The warden who guards the witches

A few days later, Rose Iron Prison, interview room.

Separated by a glass curtain wall, on the visitor's side was Joey Lawson with dull eyes. Standing behind him was Kiki Mora who was responsible for monitoring him. Precia was sitting on the prisoner's side. Aiden Standing at the door with arms folded, personally monitoring the scene.

Precia was casting mental spells, concentrating on looking at Joey, using her own consciousness to search the other person's memory and analyze the other person's mental state.

After a while, Precia withdrew her gaze and rubbed her brows.

"Is there any result?" Aiden asked.

"His spirit shows no signs of being tampered with," Precia replied.

"No?" Aiden was a little surprised by the result.

"At least from the perspective of spiritual magic." Precia added, "But his mental state did have very strange fluctuations at a certain point in time. Since then, his main consciousness has been focused on It’s like obsessive-compulsive disorder about a specific person.”

"Please be more detailed." Aiden gestured.

"To put it simply, the human spirit is like a secret room. If you want to use mental magic to manipulate the things in the secret room, you must break in. Once you invade the other party's spirit and interfere with it, you will inevitably leave behind the intruder. Traces." Precia explained.

Aiden thought about it for a moment, remembering that when Mayfair was searching for Rebecca's spirit in the past, he found the blockade left by Precia in the other party's memory - that was probably the trace left by the mental spell.

"Then what's his condition?" Aiden asked.

"His current state is that the sealed state of the secret room is intact, but the things inside seem to have been touched." Precia replied, "If you want me to analyze it, there are two possibilities. One is internal factors. , is a sudden mental illness. The second is that someone used extraordinary means to interfere with his spirit through the seal of the secret room, without leaving any trace, and it was very magical..."

Precia paused suddenly.

"how?"

"He seems to have returned to his previous state now. His memory and consciousness are no longer so focused on one person." Precia replied.

"Indeed." Chichimora also agreed, "After I took him to the Sabbat Forest, this guy suddenly began to reflect on the stupid things he had done before, as if... he suddenly woke up. "

Hearing this, Aiden has already concluded that a wizard became mentally ill one day without any warning and became a fanatical fan and stalker of a certain female star. At the same time, the other party happened to be an informant who was preparing to approach him. , and suddenly returned to normal after the incident was over - this kind of coincidence is too outrageous no matter how you describe it.

"No matter how you look at it, it has something to do with the person behind the butler. Behind Smiling Scales there is a big shot with spiritual authority above the level of a saint." Kikimora interjected, "What do you think, Warden?"

"I think so too." Aiden said the words against his will without changing his face. At this stage, it is not appropriate for Melifilia and Melissa's information to be leaked, and there is no need to correct him if the witch coven thinks so, "In the future, It’s better to stay away from this organization.”

In fact, if he wanted to know whether Melissa was involved in this matter, he only needed to go directly to Melissa and ask in person.

But Aiden didn't choose to do that because he already had the answer.

From Chichimola's description, it seems that the trap set on the butler is that once someone kills the butler, it will corrode the perpetrator's spirit. I am afraid that the butler himself is a controlled believer. Once the death is such a coercion, Sexual beliefs will automatically be transferred to the perpetrator.

This level of "blessing" can only be achieved by saint-level beings on believers, and saints can only provide very limited objects of protection. If there is a saint with spiritual authority behind the Smiling Scale, it is unlikely that this kind of blessing will be placed on a single receptionist.

But if it was the Dominator...it could only be Melissa.

Personally speaking, Aiden didn't really want to confirm this matter with Melissa. After working hard for several days to solve such a messy matter, in the end he still couldn't find even the slightest clue to escape the opponent's grasp. You can all imagine the goddess's sneering expression.

"Speaking of which, Precia, this guy is the enemy who killed your teacher. Don't you have any ideas?" Kikimora looked at Precia.

"What can I think? He has become like this now." Precia looked at the wizard in front of her again.

Joey Lawson's eyes were dull and lifeless, and he looked like a zombie.

"What did you do with him in the end?" Aiden looked at Kikimora.

"It's nothing to do with him. We just used magic potions to make him unable to use spells for the rest of his life... but he may have some sequelae of poor memory. We are going to let Precia seal the past memory and exile him to the south. It's enough." Chichimora said lightly, "I can't be a wizard, and I can't go back to the Netherlands to be an inquisitor. Didn't the previous border conflicts in the south bring a lot of refugees to Gistas? Habiness will take over and throw him there later. A man with no disability cannot die. "

"What does that mean?" Aiden raised his eyebrows.

"That's what he agreed to." Kikimora said slowly, "It's better to lose his memory and live like an ordinary person than to be eaten by Lamia. Considering what he has done, it's good enough to be alive."

"He shouldn't have any memory of being here, right?" Aiden asked.

"No, now he has been drugged and has no self-consciousness. He will only obey orders and won't have any memory." Kikimora waved his hand.

"Then let's do it." Aiden waved his hand.

"Then warden, the reward we agreed on before..." Kikimora smiled.

"Come back to me after you've dealt with all the aftermath." Aiden replied, "I'll let the receptionist tell you the information you want in person. Also, don't forget the reward you agreed on before."

"That means there is indeed news, right?" Chichimora was immediately delighted, "Oh, since I've been following you, my progress, which has been stagnant for more than ten years, has made such a big progress. I'm so happy. I love you so much!"

"Humph, having news doesn't mean there will be results. Don't be too happy too early." Aiden reminded her.

"Uh..." Precia had been sitting in her seat listening. She looked back and forth at the two of them and finally couldn't help but speak, "I say, when did your relationship become so good?"