Free Web NovelChapter 634: Chapter 633: Everyone Gives Their Best Effort_1
Several days later, the education room of Rose Iron Prison.
Today, two special new inmates arrived, and Aiden personally took charge of their education.
"...Once the contract is formed, don’t try any shenanigans in the prison. Qiqimora, don’t go invisible at will, and Lamia, no shape-shifting allowed. Life here certainly won’t be as free as outside, so make do," Aiden seriously addressed the two Great Witches seated below, "From now on, you are inmates 3601 and 3602. Any questions?"
In the end, they agreed to Aiden’s proposal. After each forged their identities and deliberately committed the minor crime of selling Magic Potion in Silvertown, they attained their wish to be incarcerated.
Illegal sale of Magic Potion by ordinary witches and alchemists is not uncommon in this world, so their identities weren’t scrutinized closely.
"Prison clothes, is there no larger size?" Inmate 3601, Lamia, twisted her body with her arms folded, the largest size of the women’s prison uniform tightly wrapped around her, fully outlining her figure.
"I’ve had them made to order, but for now, make do," Aiden shook her head, "Speaking of which, can’t you shrink your body down a size?"
"This is the limit," Lamia replied.
Even with her form reduced to the smallest human shape, Lamia still stood close to two meters tall, similar to a kind of urban-legend monster Aiden had heard of in a previous life.
"She’s already made herself look quite like a normal person. With that appearance she had before, anyone could tell she wasn’t your average witch," Inmate 3602, Qiqimora, interjected.
This time, Lamia’s appearance was even more human-like with the disappearance of the splits at the corners of her mouth and the sharp fangs in her mouth replaced by normal teeth, even her reptilian yellow eyes altered to those of a regular human.
"But that head of yours still stands out too much. Don’t get into conflicts with other inmates," Aiden warned.
"Don’t worry, kiddo, I can protect myself," Lamia said with a grin, and it was the first time Aiden saw her smile with a human appearance—a stark contrast to the past where Lamia’s smile could serve as perfect horror movie material.
"I’m worried about the other inmates’ safety," Aiden stressed, "The contract doesn’t cover the finer details. You’ll still have to follow the prison rules, or else I’ll have to take measures."
"Warden, you are too by-the-book," Qiqimora yawned, "We’re here to help, after all."
"Just do me a favor and don’t make things too difficult for me. Since you’re here to help, don’t let me down," Aiden replied calmly, "As for work..."
"We actually have to work?" Lamia was quite displeased.
"Everyone has their talents. Inmates who physically or mentally can’t perform work, then there are the juvenile offenders and those on death row," Aiden explained, "None of these applies to you, but don’t worry, I’ll arrange the most suitable jobs for you. Lamia, you can help in the medical room. You should be more proficient in pharmacology than Meiruki slave, right?"
"Ah, I almost forgot my dear apprentice is here too," Lamia suddenly laughed.
"Just don’t kill anyone," Aiden reminded her.
"What about my job?" Qiqimora asked.
"Handling the incinerator trash," Aiden answered.
"That’s a bit harsh, warden," Qiqimora frowned.
"Hear me out. Other inmates will pile the trash into the incinerator for you. All you need to do is use ’Annihilation’ to make it all disappear," Aiden said in a lowered voice, "The rest of the time, you can sit back, look up at the clouds to pass time, and I can allow you to smoke by the incinerator."
The incinerator trash usually required someone to burn it and supervise the site, finally disposing of the ashes. Qiqimora could manage the job with a mere gesture, also eliminating the smoke pollution of burning.
"This feels like it’s retirement," Qiqimora remarked.
"Work five days a week, on Saturday you need to undergo education and training, and in the evenings and on Sundays, you can choose to use the lab next to the library for research. Research projects must be declared, and moreover, the results need to be shared," Aiden said, "If you don’t want to do research, the library is open, and there are card and board games in the activity room you can play."
"Looks like I can find Daili and Presia to play with," Qiqimora smiled. freewebnøvel.com
"Try not to cause any trouble for me," Aiden was still somewhat uneasy.
He provisionally used his power to make a contract, but the "Law’s" contract couldn’t be detailed like a real contract, it could only bind the Great Witches not to cause destruction in the prison, or to commit grave crimes such as murder without cause or escape. As for details, he still needed to find a way to supervise them well.
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That afternoon, Aiden first took Lamia to the infirmary.
As soon as he entered the room, Aiden saw Avansa sitting on the edge of the bed, being questioned by the prison doctor, with Veronica responsible for monitoring the scene.
"Oh, today is Avansa’s regular treatment," Aiden greeted.
Veronica stood up and saluted, then shifted her gaze to Lamia and involuntarily tensed up.
She had been informed in advance by Aiden about the news of the Great Witch who allied with Aiden being imprisoned, and she knew who Lamia was.
But upon seeing Lamia in person, she instinctively became alert—the Beastification syndrome gave people a kind of intuition on an instinctual level that ordinary people didn’t have, and this intuition told her that this Great Witch was very dangerous, and dangerous on a species, biological level.
Avansa also stared at Lamia in a trance, unsure why, but she vaguely saw the shadow of her "mother" from the past in Lamia. And this person seemed even more dangerous than that "mother."
"There’s no need to be so tense, it’s not like I’m going to eat you," Lamia was accustomed to such reactions.
She quickly lost interest in Veronica; werewolves were not particularly rare.
Her gaze moved to Avansa, whom she could tell had undergone human modification.
"What a cute child, may I hold her?" Lamia flashed a grin.
Avansa suddenly shivered all over, looking at Aiden as if pleading for help.
Aiden looked at her, then turned to Lamia, "It’s clear she doesn’t want you to touch her."
"Are you trying to remove the traces of modification from her body?" Lamia asked, "If needed, I can help."
"Sure, then you give her a checkup," Aiden quickly agreed.
Avansa’s eyes widened as she looked at Aiden, feeling as though she had been sold out.
"This is for your own good," Aiden said.
After his powers gradually upgraded, he used "Regeneration" to deal with the toxicity in Avansa’s body and cured her taste impairment.
But there were still some lingering minor issues that seemed to affect Avansa’s lifespan. "Regeneration’s" divine words were miraculously effective against physical injuries, but they were difficult to work against some complex chronic diseases, particularly those problems that Aiden himself couldn’t understand. So Avansa was still receiving regular treatments. Aiden had considered having Abigail completely cure Avansa, and now that Lamia was here, he might as well consult her.
