Chapter 95:


    <b>No Longer the Same vor</b>


    "The Chief Warden is inspecting, gather at the front gate!" Franda shouted vigorously at the entrance of the core area.


    Once again, before lights-out in the evening, Aiden personally arrived to patrol the cells in the core area.


    Upon hearing this announcement, the inmates in the core area immediately gathered behind their Cell bars. Several new inmates crawled to the front, their gazes fixed eagerly on the entrance.


    "Good evening,dies," Aiden greeted the inmates as usual.


    Just as the typically foul-mouthed inmates were about to speak up, they suddenly heard a cough. Veronica, who was on duty tonight, stood at the door of the surveince room, wearing a fierce expression as she surveyed the various cells.


    Several timid inmates immediately shrunk back. Veronica had repeatedly disyed her prowess in riot incidents and was renowned as the invincible warrior among the prison guards. These inmates held animosity towardsw enforcers, but they also feared the strong. Many of them didn''t want to catch Veronica''s attention.


    However, there were still a few bold inmates who, as usual, took the lead in starting a foul-mouthed tirade:


    "What the hell are you cowards doing? I''ll go first! Aiden, you"


    Bang!


    The door of Cell 10 suddenly made a loud noise, as if it was about to detach from its frame, effectively cutting off the inmate''s curses.


    "Are you trying to die? Talking So loud!" Carmizily appeared in front of the cell door, her golden eyes locked onto the room where the inmate was. "Do you know you''re disturbing me?"


    Now, no one dared to speak anymore, and the entire corridor fell into silence.


    For these new inmates who still exuded a formidable aura, although Veronica was strong enough, she was ultimately just a prison guard who followed the rules. As long as they maintained a certain level of control, they could avoid direct punishment.


    But Carmi was different; her inclination for violence was well-known. She didn''t care about any rules and was capable of secretly retaliating in ces like the bathroom or changing room, where surveince was difficult.


    Under the dual pressure from the prison guards and the unruly inmates, the inmates in the core area became unusually quiet.


    "Oh my, it''s been a few days, and you all have be so well-behaved," Aiden looked around and, apanied by Franda, stepped into the corridor to begin their patrol.


    After taking a few steps, he frowned.


    Usually, when he patrolled the core area, there were always inmates hurling insults at him, creating a lively atmosphere. But now, suddenly, everything had quieted down...


    Instead, it feels a bit ufortable.


    "Carmi," Aiden called out when they reached the door of Cell 10.


    "Heh, what''s up, boss?" Carmi grinned.


    "We don''t need to do this anymore. With everything so quiet, it feels... different, like something''s missing," Aiden said.


    Carmi paused for a moment after hearing this, then smirked teasingly, raising an eyebrow. "Are you saying you developed a masochistic tendency from being cursed by this bunch of trash? If you want to y something exciting, I wouldn''t mind joining in!"


    "You can go and enjoy that excitement by yourself," Aiden replied.


    Aiden and Franda continued walking forward, inspecting the inmates in the cells.


    "Warden, the Inquisition Bureau notified us today. The inmate you mentioned earlier is expected to be transferred here this week. How do you think we should arrange the cell?" Franda whispered to Aiden.


    What Franda said was about the Witch Prisci, mentioned by Director Harold when Aiden visited the Inquisition bureau before.


    "Do we still have single cells?" Aiden asked.


    ording to Harold, Prisci had her memoriespletely erased due to the bacsh from the psychic attack she unleashed when she was captured in the previous operation, where she was hit by a devouring magic bullet.


    If this is true, then Prisci defense capability now is probably even inferior to regr inmates in the ordinary cell block.


    In the core area, the inmates aren''t exactly kind-hearted; there''s no guarantee they won''t deceive or persecute thepletely amnesiac Prisci. To avoid any problems, the simplest solution is to let Prisci live alone.


    "We don''t have single cells anymore, but we still have double cells, though not many," Franda nced at the documents in her hand.


    Unless there are special circumstances, she tries to avoid having a single inmate upy a cell to prevent resource wastage.


    At that moment, they happened to pass by Cell 13, where the subus Fei, lived. As always, she enthusiastically waved at Aiden, saying, "Lord Aiden, look over here!"


    Aiden and Franda stopped in their tracks, turning their heads to look at Fei.


    "Hehehe, have you been busytely, Lord Aiden? Why note to my room for a visit? I''ll give you some special services," Fei beckoned to Aiden while throwing a seductive nce.


    "..."


    "..."


    Aiden and Franda stared at her in silence.


    After a moment, Franda whispered, "How about we put her in a room with our mascot?"


    Compared to other inmates in the core area, Fei can be considered rtively harmless.


    Not because she has a good nature, but mainly because shecks the ability to harm others.


    After a brief moment of thought, Aiden quickly rejected the proposal: "Let''s forget about it. I can''t even imagine what would happen to an amnesiac prisoner, who is like a nk sheet of paper, in the hands of this pimp."


    Franda also imagined the scenario and nodded in agreement, saying, "You''re right."


    "What are you talking about?" Curious about the hushed conversation between the two, Fei interjected.


    "We''re talking about how you''re a seductive slut," Aiden casually replied.


    "Hehe, really?" Fei gleefully held her face, subi have a certain difference in their concept of praise and criticismpared to humans.


    Aiden resumed his pace and said, "Let''s arrange an empty double cell for her to stay in for now. We''ll observe her for a while. Although the Inquisition Bureau conducted a psychological assessment, we still need to be cautious about whether that witch really lost her memory."


    "Do you suspect that the witch might be pretending to have amnesia?"


    "Not exactly, but we have to consider all possibilities. Witches are generally a bunch of madmen who pursue forbidden knowledge..." Aiden nced back at Cell 12, where the witch Dailey was smiling at his back, "Prominent witches usually possess one or two unique skills. Prisci is a renowned witch in psychic magic, so it''s not impossible for her to deceive the Inquisition Bureau through pretending to have amnesia."


    "Indeed," Franda agreed.


    In their line of work, they couldn''t afford to trust prisoners too much. Rxing their guard with dangerous inmates would lead to major problems.


    "By the way, tomorrow morning, I n to go out for a trip. Can you handle the report organizing work for me?" Aiden entrusted the task to Franda.


    "No problem. Is it official business?"


    "No, it''s personal," Aiden replied calmly. "I''m nning to visit a former colleague."