The Warden of The Witches

Chapter 44:

The Blood Princess

In the evening, with a sound whistle blowing, the prisoners in the core area of the small courtyard were assembled and escorted in batches to the showers.

The prisoners in line stood beneath the horizontally placed long pipes, cold water flowing "hissingly" from a row of lotus showerheads.

The female inmates applied soap to wash their bodies, then immediately returned to the changing room after finished.

The prison only provided cold water for Bathing. Even in winter, the water is only heated to a lukewarm temperature. In this place, bathing is simply a procedure for cleaning the body, without any enjoyment to speak of.

The vampire Ophelia meticulously wiped her body with a towel. As an undead, she doesn't sweat, she just doesn't like getting dust on herself.

"You're the renowned Blood Princess Ophelia, aren't you? I never thought I'd be in the same prison as such a big shot one day." At this moment, someone stood beside her, washing their hair and striking up a conversation with her.

Ophelia glanced at her, recognizing her as the alchemist who had been locked in solitary confinement by Aiden for five days.

She withdrew her gaze without saying a word, ingnoring him.

Meirujinu, undeterred by the cold reception, and continued, "I heard you spent two years digging a tunnel for escape. What a pity."

This time, Ophelia finally gave a slight response.

"An ordinary human coming over here to mock me, do you think their life is too long?" She issued a warning, without even looking at Meirujinu.

Meirujinu smiled, continuing to ingratiate herself, "Don't misunderstand, I'm not mocking you. I actually admire your spirit of resistance. In this prison, people who still retain their dignity like you are far too few—uh!"

Before She could finish her words. Ophelia suddenly reached out and grabbed her throat, pressing her firmly against the wall.

"I haven't stoped so low as to be pitied by someone like you. Do you think I'm afraid to touch you?" Ophelia tightly held Meirujinu neck, staring at her intensely from an extremely close distance.

The cold water poured down from above, and the jet-black curls sticking to the pale snow-white skin of the vampire. The only vibrant color on this vampire was her blood-red eyes, which were now radiating an unmasked icy intent to kill.

The few remaining female inmates in the shower only glanced over before leaving. Such minor conflicts were commonplace in the core area. Even if the two really started fighting, it was a matter for the guards to handle. If they got involved, it would only cause trouble.

Meirujinu sensed the extraordinary strength conveyed by the fingers of the other person. Despite strict control over her diet and the sealing of her magic, the vampire before her still possessed strength beyond that of an ordinary human.

But she wasn't panic. Seeing that everyone else had left the bathroom, she got straight to the point: "I want to help you."

However, Ophelia sneered, "You think you can use me with just that? If you really want to help me, why not give me your blood? I've been hungry for a long time. Even if I drain you, you wouldn't complain, would you?"

With that, Ophelia grabbed Meirujinu shoulder, then brought her face close to the other's neck, gently parting her lips. And The sharp fangs of the vampire quickly touched Meirujinu neck.

The closer the lineage of a vampire is to their supreme ancestor, the higher their status and the upper limit of their magic. Their appetite also increases. Providing a prince-level vampire with a full meal is something an ordinary human couldn't afford.

But Meirujinu not only wasn't afraid, she giggled, "Don't scare me, my princess. If you take a sip of my blood, the curse mark on your neck will make you wish for death." She paused and added, "However, I can help you remove this level of restraint."

"Do you understand this spell?" Ophelia's eyes changed.

On Ophelia's neck, there was a circle of seals imposed by the Inquisition bureau. As long as she swallowed human blood, this seal would activate, causing her to feel the burning pain of the sun.

Because of this restriction, she could only drink the beast blood provided by the prison.

"I not only understand, I am an expert in this field!" Meirujinu smiled, gently stroking the seal on Ophelia's neck, then extending her fair neck closer, "This is a gift. Give it a try, the taste human blood after such a long time."

Ophelia only felt a slight prickling sensation, as if tape was being ripped from her neck. She skeptically stared at Meirujinu for a while, but in the end, unable to resist the temptation, she sank her teeth into the other's neck.

The Warm and rich blood flowed onto her tongue, down her throat, like rain on long-parched soil.

Ophelia immediately began greedily sucking. It had been far too long since she tasted human blood.

"Even though it's a 'greeting gift,' you're not very polite," After a while, Meirujinu tried to push Ophelia away, but found that she held onto her shoulder tightly. "Don't forget, if I can remove the curse mark for you, I can naturally put it back on."

She tapped the back of Ophelia neck and the seal on Ophelia neck immediately lit up.

Ophelia opened her eyes in agony, clutching her neck as she coughed. The blood she had just swallowed spilled from the corner of her mouth.

"Now, do you believe I have real skills?" Meirujinu said lightly. The wound on her neck was still bleeding, but it was immediately rinsed away by the cold water. "It seems like you've been hungry for too long. A dignified Blood Princess, collared like a dog. Doesn't it feel stifling?"

"What exactly do you want?" Ophelia managed to recover somewhat from the pain of the curse mark, staring at Meirujinu intensely. "Or perhaps, I should ask, who are you?"

To be able to break the seals imposed by the Inquisition bureau, this woman was certainly not just an ordinary alchemist.

"Who I am is not important. What's important is our common enemy," Meirujinu smiled.

"Common enemy?"

"The warden. You want to leave this prison, and coincidentally, I also want to take someone out of this prison. We have the same goal, and people with the same goal should cooperate." Meirujinu spread her hands.

"What do you want me to do?"

"I have a way to obtain a special potion that can help you regain your strength in this prison."

"You plan to use my strength to forcibly break out of this prison?" Ophelia listened and smiled bitterly. "Unfortunately, even if I were restored to my full power, with my strength alone, it's still impossible."

"This doesn't sound like something a Blood Princess would say. Even if you were defeated by that man before, with help, your chances should be quite high, right?" Meirujinu crossed her arms. "I'll arrange for manpower."

"No matter how you arrange manpower, you won't be able to beat him. He has better pieces in his hands," Ophelia replied with unwavering certainty.

"What do you mean?"

"In this prison, there are other dangerous inmates who serve him, just like me." Ophelia spoke slowly.

"As far as I know, there are three of them. The necromancer in Room 15, the witch in Room 12, and the 'Tainted Blood Evangeline.'"

"Evangeline?" Meirujinu face changed slightly. "Can you tell me more about her?"