The warden who guards the witches

Rose Iron Prison, corridor of the solitary room.

"The purpose of writing down the rules is to comply with them. I hope you won't waste the time you spent on this piece of paper." Aiden said to Hero in the solitary room.

He deliberately took a day off to check Hero's recitation of the regulations. Originally, he thought that with the pride of the goddess of revenge, it would be difficult for her to accept the prison's management regulations. Unexpectedly, the other party unexpectedly cooperated and memorized the contents verbatim.

"It's a good thing you didn't talk to me with a happy face." Hailuopi said with a smile, "otherwise I would have written it down for you again."

"To be honest, you are easier to talk to than I thought. I thought you would not cooperate even to death." Aiden said with a smile, "Should I thank you for your understanding of prison work?"

"Boy, what I understand is not your rules, but my own situation. Without divine power, I really can't do anything. This is a fact. I won't fight with you for the dignity that does not exist in the first place. It is meaningless. , and it’s not interesting at all. And it doesn’t matter if you really step on me, the more pain you endure, the stronger the pleasure of revenge will be.” Hailuo said with a grin.

"You are indeed a ruler. People with big personalities are always easy to talk to." Aiden nodded, "But your temper is still a bit weird by mortal standards."

"Us? Are you comparing me to that bitch?" Hailuo's expression became sinister.

"Hey, you just said there aren't many things worth getting emotional about..." Aiden smiled helplessly and raised his hand to signal the other person to calm down, "You have both lived a long time and have had power, so it's not surprising that you have some things in common. "

The Furies are sometimes unreasonably impulsive, but the essence of this impulsiveness is not irritability, but extreme spontaneity. In this regard, the Furies and Melifilia are actually the same, they are just spontaneity. (Crazy) in a different way.

Unlike the prisoners in his prison, they did not care about the moral standards and personal dignity of mortals, and they did not attach too much importance to the hostility and respect of mortals.

Melifilia didn't care that she was imprisoned by mortals, and the Furies could "condescend" to memorize the prison rules. They never felt that they were really stepped on by mortals. In Melfilia's eyes, this is just a game, while the Furies will only see it as part of revenge.

They act without much logic and only rely on their own likes and dislikes. After spending many years with Melifilia, Aiden's experience is that you don't need to care too much when dealing with them, because it's useless to care. No matter what their attitude is towards them, they will like you when they should like you, and they will still dislike you when they should dislike you.

"I remember you said yesterday that if I recite the rules, I can order food here?" Hailuo suddenly brought up the topic of the next meal, "I have memories of eating in this prison. The food here is not cooked properly. It’s a compliment, but the seasoning is quite interesting. I have something I want to eat today…”

"I'm glad you still like the food here, but I never said that." Aiden replied calmly, "Prisoners can't order food here."

Considering yesterday's reaction, could this be the reason why the goddess is really willing to cooperate?

"..." Hailuo stared at him without speaking.

"But my casual mention can indeed determine what the next meal delivered to you will be." Aiden added.

If you can get this guy to cooperate a little bit by giving him what he wants to eat, it's still a good deal.

"The kind of food where spiced meat, vegetables, cheese and sauce are rolled together in dough..."

"Braised pork burrito." Aiden nodded, "Thank you for not making any excessive demands."

"It needs to be hot, and the vegetables should not have green peppers." Hailuo made a request as soon as he finished speaking.

"You don't eat green peppers?"

"Is there a problem?"

This goddess is quite interesting...

"No. But the temperature of the food can only be left to chance. If it's not hot enough, please make do with it." Aiden said in an understatement, "Since you are willing to cooperate, can we continue to talk about yesterday's topic?"

"What do you want to know this time? Are the powers of 'revenge' and 'sacrifice' the only authority? Or do you want me to tell you directly the weaknesses of the 'hatred' power?"

"I want to know all of this, but there is something I want to tell you before I start talking about this. I found your believers outside." Aiden looked at Hailuo's eyes and said, "They happened to be in Gistas Activities on the southern border of the kingdom are still under the banner of the Temple of Vengeance - most of the "Temple of Vengeance" disappeared after you died once, probably because they were afraid that the forces that killed you would come to visit you. If you continue to use this banner after disappearing, I guess their devotion to you is sincere."

"It's really touching." Hailuo looked calm and calm.

"It's quite unusual to be pious to this extent, so I'm actually wondering if there is another 'God of Vengeance' manipulating them behind the scenes?" Aiden raised his own question, "Mr. Bloody Clothes, to the believers around you We are sworn enemies, but believers in other places may not know the process of your fall. If someone shows similar miracles to you after you disappear, will they..."

"You mean that lackey took away my remaining followers? Do you think the possibility is high?" Hailuo asked in turn.

"It's a bit hard to say, because as far as I know, what this Vengeance Temple does is similar to what it did before." Aiden spread his hands, "If they are now controlled by Mr. Bloody Clothes, these mercenaries should be looking for people everywhere, instead of carrying out terrorist attacks to provoke ethnic conflicts."

"You still have some brains. The believers who are truly devout to me will never betray me." He Luo suddenly laughed.

"You are very confident in your charm." Aiden raised his eyebrows.

"My last body was very beautiful." He Luo grinned and made a joke.

"But no matter how beautiful the skin is, it has decayed. Is there another reason why they are only devout to you?" Aiden asked seriously, "Is this also the power of authority?"

"Among the many rulers of authority, I should be the closest to the kind of god that mortals expect." He Luo suddenly answered the question irrelevantly.

"What do you mean?"

"What mortals want most is a practical god, offering faith, and then the god will bless them." He Luo explained with a smile, "And I am such a god, I am the god of revenge, as long as you offer sacrifices to me, I will give believers the power of revenge!"

"Are you saying that you work diligently to make believers loyal to you?"

"Wrong! It is the sacrifices they offer that prevent them from betraying me, because they offer their hearts with their own hands." The smile on He Luo's face became distorted, "The power of 'sacrifice' can take away not only life and skin, but also spirit."