The Warden of Sexy Witches

Chapter 217: Chapter 217: The Liberation of Women’s Physiology through Technology_1

In the evening, Aiden arrived at Abigail’s summoning space as agreed, only to find, to his surprise, that his seat had been changed.

He glanced to his left and saw the towering, half-serpentine figure shrouded in the mist looking down at him.

"Yo," Lamia hissed, flicking her forked tongue as she smiled at him.

Unlike before the events of the Cult, where Aiden had always sat at the far end of the long table, facing everyone, his seat had now been moved to the side of the table, originally Presia’s spot—the one where Aiden had first infiltrated the gathering.

"Ladies are all quite punctual," Aiden greeted the assembly of Great Witches without any hesitation.

He understood that this closer seating arrangement was, in some sense, a sign of goodwill from the witches’ assembly; although they had ostensibly been collaborating in the past, they used to sit at opposite ends of the long table during discussions, similar to a tense negotiation between gangs after a truce. Now, sitting side by side felt genuinely more like "one of our own." ƒreewebɳovel.com

"Hmph," Vila on his right, turned her face away, showing her reluctance to welcome the guest.

"Vila, don’t be so chilly," Qiqimora, holding a paper roll cigarette, interjected, "After all, it’s thanks to the warden’s promise that you had the opportunity to acquire the divine words you’ve long sought, isn’t it?"

"We just took the reward we deserved, when did we start owing him gratitude?" Vila replied, obviously annoyed.

"We’ve come this far; there’s no need to be so exclusionary. Today’s stars are you and the warden, and if you’re not a bit more proactive, the proposal previously mentioned will fall through," Qiqimora continued to persuade.

"This sounds like, you guys are getting along now, right?" Habanis didn’t hesitate to sarcastically tease Vila, "Congratulations, Vila."

"Do you want to die?" Vila shot back at Habanis, their confrontation palpable.

"Stop the bickering, let’s get to the main point," Abigail immediately quashed the burgeoning argument, then turned to Aiden, "Sir, thank you for attending. Do you remember, last time we met, you mentioned using the prison’s resources to help us with production?"

"Of course."

"May I ask if you were serious?"

"Of course I was," Aiden suddenly grasped the purpose of Abigail’s summons, "What’s up? Any chance to make a fortune?"

He became highly interested, as when he proposed this to Abigail, he had indeed been serious.

The appropriations for Rose Iron Prison had always been meager, barely enough to sustain operations with the prison’s self-generated income. In the last case with Camilla and Slyne, his cooperation with the Mounted Police not only resolved a gang leader but also secured a hefty sum from the gang itself.

After his cut of the money, Aiden could only deposit it into the prison treasury to maintain daily operations. While a significant windfall for an individual, it was merely a drop in the bucket in the context of an institution’s operating funds.

"Vila," Abigail turned to Vila.

"Are we really going to discuss a business partnership with the Heretic Inquisitor?" Vila seemed somewhat hesitant.

"Is now the time to worry about such trifles?" Lamia spoke with a raspy voice, "Banquet Forest has already been half-devoured by the ’Black Mountain Goats.’ They even destroyed our venue and spread the route deep into Banquet Forest, the assembly this year can’t even be held, you understand?"

"Whether redecorating Banquet Forest or setting up a new venue, it’s all very costly," Qiqimora added, "It’s not something we can cover by selling a few trinkets. Abigail secured our payment this time; we ought to reciprocate."

Aiden realized that the witch gathering, after the battle with the Harvest Mother Cult, had become just like the Rose Iron Prison—they were starting to run out of money.

"Alright, alright," Vila finally turned to Aiden, "listen up, I accidentally discovered a special powder while researching materials, which can absorb a significant amount of water and become an almost solid paste. Its efficiency in absorbing water is higher than that of cotton, roughly about two hundred to one, and it won’t leak the absorbed water..."

"A material that can absorb a large amount of water?" A thought suddenly struck Aiden—a man-made material not supposed to exist at the technological level of this world—super absorbent polymer.

It sounded like Vila had managed to produce a similar kind of material, but with slightly inferior properties, during her alchemy studies.

If you were to consider what kind of applications this thing could have...

"Just get to the point, Vila, what are the applications of this stuff? Hurry up and tell him!" Habanis suddenly started to heckle.

"Uh..." Vila was momentarily at a loss for words.

Aiden glanced back and forth between the two of them and spoke up, "Have you already applied this stuff to women’s personal products?"

In an instant, everyone’s gaze focused on Aiden.

"How did you come up with that!?" Habanis shouted.

The most significant application for super absorbent polymer would undoubtedly be sanitary pads or diapers.

In this world, the materials used by women during their menstrual periods were mostly made of hemp or cotton, which they would change and wash when it got dirty. Since the cloth had limited absorption and was prone to leaking, women had to change them very frequently.

The Rose Iron Prison had no choice but to provide these fabrics for the prisoners to deal with their personal hygiene. If Vila’s newly discovered material could be utilized properly by encapsulating it in an appropriate fabric...

"Isn’t this just a sanitary pad?" Aiden almost blurted out, coining a term in the language of this world.

"Sanitary pad..." Qiqimora pondered for a moment, "That’s a good name indeed."

"That’s great! This thing has a lot of potential! Is there a way to mass-produce the raw material?" Aiden clapped his hands and asked Vila.

Even if it fell a little short compared to the genuine products of his former world, in the developmental level of this world, it was already a revolutionary product. Even if the cost was on the higher side, it could be sold as a premium product.

And judging by the reactions of these Great Witches, they seemed to have already used it, so its safety was presumably guaranteed.

"I... already have a method for preparation, and if someone helps, it shouldn’t be a problem..." Vila was taken aback by Aiden’s response.

"Then we’ll take care of sewing it into the fabric here and turn it into a finished product to sell," Aiden immediately took on the division of work and nodded in satisfaction.

"I find it interesting that you, a man, seem quite interested in women’s products," Habanis said with a sting in her words.

"Is there something wrong with that? The technological advancement liberating women’s physiology—I’m just expressing my approval of that," Aiden responded with open hands, indicating his candor.

It seemed he was going to start selling diapers and sanitary pads in this otherworld.