The Warden of The Witches-Chapter 261:

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<ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->After the interrogation of the Agent concluded, Aiden and Kyle sat down for a late dinner.<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node>

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<ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->"Your sister isn't the only blood-kin incarcerated here. Every day when we procure meat from the slaughterhouse, we also get some fresh blood. Since it can't be stored long-term, the excess is used for cooking. We actually have blood sausage too," Aiden, sitting opposite him, replied calmly.<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node>

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<ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->"That's great. For blood-kin like me, the biggest daily worry is finding food. If all restaurants were like this, we wouldn't always have to seek out farms and slaughterhouses," Kyle shook his head, sighing. "People only remember that animal organs and blood are edible during times of poverty or war."<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node>

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<ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->"That's true," Aiden agreed. Blood-kin subsisted almost entirely on blood. Although The Covenant stipulated registered blood-kin could purchase blood through official channels, such channels weren't available everywhere. Sometimes, rule-abiding blood-kin faced more difficulty finding food than those who recklessly attacked humans. Even a high-lineage blood-kin like Kyle encountered numerous inconveniences in modern society. Rules weren't always perfect enough to ensure fairness for everyone.<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node>

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<ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->"What's wrong?" Aiden asked, passing him the water pitcher.<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node>

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<ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->Aiden had heard this joke in his previous life; similar jokes existed in this world too. But for the actual blood-kin living in this world, the joke probably wasn't very funny.<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node>

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<ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->"Not necessarily," Aiden realized he meant Abigail. "She still owes me a favor." The matter of the God of Death's Agent was resolved by them before Abigail needed to step in, leaving no opportunity for her. But conversely, the favor Abigail owed him... remained unpaid.<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node>

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<ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->"Then, regarding today's events, wouldn't you say you owe <!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->me<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----> a favor?" Kyle grinned.<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node>

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<ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->"We dealt with a common enemy together. Why should I owe you a favor?" Aiden chuckled back. "Although your sacrifice was greater... didn't I arrange for you and your sister to meet tomorrow?"<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node>

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<ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->"Working with you like this never yields any advantage," Kyle sighed again, but his expression quickly changed back to a smile. "Speaking of which, there's something I wanted to discuss with you. It's been so long since I saw my foolish sister, I want to pull a little something on her..."<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node>

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<ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->Kyle lowered his voice and explained his plan to Aiden.<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node>

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<ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->"...So?" Kyle sought his opinion after finishing.<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node>

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<ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->"Up to you, as long as you've thought through the consequences," Aiden gave a serious reply. "Just don't come crying to me if she cuts off ties afterward."<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node>

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<ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->"No problem. I slaved away for the Progenitor for twenty years on her behalf. Playing a little joke on her shouldn't be too excessive, right?" Kyle's face read 'I don't care'.<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node>

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<ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->"How does it feel working for the Progenitor? Or perhaps I should ask... what are your own thoughts?" Aiden asked casually.<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node>

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<ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->"I don't mind. The Progenitor is actually a decent boss, relatively speaking. As long as you complete the tasks he assigns, he doesn't interfere much with us. Since I've become blood-kin, I can only live like this. I never had any grand life ambitions anyway, just taking it one day at a time. Working for the Progenitor, ultimately, is just picking a side within the blood-kin," Kyle leaned back in his chair.<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node>

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<ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->"You're quite nonchalant about it," Aiden commented.<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node>

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<ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->"Speaking of which, Warden, you've basically picked a side now too," Kyle said cheerfully. "Arresting the God of Death's hound, cooperating with someone from the Progenitor's faction... From now on, you should be considered an ally of our Progenitor Faction."<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node>

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<ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->"This time, the Blood Moon Cult came looking for trouble themselves. This stance... I didn't really have a choice," Aiden replied calmly. "Honestly, I personally dislike getting involved in these kinds of things."<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node>

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<ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->"But you've had connections with the Blood Moon Cult since before, haven't you?" Kyle asked, somewhat curious about the topic Aiden brought up during the interrogation. "Who exactly is this 'Mr. Bloodcloth' you mentioned to the Agent?"<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node>

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<ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->"Just a fugitive from the past. Tried to assassinate me once. I've always wanted to bring him to justice," Aiden replied concisely. "As I said before, this Blood Moon Cult is no longer the same organization as the Death God Faction's Blood Moon Cult. It's not your concern."<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node>

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<ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->Kyle stared at Aiden for a long moment, then nodded in agreement. "That's true."<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node>

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<ms-cmark-node _ngcontent-ng-c2459883256="" _nghost-ng-c2459883256=""><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!---->Kyle picked up his cup and took a sip of water, recalling the voice he heard in his mind while sitting in the coffee shop earlier. He had lied to Aiden about one thing: he hadn't rushed over after hearing gunshots. At that time, he wasn't on the road but had already arrived early at the designated meeting spot, sitting deep inside the coffee shop, unaware of the commotion outside. What truly made him rush to the prison was a woman's voice suddenly appearing in his mind, ordering him to go to Rose Iron Prison immediately. Simultaneously with the voice, he felt a sharp pain as if his heart was being squeezed—he instantly understood the Progenitor was using the blood pact to remind him to obey this command.<!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----><!----></ms-cmark-node>

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