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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 529: Lady of the Fresh Flowers_1

Rose Iron Prison, core area, prison guards' cafeteria.

"I'm done eating, and I still have to stand wind post duty, so I'll leave first," Veronica said, expressionlessly picking up her tray.

"Oh... okay, bye," said the young prison guard, Isabella, sitting opposite her, forcing a smile and waving her hand.

Just as Veronica left her seat, she came face to face with Flandre, the warden, who was carrying her tray.

"Ah, finished eating, have you?" Flandre greeted her with a smile.

But Veronica didn't notice her and walked straight past her.

"Veronica?" Flandre couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed.

"Ah," Veronica suddenly realized and turned her head, apologizing in a fluster, "Sorry, Warden, I was just... I was thinking about something."

"No worries, have you been too tired from the overtime recently?" Flandre asked with concern, noticing that the other wasn't quite herself.

"I'm okay," Veronica managed a forced smile and walked away with her tray.