The warden who guards the witches

In the evening, after sending people to run around for a while, the prison finally gathered all the materials that Mirujinu requested.

Mirujinu began to direct the scene: "I'm going to prepare the medicine now, you guys make preparations here. Her clothes are not good, it's better to take them off... at the very least, she has to change into a skirt. When she transforms into a monster, her legs will stick together and become a snake tail, and there can't be anything covering her legs, so the shackles must be removed... yes, the underwear must also be taken off."

"It seems that we'd better avoid it first." Aiden stood up from the chair when he heard this, and signaled to the other male prison guards and riot police to leave with him, "Frenda, you watch the scene."

"Understood."

When Aiden was about to go out, Mirujinu reminded him from behind: "Warden, you'd better call some more capable people to watch the scene, this number is not enough for safety."

"Hmm? What will happen to this operation?" Aiden turned his head.

"People who transform into monsters will become very violent. In her current mental state, I'm afraid she has no willpower to resist the control of wildness. If something unexpected happens, I can't bear it." Miru Jinu explained.

"Is that so." Aiden turned his head to look at Flanda and asked, "Is Veronica here?"

Veronica has now become the combat power among the prison guards. She mostly works night shifts. Normally, she should have clocked in at this time.

"Veronica is on the day shift today and has gone home a long time ago. Today is..." Flanda answered blankly.

"Ah, it's the full moon!" Aiden suddenly remembered.

When a werewolf sees a full moon, the wildness in its body will surge rapidly and it is easy to get out of control. Therefore, no matter which country it is, it is strictly stipulated that registered werewolves must abide by the house arrest order on the full moon night of each month.

Today is a full moon, and Veronica will only work the day shift these two days.

"Then let's change someone." Aiden thought for a moment, "Let me know when you're done here."

More than ten minutes later, the infirmary was finally ready.

"It's ready, you can come in." Mirujinu shouted to the outside.

Aiden pushed the door open, followed by the witch Daly who was brought in from the core area.

In front of them was Prescia, who was wearing a simple cotton dress and was forced to lie prone on an operating table like a fish on a chopping board.

The reason why it was said to be forced was that her body and legs were firmly tied to the operating table with iron chains and belts.

"You...what are you going to do!?" Prescia looked uneasy, and seemed to want to break free.

But now she was so weak that it was difficult to even twist her body, let alone struggle. This kind of restraint method could never be broken free by human power.

"Prescia!?" Daly, who came into the infirmary, was startled, and her reaction was much more obvious than that of Mirujinu.

Prescia turned her head and looked at her with a blank expression.

"You, don't recognize me?" Daley was a little surprised.

"You, seem to be... who?"

Precia responded weakly, as if she had a little bit of déjà vu impression of Daley, but still couldn't remember who the other person was.

"She has lost her memory." Aiden explained to her, "She has lost her memory completely. She couldn't even remember her own name at first. Do you know her?"

"Let's just say... we have some acquaintance." Daley quickly regained her composure, "How did she become like this?"

"It is said that she was hit by a magic-devouring bullet fired by the Inquisitor when she was casting a spell, and the magic backfired, erasing all her memories." Aiden explained simply, "She is now suspected of swallowing a foreign object and can't excrete it. Mirujinu is going to use medicine to make her temporarily transform into a monster and then spit it out herself. What you have to do is to suppress her when she becomes violent, do you understand?"

"Transform into a monster..." Daley turned her eyes to Mirujinu who was preparing potions on the side, "Could that be...'Lamia's beast transformation medicine'?"

Lamia - Hearing this name, Aiden subconsciously searched for the information in his memory in his mind.

Witch Lamia, known as the "Potion Queen", the Inquisition does not have much information about her. This witch's name was quite active more than a hundred years ago, and many of her legends are still used as creative materials by today's writers.

However, there are still many magical potions claiming to be made by Lamia circulating in black markets or underground auctions everywhere. Of course, few people believe that these potions were made by the "Lamia" more than a hundred years ago. More people tend to believe that the "Lamia" who is still active is just another witch who has stolen or inherited the title of the Potion Queen.

"You are very knowledgeable." Mirujinu smiled knowingly.

"Her beast medicine has basically not been circulated outside. Did you find a way to research it yourself?" Daly asked.

"No, it was taught to me by 'she' herself." Mirujinu smiled, "Although it is only an incomplete version, this medicine is a genuine formula from Lamia's hands."

"Are you Lamia's apprentice?" Daly looked a little surprised.

"That's right."

"But Lamia seems to have never accepted any disciples..." Daly looked at Mirujinu suspiciously.

"You're wrong. She accepted many students in succession, but none of them succeeded in becoming a disciple. I was expelled from the sect halfway through, and as for the others, they were either poisoned to death by her drug experiments or eaten by her." Mirujinu corrected.

"Eat it?"

"In terms of imparting knowledge, she is actually a pretty good teacher. She will teach her students everything she knows. But her knowledge is too dangerous. Some people go crazy after learning it, and some people want to follow her old path, but they lose control after transforming into monsters. In order to take responsibility, she "dealt with" these people one by one."

"I see, it's really her style." Daly nodded.

Aiden looked back and forth at them. The conversation between the two witches can obviously extract a lot of information, but now it seems that there is not so much time for them to chat.

He coughed dryly and interrupted: "Start when you are ready. The patient is still here like a dried fish."

"Okay." Miru Jinu leaned over and began to inject Precia with the potion, "Relax, you will be fine soon."

Not long after the injection, Precia began to react.

"Um... It hurts... It hurts so much." Precia frowned and groaned, with cold sweat all over her forehead.

"Your body is about to be reborn, it's normal to feel pain." Mirujinu said in a professional tone, "and it will hurt more later."

"Ouch...don't..."

The pain seemed to become more intense. Precia turned her head uncomfortably and turned her eyes to the left where Daley and Aiden were standing, trying to stretch out her left hand that was handcuffed to the edge of the operating table.

"What are you doing?" Aiden stared at her and asked.

"She wants someone to hold her hand." Mirujinu explained, looking at Daley standing there, "After all, she must be very uncertain now."