Free Web NovelChapter 273: Chapter 273: It Seems I’ve Fed You Too Well_1
"Warden’s inspection! Everyone, come to the door!"
The main gate of the core area opened, and Aiden walked into the corridor of the core area accompanied by Flandre.
"Oh, what a hassle!"
"Is the boss too idle lately?"
"I was just about to go to sleep!"
...
Scattered complaints came head-on, but the people in the cells generally gathered at the door.
"It’s been a while since I’ve been here, and it feels a lot quieter," commented Aiden, glancing at the duty room. "Veronica isn’t on shift today."
Although there were still plenty of complaints, compared to the tidal wave of foul-mouthed curses from before, the inmates of the core area were, overall, much more docile today, a scene usually seen only when Veronica was on duty.
"After all, there are more people who have been ’trained’ by the warden, and we have these kinds of ’toys,’" said Flandre, gesturing behind them.
The mercury amalgam golem was following closely behind them at the same pace as Aiden, a prop obtained from the witches’ assembly that greatly improved Aiden’s efficiency in subduing prisoners.
"But the main reason has to be the recent improvement in the prisoners’ treatment," Flandre added. "After all, the textile workshop has been doing really well lately."
The female products and diapers sold by the Rose Iron Prison had just hit the market and brought significant profits to the prison, with orders flying in like snowflakes and a substantial amount of deposits filling the prison’s operational funds.
Aiden immediately used the newly acquired funds to expand the workshops and purchase better production equipment. He also renovated some facilities and items that he had long wanted to update, and incidentally improved the treatment of both guards and prisoners slightly.
The improvement wasn’t drastic— for the prisoners, it was just more variety in their meals, a few new magazines in the library, a minor increase in fitness equipment on the playground, and distribution of high-end sanitary products produced by the workshop for their use... ƒreewebηoveℓ.com
But for prisoners, whose freedom was restricted and who lived a monotonous life, this change felt refreshing.
For a long time, privately complaining about the food and facilities had been an indispensable common topic among the prisoners. The more this topic resonated among them, the more likely prisoners’ dissatisfaction was to ferment and swell. Conversely, even eliminating some complaints could significantly change the prisoners’ attitudes towards the prison.
"Improved prison discipline is good, but..." Aiden suddenly sighed.
"What’s the matter?" asked Flandre, looking at her superior.
"I just feel like there’s a lot less fun," Aiden shook his head and lamented.
Indeed, the ideal state of a prison is for every inmate to be obedient and to behave properly. However, taming those brash, defiant prisoners into submission was also an enjoyable process in itself.
In fact, since the T-Rex Camilla began quietly dealing with troublemakers among the prisoners herself, Aiden realized that fewer and fewer inmates dared to openly challenge him.
Over this past half a month, Aiden found that not only had the previously frequent escape attempts completely subsided, but he had also rarely had to order the solitary confinement of inmates.
"Lord Aiden, Lord Aiden! Over here, over here!! I’m here!!" From cell number thirteen, Succubus Phyllis bounced up and down at the cell door, calling out to Aiden, "You haven’t come to have a nice chat with me in so long, I’m so lonely!!"
Aiden turned his head to look at her and said to Flandre, "Why does she seem a lot more energetic than before?"
"Probably... it’s because conditions have improved lately," Flandre replied expressionlessly.
"Full belly, full... you know what." Aiden nodded, "Looks like we’ve been feeding her too well."
"Master Aiden, come to the room and keep me company, let’s play a little game!" Fille began to act coquettishly.
"Oh?" Aiden raised an eyebrow, "What game?"
"Let’s play hide and seek, Master Aiden, you come catch me, and if you do, you can do whatever you want with me! Hehehehe!" Fille’s face showed a suggestive smile.
"Criminal 3307, you’re getting ahead of yourself again after not being punished for a while, aren’t you?" Flandre furrowed her brows and scolded Fille.
However, Aiden immediately raised his hand to stop Flandre from continuing, then looked at Fille with interest: "It seems I’ve been neglecting you for some time, if you want to play, then let’s play."
Upon hearing this, Fille’s eyes lit up.
But then she saw Aiden turn toward the mercury golem not far away: "Did you hear that? The game of hide and seek. Catch her and give her a set of crucifix holds to teach her a lesson."
Seeing the mercury golem, which had received its orders, heading straight for her cell door, Fille’s face changed color: "Wait wait wait! I don’t want that mercury monster! I, I... Ahh, no, Master Aiden, I was wrong, I got too carried away!! Don’t come over, ahhh!!"
Fille retreated in fear to the farthest corner of the room, as the mercury golem penetrated the bars to enter her cell, using its own properties.
Aiden and Flandre continued their inspection down the corridor, ignoring the Succubus’s screams and pleas behind them.
Across from cell thirteen, Daili and Presia, residents of cell twelve, watched Fille being chased and jumping around by the mercury golem between the cells.
"Daili, can you analyze just what this Succubus is thinking?" Presia asked.
"To be so tirelessly amused, one can only say she must enjoy it herself. After all, she’s the one who’s been in here five times without showing any signs of remorse. I guess she’s well aware of the consequences, and perhaps provoking the warden is also a rare pleasure for her," Daili evaluated.
"This... won’t she be conditioned into a masochist?" Presia frowned.
"Who knows? Look, what a beautiful crucifix hold!"
"Indeed, the handiwork of Vila and Abigail, the precision of control is really quite high."
Both gave the mercury golem’s movements high praise.
In cell thirteen, the mercury golem caught Fille and performed a standard crucifix hold on her. By the time Aiden and Flandre finished their inspection and returned, Fille was already slapping the floor, begging for mercy.
Aiden called the mercury golem back and asked Fille, "Lesson learned?"
Fille immediately scrambled up from the ground, jumped onto the bed, buried her face in the pillow, kicked her legs, and began to cry loudly, "So mean, Master Aiden! To treat me so roughly! My heart is broken!! The kind that only coaxing can fix!!"
Aiden shook his head, too lazy to continue dealing with this treasure of a person.
Sometimes he really admired Fille. Under his tutelage and management, no matter how other prisoners changed, this Succubus remained the same.
In some way, that was a "strength" too, it seemed.
