Chapter 103:
The Pure Witch
"Is it the one who became famous over a hundred years ago?" Aiden confirmed with Melusine, "Is she still alive?"
"She's doing well. Challenging death is not only a topic studied by witches but also by all dark magicians. Necromancy is one of the byproducts of studying this subject," Melusine whispered softly. "Moreover, necromancers only seek to control life and death, while witches challenge death to prolong their limited lives and strive for time to delve into endless knowledge."
"Heh, so you're saying witches are merely scholars engaged in scientific research?" Aiden lifted his teacup and took a sip. "It sounds like all of you were innocent when you were arrested."
He was somewhat dissatisfied with Melusine explanation. Witches indeed pursued forbidden knowledge, but it was wrong to say that all witches were solely seeking knowledge.
Most witches were imprisoned not only for practicing black magic. There were numerous cases of witches using forbidden knowledge to engage in illegal businesses, manufacturing and selling illicit drugs, trafficking humans, theft, and robbery to gain profits.
Melusine herself was the most typical example. She used the knowledge she gained as a witch to train assassins and sell magical potions, thereby gaining power and wealth in the underworld.
Upon hearing Aiden's sarcasm, Melusine simply smiled to himself. "Indeed, some witches... including myself, use forbidden knowledge to seek more benefits. That's why we haven't gained the recognition of those witches who purely pursue knowledge. My teacher has complained more than once, saying that I am talented but not pure enough. I enjoy worldly power and wealth more than pursuing knowledge as the ultimate goal. That's precisely why I will always be one step away from becoming the great witch recognized by Abigail."
"Is that why she expelled you from the school?"
"No, it's because I used her name to sell magical potions. It's something witches often do, but it's explicitly forbidden by the 'Witch Gathering,'" Melusine shrugged. "She was furious, so I got expelled."
"Alright, so this is a Token that only top witches recognized by Abigail can obtain. If you have it, you can meet Abigail herself..." Aiden tried to summarize the information provided by Melusine, "But how is this thing used? Can it be used to enter the Sabbath Forest and find Abigail's residence?"
Aiden realized that he would probably have to hand over this so-called "Proof of the Great Witch" to the Inquisition Bureau, but they would surely demand information about it.
With Priscilla having lost her memories completely and Dailey unable to reveal anything, Melusine was now the only relatively reliable source of information. For Aiden, it would be best to clarify these details at once and then present everything together. It seemed much easier that way.
But this time, Melusine shrugged with both hands open, "I don't know about this matter, nor have I held it. You should ask her."
Melusine raised her hand and pointed at Dailey.
"But she can't speak." Aiden glanced at Dailey, then turned to Melusine, "You said she has an 'unspeakable contract' with her. Can you cancel it?"
Melusine was not only skilled in potions. She had broken the demonic contract that Aiden had imposed on Dailey back then.
"In jest, I am indeed skilled in that, but challenging a 'top witch' would be overestimating my abilities. The contract she signed may still contain some hidden backlash traps," Melusine said without hesitation. She waved his hand and said, "I'm sorry, but I refuse."
It seems that obtaining more information is no longer possible, Aiden thought to himself.
Just then, there was a knock on the door from outside.
"What is it?" Aiden asked.
Franda's voice came from outside the door, "Warden, there's someone at the reception claiming to be a inquisitor from the Inquisition bureau. She says she has an urgent matter to discuss with you."
"directly to me?" Aiden furrowed his brow slightly.
He hadn't reported Priscilla situation to the Inquisition Bureau yet. Now, suddenly, someone from the Bureau had arrived. Could it be that someone had suddenly noticed Priscilla issue?
Regardless, they didn't follow the formal procedures step by step but came directly to me. This person who visited must be someone who knows me.
"What kind of person is she?" he asked casually.
"This person didn't have any official documents or identification, so the receptionist asked her to register her name. She introduced herself as Rebecca Shawn."
"Rebecca?" Aiden was surprised.
Rebecca was still recovering from her injuries, so why would she suddenly come to him as an inquisitor?
Moreover, he had just visited Rebecca this morning...
Aiden thought for a moment and replied, "Have the receptionist take her to the interview room. I'll go there to meet her."
"Alright."
Aiden stood up from his seat and glanced back and forth between Dailey and Melusine. "Alright, you can go back to your cell."
There was no useful information to inquire about anyway.
A few minutes later, he personally entered the room where prisoners and visitors meet. Rebecca was waiting on the other side of the glass partition, looking somewhat anxious.
"You came suddenly, is there something wrong?" Aiden asked straightforwardly.
"Aiden..." Rebecca looked at him solemnly, "I went to the Inquisition today and heard that Priscilla was brought here early due to a sudden illness. Is it true?"
"Forget it, the Inquisition has caused me a lot of trouble. I haven't even had a chance to complain to the old man..." Aiden took a deep breath, then frowned and looked at Rebecca. "You're still recovering from your injuries, right? Is it necessary for you to come here specifically for this?"
"After all, I'm the one who caught her... She also made me lose my memory. The only memory I have of my work is catching her. Isn't it normal for me to be concerned and follow up?" Rebecca replied nonchalantly, "Priscilla, how is she now?"
"It's a foreign object in the gastrointestinal tract. Do you have any clues about it?" Aiden asked casually.
"Um..." Rebecca hesitated for a moment and shook her head, "Sorry, I really have no recollection of it."
This is normal. If Rebecca knew and remembered that Priscilla had swallowed something she carried with her when pushed into a desperate situation, the Inquisition would not be unaware of this situation.
"Since it's a foreign object in the gastrointestinal tract, it can't be resolved using the prison's medical facilities." Rebecca suddenly asked, "Did you take her to the hospital?"
"No..."
Aiden was about to answer when Rebecca suddenly raised her voice, "Why didn't you? This thing needs to be dealt with immediately. If there's a perforation, it could be fatal!"
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