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The Warden of Sexy Witches

Experiencing life as a warden in a different world is quite the journey, to say the least. Thieves, pirates, assassins, master deceivers, terrorists... Werewolves, vampires, witches, necromancers, succubi... Welcome to the Rose Iron Prison, where the most dangerous witches from around the world are gathered. "I am determined to make this the best model prison in the world!" declared a prison guard who had crossed over to this alternate realm. "Warden, there's been another jailbreak!" "Bring them back and throw them into solitary confinement." Today at the Rose Iron Prison, it's another peaceful day. The warden remarked, "I'm just diligently managing my prison, how did I become a big shot in a different world?"

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Chapter 260: The Defector of the Blood Moon Cult_1

Based on Aiden's conjecture, Mr. RedCloth must have extracted a large number of human followers from the already declining Blood Moon Cult to serve as his pawns; that's why he acted under the flag of the Blood Moon Cult.

From the performance just now, it was obvious that the Reaper's proxy also harbored deep hatred for Mr. RedCloth.

Clarifying one's own position could perhaps tease out information about Mr. RedCloth from the other party.

"You are also an enemy of my master," the proxy replied coldly.

"I actually don't have much of a grudge with your master, strictly speaking it's you who insisted on provoking me." Aiden shrugged, "Coming to my city to kill, aiming to abduct prisoners from my jail, and in the end, attempting to murder my subordinates... You go around killing and making enemies, so it wouldn't be unjust if you ended up killed by anyone, right? Even Death itself is truly unlucky to have stumbled upon such a planless proxy like you."