The Warden of The Witches

"Died" Once

Several days ago, when Aiden asked Melusine for a favor regarding borrowing his title...

"...You don't need to worry about that," Aiden replied to Melusine at the other end of the iron table in the interview room. He then brought up another topic, saying, "Apart from that, I have something else I want you to do."

"Please go ahead and command," Melusine responded.

"Since you're so knowledgeable about pharmacology, can you create a drug that can simulate death?" Aiden asked.

"Simulate death?" Melusine didn't respond immediately.

"I mean a drug that can make the person who takes it temporarily lose vital signs, making it appear as if they are really dead. However, with proper treatment, they can be revived. Do such drugs exist?" Aiden asked again.

Aiden had read about drugs that could simulate death in various fictional stories in his past life, but such drugs didn't actually exist in his previous world.

The level of civilization and medical advancement in this world is still somewhat different from Aiden's previous world. The same applies to overall medical expertise.

However, in this world, magic and magical medicine exist. Many miraculous magical medicines can achieve effects that cannot be explained by pharmacology in his previous world.

However, most of the cutting-edge knowledge in magical medicine is held by witches engaged in illegal research, and they rarely share this knowledge with others.

Melusine is an outstanding researcher in magical medicine, so Aiden has some expectations of her.

"Well, you've come to the right person. Yes, I can create a drug that can induce a temporary state of complete hibernation in the body... But it's not completely safe. If an ordinary person hibernates for more than an hour without receiving the antidote, there is a risk to their life,"

Melusine provided the answer Aiden was looking for. After thinking for a moment, she suddenly realized something. "Could it be that you want to use this drug on Carmilla?"

"I intend to directly resolve the grudge between Silaine and Carmila," Aiden admitted straightforwardly now that she had guessed it. "Making Carmilla 'die' once is the simplest solution."

The most effective way to quell hatred is not to persuade the vengeful person but to help them kill their enemy.

"Just relying on the drug might not be enough, right?" Melusine reminded him. "A revenant can lock onto the enemy's spiritual state."

"I can have Arsena handle that matter. She should be able to disguise it. The curse of 'evil spirit possession' can make the soul of a living person carry the aura of the dead," Aiden suggested.

"That should work in theory," Melusine agreed, nodding. "But we'll need to create an opportunity for Silaine to believe that Carmilla has been poisoned."

"I plan to stage a play," Aiden said, crossing his arms. "Since you can create that kind of drug, I'll need your help as well. You should have some skills in acting."

"Oh, Lord Warden, you flatter me...".

"No need to be modest. You were the mastermind behind the riot in my prison," Aiden teased. "Silaine is eager for revenge, so it should be easy for you to deceive her, right?"

"Of course, no problem," Melusine smiled and accepted Aiden's "praise" with ease. "But it would be best if Carmilla also participated and cooperated in this plan, wouldn't it?"

If they carried out this plan without Carmilla knowledge and she noticed the drugging, the play would fall apart.

"Don't worry, she will cooperate," Aiden replied confidently. "Resolving Silaine's issue is also beneficial for her. Besides, she promised to be my dog."

Aiden had already made a plan to take action against Carlo Polpo. Although this action was mainly driven by his personal desires, he had no intention of letting go of the repayment condition promised by Carmilla.

Despite Carmilla being a difficult and troublesome individual to handle, she was also a highly useful talent. Utilizing such a notorious figure to govern the other minor characters in the prison sometimes had a more significant impact than pressuring the inmates through the prison guards.

"Prepare some medicine for me later. I need to conduct an animal experiment first," Aiden instructed Melusine.

"After I've agreed to help you, do you still doubt me?" Melusine feigned disappointment. "What about trust between people?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Can criminals like you be trusted?" Aiden replied.

...

Now, the scene shifts to the infirmary in the core area.

"Cough! Cough, cough, cough!!" Carmilla, who had just regained consciousness, leaned over the edge of the bed, coughing intensely. She then sat up on the bed, wiped her nose and saliva, and took several deep breaths. "That medicine almost choked me to death."

"Alright, Silaine has been freed, and you're one trouble less." Aiden stood beside her with his hands behind his back. "From now on, just serve your sentence obediently as promised. You haven't forgotten, have you?"

Carmilla pondered for a moment, and said "oh..." understanding his words, she smirked mischievously. "You mean have a go, right? No problem!"

As she spoke, she began to undress herself, prompting Veronica, who was standing nearby, to roll her eyes.

"I meant you should behave like a dog!" Aiden corrected her with a stern face and swiftly tapped Carmilla's head.

"I think the two aren't mutually exclusive," Carmilla suddenly said with a serious expression.

"Don't give me that smooth talk. Your business here is done. If there's nothing else, go back to your cell," Aiden pointed outside the infirmary.

"Alright." Carmilla rolled off the bed and walked towards the infirmary door, with Veronica following closely behind, keeping an eye on her.

As they reached the door, Carmilla suddenly turned back, wearing a mysterious smile. "Warden, I'm serious. I'm still very interested in strong men like you. Think about it seriously in the future, okay?"

"Hurry up and leave, don't block the doorway!" Veronica scowled and pushed her out, forcefully closing the door.

Not long after, the infirmary door reopened, and prison guard Isabella walked in, saluting Aiden. "Sir, the family of inmate 3271 has arrived."

"Alright, prepare everything. I'll go over now," Aiden nodded earnestly.

A few minutes later, at the prison's reception area.

"This is Silaine's remains. Give her a proper burial," Aiden handed the urn to the scar-faced youth. "Her belongings from the prison and the remaining controlled funds are in that box over there."

"Thank you very much," the scar-faced youth bowed his head in gratitude.

Few Days ago, when the youth came to visit, Aiden had informed him of his plans for Silaine and asked him to come on that day.

"I've received news from the mounted police. Carlo Polpo is finished. What are your plans for the future?" Aiden asked casually.

"Thanks to my report, I received recognition from the big boss. He now sees me as a trusted confidant," the youth replied.

"Congratulations, although it may not be suitable for me to say that from my standpoint," Aiden shrugged.

"There's nothing to congratulate. After Seeing their fate, I kind of understand. It's probably difficult to have a good ending in this line of work..." The youth smiled somewhat helplessly. "Anyway, I sincerely thank you for everything you've done for us."

The youth left with Silaine's belongings, and Aiden personally watched him for a while before closing the door.