The warden who guards the witches

In the evening, with a whistle blowing, the prisoners in the core area of ​​the small playground were gathered and sent to the bathroom one by one by the prison guards.

The prisoners who had taken their turn stood in a row under the long horizontal water pipe, with cold water dripping down from a row of showerheads.

The female prisoners applied soap to wash themselves and immediately returned to the locker room after washing.

Bathing in the prison basically only provides cold water, and even in winter the water is only half-warm. Bathing in a place like this is just a simple process of cleaning the body, and there is no enjoyment at all.

The vampire Ophelia wiped her body with a towel meticulously. As an undead, she didn't sweat, she just didn't like getting dust on her body.

"You are the famous blood prince Ophelia, right? I never thought that one day I would be in the same prison as such a big shot." At this time, someone stood next to her, washing her hair and talking to her. She spoke.

Ophelia glanced sideways at her and recognized the other person as the alchemist who had been imprisoned by Aiden for five days.

She looked away without saying a word and ignored him.

Meiruijinu did not flinch at the hot face but the cold butt, and continued: "I heard that you spent two years digging tunnels to escape from prison. What a pity."

This time Ophelia finally responded.

"An ordinary human came over and taunted me. Does he think his life is too long?" She gave a cold warning without even looking at Mirujinnu.

Meiruijinu smiled and continued to get close to the other party: "Don't get me wrong, I'm not laughing at you. I actually admire your spirit of resistance. There are too few people like you in this prison who still retain their dignity—— Uh!"

She was interrupted before she could finish her words - Ophelia suddenly reached out and jammed her throat, grabbing her and pressing her against the wall.

"I haven't fallen to the point where I need to be pitied by a character like you. Do you think I dare not touch you?" Ophelia grabbed Meirujinu's neck tightly and stared at her from a very close distance. Mei Liujinu.

Cold water poured down from her head, and her dark ink-dyed curly hair stuck to her pale snow-like skin. The only bright color on this vampire was her blood-colored eyes, which were now shooting out undisguised cold murder. meaning.

The remaining female prisoners in the bathroom just glanced this way and left. Small conflicts of this level were commonplace in the core area. Even if the two of them did fight, it would still be a problem that the prison guards should deal with. If he was involved, it would only add to the trouble.

Meirukinu felt the unusual strength transmitted from the other person's fingers. Even though his diet was strictly controlled and his magic power was sealed, the vampire in front of him still had power beyond ordinary humans.

But she didn't panic. Seeing everyone else leaving the bathroom, she made the point succinctly: "I want to help you."

But Ophelia sneered: "You want to use me? If you really want to help me, why not just give me your blood. I have been hungry for a long time. Even if you suck it dry, You won’t have any complaints either.”

After saying that, Ophelia grabbed Meirujinu's shoulders, then put her face close to the other person's neck, opened her lips lightly, and the vampire's sharp fangs soon touched Meirujinnu's neck.

The closer a vampire's bloodline is to their supreme ancestor, the higher the upper limit of status and magic power, and the greater the appetite. An ordinary human being cannot afford to feed a prince-level vampire a full meal.

But instead of being afraid, Meiliu Jinu giggled: "Don't scare me, my prince, if you take a sip of my blood, the curse mark on your neck will make you miserable," she said. After a pause, he added, "However, I can help you untie this level of shackles."

"Do you understand this spell?" Ophelia's eyes changed.

On Ophelia's neck, there is a curse mark imposed by the Inquisition. As long as she swallows human blood, the curse mark will activate, making her feel the pain of being burned by the sun. Because of this restriction, she could only drink the animal blood provided to her by the prison.

"I don't just understand, I am an expert in this field!" Meiliu Jinu smiled, stretched out her hand to gently touch the curse mark on Ophelia's neck, and then stretched her fair neck to get closer, "This is a As a meeting gift, give it a try and taste the taste of human blood for the first time in a long time.”

Ophelia only felt a little stinging sensation, as if the tape was being torn off her neck. She looked at Meiliu Jinu suspiciously for a while, but finally couldn't resist the temptation and bit her neck.

The warm and mellow blood flowed over the tip of her tongue and poured into her throat, like rain and dew falling on the long-dry ground.

Ophelia immediately began to suck greedily. It had been too long since she had tasted human blood.

"Although it's a greeting gift, you're a little too rude." After a while, Meiliu Jinu tried to push Ophelia away, but found that the other party hugged her shoulders tightly, "Don't forget, I It can help you unlock the curse seal, and it can also be added again."

She raised her hand and tapped the back of Ophelia's neck, and the curse mark on Ophelia's neck immediately lit up.

Ophelia opened her eyes in severe pain, covered her neck and retreated, coughing, and the blood she had just swallowed spilled out of the corners of her mouth.

"Now you believe that I have real skills, right?" Meiliu Jinu said calmly. The wound on her neck was still bleeding, but it was immediately washed away by the cold water. "It seems that you have been hungry for too long. A dignified prince of the blood clan is put on a collar like a dog. Don't you feel aggrieved?"

"What do you want to do?" Ophelia recovered a little from the pain of the curse and stared at Meiliu Jinu. "Or, I should ask, what kind of person are you?"

This woman who can crack the secret method of the Inquisition must be not as simple as an ordinary alchemist.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is our common enemy." Meiliu Jinu smiled.

"Common enemy?"

"That warden, you want to leave this prison, and I also want to take people out of this prison. We have the same goal, and people with the same goal should cooperate." Meiliu Jinu spread his hands.

"What do you want me to do?"

"I have a way to get a special potion that can restore your strength in this prison."

"You plan to use my power to forcefully break through this prison?" Ophelia smiled bitterly after hearing this, "Unfortunately, even if I recover to my prime, I can't do it with my strength."

"This doesn't sound like something a blood prince would say. Even if you have been defeated by that man, with help, your chances of winning should still be great, right?" Mirujinu folded his hands, "I will arrange the manpower."

"No matter how you arrange the manpower, you can't beat him. He has better chess pieces in his hand." Ophelia replied with extraordinary certainty.

"What do you mean?"

"Prisoners, here, there are other prisoners as dangerous as me working for him." Ophelia said slowly, "As far as I know, there are three people, the necromancer in room 15, the witch in room 12, and the 'bloody Avansha'."

"Avansha?" Mirujinu's face changed slightly, "Can you tell me in detail?"