdropped.

"She's not here to buy jewelry." Melissa replied lightly.

Aiden didn't think much about it at this time. Since Melissa could read the purpose, she could easily see whether the other party had the desire to buy. For those customers who really just browsed and didn't buy, she didn't need to recommend it. In this way, the clerk didn't waste his breath and the customers didn't feel the pressure of being sold.

"Why do you want to open a jewelry store?" Aiden asked.

Although they were talking, he and Melissa didn't say anything on the surface. In order to appear more natural, he also began to browse the jewelry on the counter like a customer.

"It's just a whim to kill time. The most terrible thing for a ruler is boredom." Melissa replied.

"Okay... can you answer my question just now?" Aiden brought the topic back on track.

"No, if all these are revealed, the game will be boring." Melissa once again gave almost the same answer as Melifilia, "Just like I set a test for that man, I have to set some 'tests' for you. Even if 'we' are more partial to you, there must be a limit."

It's really the same way of thinking - Aiden felt it was tricky.

"I have completed the assignment you assigned. Shouldn't you give me some reward?" He tried to bargain with the other party.

"Part of the reward is in your stomach, and part is in my stomach. You can take most of the rest back."

"Just that bottle of wine!?" Aiden was surprised.

"Don't be so surprised. How much do you think that bottle of wine is?" Melissa replied indifferently, "And you have the sole authority and fame, so you should make enough money. Look, now there are girls coming here just to see you."

Aiden was stunned by Melissa's words, and then reacted.

Just now, his attention was on Melissa, and he didn't pay much attention to other places. Once he retracted his attention, his peripheral vision clearly caught the sight from the side - the female guest who just came in seemed to be casually browsing the jewelry on the counter, but glanced over here from time to time.

Aiden was very sure that this was not a narcissistic illusion. The predecessor Aiden was also the trump card of the Inquisition, and this quality of judgment was still left to him.

And since Melissa said so, it was basically 100% certain.

Aiden turned his eyes to the female customer without hesitation and stared at her.

The other party was obviously a little caught off guard, but she maintained her calm expression, only the lines of her face were slightly tense.

This was enough for Aiden. His experience told him that the woman's reaction was very similar to those of prisoners who were caught doing something secretly or hiding contraband and were raided.

"This lady..." He tried to talk to the other party, while thinking about the process of questioning in his mind.

However, the next moment, even he himself did not expect that the woman turned her head and rushed to the door of the store - her movements were so fast that it was as if she had just robbed the jewelry in the store and was about to run away.

Aiden really didn't expect that the other party was too lazy to even disguise herself, and he didn't have time to stop her with his cane.

The female customer was quite agile. She rushed out of the door in the blink of an eye, and it seemed that she was heading towards the avenue.

Aiden immediately chased after him, but he ran into someone head-on as soon as he ran out of the door.

"Ah!!" The old man who was hit screamed, but fortunately Aiden stabilized him in time.

"I'm sorry, old man!" Aiden was about to continue chasing forward, but the female customer had already disappeared.

Aiden quickly ran out of the alley and looked around, but he couldn't find the target.

"Young man, watch your way!" A protest with a preaching tone chased after him from behind.

Aiden turned his head and saw that the old man just now was pointing at him with dissatisfaction on his face. He could only take off his hat and smile apologetically to the other party.

Even if the body is transformed, it is impossible to change the appearance in such a short time, and the old man's clothes are completely different from the woman just now.

The old man walked to the depths of the alley indignantly, and Aiden could only return to the "Phantom Moon" jewelry store with nothing.

"I lost him." Melissa smiled at Aiden, "It seems you are still young."

"Who was that person just now?" Aiden asked.

"Who knows? Thanks to you, I can only read the other party's 'purpose' of observing you, but not all of his thoughts." Melissa spread her hands with regret, "Otherwise, maybe I could immediately know which force the other party came from."

"Is her purpose just to observe?" Aiden asked.

"At least I didn't read any particularly obvious hostility." Melissa replied.

Aiden realized that he was being followed. Perhaps someone had been following him since he left the prison. After he got off the car in the morning, another carriage that hurriedly pulled over might be the one the stalker was riding.

The lack of hostility means that the other party is not here to harm him - at least today.

"Is your store exposed?" Aiden asked.

"Except for the fact that you visited me early in the morning, there is nothing else suspicious, and even if someone finds out, you don't have to worry about it."

"That's true." Aiden nodded, after all, the owner of the store is a dignified ruler.

"I think with your current level, you should be able to handle ordinary forces by yourself. Take your reward back today." Melissa obviously didn't care much about the female customer just now, and took out the bottle of wine again.

"If I had known that this was my reward, I would not have opened it." Aiden suddenly felt a little regretful, "At least it can still be sold."

"That won't work, I also want to taste it." Melissa grinned.