The Warden of The Witches-Chapter 274:
Chapter 274:
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<ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->After patrolling the entire Core Area cell block back and forth, Aiden and Franda once again returned near the main gate. Passing Cell Three, Aiden paused slightly. He looked inside the cell. "Mad Hailo," incarcerated here, sat on her bed, with disheveled hair, staring blankly at the opposite wall, her expression a strange mix between a smile and not.<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node>
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<ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->Most of the time, Hailo was actually quite quiet, just sitting there with a distinctly abnormal expression, lost in unknown thoughts. However, when she had an episode, it was quite severe. She would cry and laugh, dance wildly, and occasionally self-harm. If anyone was near her during such times, she would unhesitatingly try to attack them, attempting to take a part of their body as a sacrifice to her evil god.<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node>
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<ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->Aiden wasn't sure if she simply didn't remember that the Dominator she served had vanished, thus desperately trying to reconnect, or if she actually knew and was trying to resurrect the Dominator through this method. After learning about "Mad Hailo" situation from Mephilia, Aiden had attempted to communicate with her several times, but to no avail. Forget extracting specific information about "Mr. Bloodcloth" or the Hatred Authority; even holding a normal conversation with her was difficult.<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node>
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<ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->When quiet, she was essentially completely detached, only reacting slightly to basic commands like eating, changing clothes, or bathing. Any other words directed at her would only elicit a blank stare, occasionally accompanied by an abnormal smile. When agitated, even if restrained by the mercury golem's shackles in a visitation room, Hailo would constantly try to stand up and attack, while spouting gibberish.<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node>
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<ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->Just then, Hailo noticed Aiden's gaze, slowly turned her face towards him, then tilted her head ninety degrees sideways like a typical female ghost from a horror story, a distorted smile appearing on her face.<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node>
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<ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->"No matter how many years pass, seeing her still gives me the creeps," Franda, unaware of Aiden's thoughts, remarked from the side. "Fortunately, as long as she's kept locked up, she won't cause trouble." Except for bathing, Hailo was basically never let out of this cell. Though mad, she could still manage basic self-care. A delivery slot on the cell door allowed for food and clean clothes to be passed in. The purpose of incarcerating her in Rose Iron Prison wasn't rehabilitation, but purely containment of a dangerous individual to prevent her from harming ordinary people outside.<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node>
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<ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->Aiden started walking, leaving the Core Area with Franda. As the main gate closed again, Aiden heard strange, discordant singing coming from Cell Three: "Who are you, who are you? Can't be killed, can't be broken, so pitiful, so pitiful, ahahahahahaha!!"<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node>
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<ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->They had just left the cell block when a guard strode over, saluted his superiors, and handed over a document: "Warden, this just arrived, an urgent official document."<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node>
<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->Aiden frowned upon seeing the document pouch—it bore the Empire's national emblem, but the seal was stamped by the Autonomous State's Ministry of Justice and Prison Administration Bureau. This meant the document originated from the Empire, went through the Autonomous State's judicial departments, passed through multiple approvals, and finally reached here via Rose Iron Prison's superior department.<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->
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<ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->He immediately tore open the document and scanned it, his eyes widening. Franda glanced over from the side and also froze. "Huh? Not an extradition request? Instead, they're transferring a prisoner... to us? From the Empire? Is this correct?"<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node>
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<ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->Aiden and Franda had seen similar documents quite often, but one from the Empire... was indeed rare. Due to the special circumstances surrounding the signing of The Covenant, the autonomous state had provisions to accept requests from other countries to "extradite" convicts tried in those countries for violating The Covenant back to the autonomous state, where the autonomous state would then carry out the punishment on behalf of that country. Simply put, not every country on the continent possessed prisons with the containment capabilities of Silver City's Thorn and Rose Iron Prisons. Some smaller nations struggled to find a single prison capable of perfectly containing an S-class fugitive. In such cases, the country would send the captured criminal to the autonomous state to serve their sentence.<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node>
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<ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->He quickly skimmed the attached file and soon understood the reason. This Anne Drake seemed to be the daughter of that prominent pirate of Red Shark Island, Navie Drake, known as the "Pirate Princess." However, aside from this "Pirate Princess" title, Anne Drake appeared unremarkable. Her file recorded she knew some simple black magic, was proficient with firearms, led a crew of forty-five pirates, and committed twenty-six robberies near the Coral Sea region with a small warship named the <!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->Hippogriff<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->. These robberies were mostly completed "peacefully." Overall, a run-of-the-mill pirate, perhaps slightly notable for knowing some black magic. Judging by her individual strength or the crimes committed, placing her in the Core Area seemed below the average standard here.<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node>
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<ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->But at the very end, there was a record that made one doubt their eyes. Apparently, four years ago, Anne Drake had been captured once before in the Empire and incarcerated in the capital's most secure prison. Then, this seemingly ordinary "Pirate Princess," with the help of her father's Red Shark pirate crew, successfully escaped, taking twenty-nine other inmates with her and stealing some prison supplies in the process. During this entire incident, they caused zero casualties.<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node>
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