Breaking through the Core Area
The potion with a mixture of herbal and blood flowed down into Ophelia's throat. Within seconds, she felt a scorching warmth rising from her abdomen, spreading through her limbs.
The violent magical energy within the potion surged through her body, and the feeling of forcibly replenishing magic power was far from pleasant.
Despite the discomfort, she sensed her magic, previously suppressed by a barrier, skyrocketing in an instant.
The power of her Night kin returned.
Subsequently, she approached the door, beginning to pound on it with her bare hands, attempting to attract the attention of the prison guards.
The loud sounds echoed in the corridor, awakening the inmates who had already retired for the night. Disturbed by the sound, they began to loudly curse her.
The prison guards on duty, that was focused on the alarm bell ringing from the medical room, were now disturbed by the commotion. One of them emerged from a nearby cell and angrily shouted in the direction of Room Eight, "What's going on? Quiet! I told you to stop, do you hear?!"
Ophelia not only didn't cease, but intensified her assault on the cell door.
"Are you looking for trouble?"
The overseeing guard cursed and reached for the nearby pull rope, preparing to call the riot squad to drag the inmate to solitary confinement.
The riot squad arrived a few minutes later than expected. As the cell door gradually unlocked, five fully armed members stormed in.
"Which inmate is causing trouble?" one of the riot squad members inquired upon entering.
"Room Eight," the prison guard pointed towards the end of the corridor.
As the riot squad members Approaching, Ophelia seized the opportunity, biting into her fair wrist.
Crimson blood gushed out from the wound, transforming into a suspended red blade. With two swift slashes, she severed two bars, and taking advantage of the chaos, she burst out of the cell, appearing in the corridor.
In fact, she could have effortlessly broken through the cell door, the moment she regained her magic. However, she deliberately waited for the guards to summon the riot squad, relying on them to open the main gate.
The destruction of the cell door triggered the alarm in the core area.
Witnessing a red-alert level inmate suddenly rushing out, the riot squad members were dumbfounded—they had come to deal with unruly inmates and had never anticipated encountering a princes-level vampire who had recovered his magic power.
Ophelia was about to take out the guards before they could close the gate again, but suddenly, the shadows behind these guards seemed to boil and surged like a frenzy.
The guards, still focused on Ophelia, hadn't drawn their guns yet when countless dark claws emerged from their own shadows, grabbing their limbs and suspending them in mid-air.
Ophelia was startled for a moments, She recognized this spell—it was the specialty of the witch Dailey, and those black claws were the familiars she commanded.
"You made a wise choice," Ophelia remarked, turning around.
Dark claws stretched out from the inside of Room Twelve, grabbed the railing and bending them asunder. Witch Dailey calmly stepped out between the broken bars.
"With such a golden opportunity before me, I naturally couldn't resist," Dailey replied with a slight smile.
She waved her fingers, and the shadow familiars controlled by her claws stuffed the guards into the monitoring room. She then closed the door, and broke the lock.
"Perhaps you guys should release me first before indulging in conversation," interjected Meirujinu who was standing in room 13.
Although she excelled in magical potions, demonic contracts, and sealing arts, she lagged slightly in combat.
She couldn't break the sturdy cell door, but she knew Ophelia wouldn't leave her behind.
The prison break plan was orchestrated by her, and she alone knew the entire scheme.
"Step back," Ophelia instructed as she used her blade to cut through the bars,
allowing Meirujinu to walk out calmly. Meirujinu glanced back at Fei, the succubus who was sitting on the bed, dumbfounded.
"Interested in joining me? Miss Succubus," she casually extended an invitation.
Fei remained silent for a long moment, then nervously laid flat on the bed, and covering her head with a blanket. "I... I'm already sound asleep, i didn't see a thing."
Her short sentence implies she won't be involved in this prison break plan, given her short one-year sentence.
She's a succubus with no combat prowess; she'd probably be toast if things got heated.
Meirujinu casual suggestion wasn't pressed further, and she turned to Ophelia, gesturing towards Room Eleven, "let her out too".
"Are you sure she'll help us?" Ophelia still had some reservations, especially concerning Evangeline among the three inmates under Aiden's influence.
Dailey and Arsena were more communicative, but Evangeline's thoughts remained a mystery.
"Rest assured," Meirujinu replied confidently.
After a brief consideration, Ophelia manipulated the blood blades to cut open the bars of Room Eleven.
Evangeline appeared at the door, not immediately stepping out but scrutinizing the trio outside with caution.
At this moment, Meirujinu approached her with a smile and extended her hands. "Come, vanee!"
In an instant, memories flooded back, and Evangeline seemed to awaken abruptly. "Mom?"
"Come...., it's time to go home," Meirujinu opened her arms towards her.
Evangeline, looked at Meirujinu in daze, and hesitated for a moment.
The notion of her mother taking her out of this prison was bewildering.
And she faintly remembered Aiden's admonition not to leave the prison.
Seeing her indecision, Meirujinu extended her hand, and deepening her voice, "I'm letting you out, vanee."
In that moment, a hint of fear flashed in Evangeline's eyes.
Never defy her mother — the obedience that has been deeply ingrained in Evangeline since childhood, prompted her to reflexively step out of the cell, placing her slender but scar-ridden right hand on Meirujinu.
"Good girl!" Meirujinu smiled with narrowed eyes.
"Oh, so you're the witch Meirujinu," Dailey, holding her hands behind her back, and spoke softly from behind.
Though she was unfamiliar with Meirujinu, she knew a bit about her—a once-renowned witch expelled from the "Witch Gathering," turned into underworld figure, cultivating adopted children into assassins and becoming the clandestine queen of the assassin world.
Evangeline was Meirujinu most prized creation.
"Let's not dwell on these minor matters for now. The important thing is to escape this cage," Meirujinu said, leading Evangeline out of the cell.
"Someone's breaking out!"
"Boss, wait up!"
"Take me with you!"
Ignoring the other inmates' shouts to save time, the four proceeded to leave the core area.
Evangeline mechanically walked alongside Meirujinu, her eyes clouded with increasing confusion.
Breaking through the Core Area
The potion with a mixture of herbal and blood flowed down into Ophelia's throat. Within seconds, she felt a scorching warmth rising from her abdomen, spreading through her limbs.
The violent magical energy within the potion surged through her body, and the feeling of forcibly replenishing magic power was far from pleasant.
Despite the discomfort, she sensed her magic, previously suppressed by a barrier, skyrocketing in an instant.
The power of her Night kin returned.
Subsequently, she approached the door, beginning to pound on it with her bare hands, attempting to attract the attention of the prison guards.
The loud sounds echoed in the corridor, awakening the inmates who had already retired for the night. Disturbed by the sound, they began to loudly curse her.
The prison guards on duty, that was focused on the alarm bell ringing from the medical room, were now disturbed by the commotion. One of them emerged from a nearby cell and angrily shouted in the direction of Room Eight, "What's going on? Quiet! I told you to stop, do you hear?!"
Ophelia not only didn't cease, but intensified her assault on the cell door.
"Are you looking for trouble?"
The overseeing guard cursed and reached for the nearby pull rope, preparing to call the riot squad to drag the inmate to solitary confinement.
The riot squad arrived a few minutes later than expected. As the cell door gradually unlocked, five fully armed members stormed in.
"Which inmate is causing trouble?" one of the riot squad members inquired upon entering.
"Room Eight," the prison guard pointed towards the end of the corridor.
As the riot squad members Approaching, Ophelia seized the opportunity, biting into her fair wrist.
Crimson blood gushed out from the wound, transforming into a suspended red blade. With two swift slashes, she severed two bars, and taking advantage of the chaos, she burst out of the cell, appearing in the corridor.
In fact, she could have effortlessly broken through the cell door, the moment she regained her magic. However, she deliberately waited for the guards to summon the riot squad, relying on them to open the main gate.
The destruction of the cell door triggered the alarm in the core area.
Witnessing a red-alert level inmate suddenly rushing out, the riot squad members were dumbfounded—they had come to deal with unruly inmates and had never anticipated encountering a princes-level vampire who had recovered his magic power.
Ophelia was about to take out the guards before they could close the gate again, but suddenly, the shadows behind these guards seemed to boil and surged like a frenzy.
The guards, still focused on Ophelia, hadn't drawn their guns yet when countless dark claws emerged from their own shadows, grabbing their limbs and suspending them in mid-air.
Ophelia was startled for a moments, She recognized this spell—it was the specialty of the witch Dailey, and those black claws were the familiars she commanded.
"You made a wise choice," Ophelia remarked, turning around.
Dark claws stretched out from the inside of Room Twelve, grabbed the railing and bending them asunder. Witch Dailey calmly stepped out between the broken bars.
"With such a golden opportunity before me, I naturally couldn't resist," Dailey replied with a slight smile.
She waved her fingers, and the shadow familiars controlled by her claws stuffed the guards into the monitoring room. She then closed the door, and broke the lock.
"Perhaps you guys should release me first before indulging in conversation," interjected Meirujinu who was standing in room 13.
Although she excelled in magical potions, demonic contracts, and sealing arts, she lagged slightly in combat.
She couldn't break the sturdy cell door, but she knew Ophelia wouldn't leave her behind.
The prison break plan was orchestrated by her, and she alone knew the entire scheme.
"Step back," Ophelia instructed as she used her blade to cut through the bars,
allowing Meirujinu to walk out calmly. Meirujinu glanced back at Fei, the succubus who was sitting on the bed, dumbfounded.
"Interested in joining me? Miss Succubus," she casually extended an invitation.
Fei remained silent for a long moment, then nervously laid flat on the bed, and covering her head with a blanket. "I... I'm already sound asleep, i didn't see a thing."
Her short sentence implies she won't be involved in this prison break plan, given her short one-year sentence.
She's a succubus with no combat prowess; she'd probably be toast if things got heated.
Meirujinu casual suggestion wasn't pressed further, and she turned to Ophelia, gesturing towards Room Eleven, "let her out too".
"Are you sure she'll help us?" Ophelia still had some reservations, especially concerning Evangeline among the three inmates under Aiden's influence.
Dailey and Arsena were more communicative, but Evangeline's thoughts remained a mystery.
"Rest assured," Meirujinu replied confidently.
After a brief consideration, Ophelia manipulated the blood blades to cut open the bars of Room Eleven.
Evangeline appeared at the door, not immediately stepping out but scrutinizing the trio outside with caution.
At this moment, Meirujinu approached her with a smile and extended her hands. "Come, vanee!"
In an instant, memories flooded back, and Evangeline seemed to awaken abruptly. "Mom?"
"Come...., it's time to go home," Meirujinu opened her arms towards her.
Evangeline, looked at Meirujinu in daze, and hesitated for a moment.
The notion of her mother taking her out of this prison was bewildering.
And she faintly remembered Aiden's admonition not to leave the prison.
Seeing her indecision, Meirujinu extended her hand, and deepening her voice, "I'm letting you out, vanee."
In that moment, a hint of fear flashed in Evangeline's eyes.
Never defy her mother — the obedience that has been deeply ingrained in Evangeline since childhood, prompted her to reflexively step out of the cell, placing her slender but scar-ridden right hand on Meirujinu.
"Good girl!" Meirujinu smiled with narrowed eyes.
"Oh, so you're the witch Meirujinu," Dailey, holding her hands behind her back, and spoke softly from behind.
Though she was unfamiliar with Meirujinu, she knew a bit about her—a once-renowned witch expelled from the "Witch Gathering," turned into underworld figure, cultivating adopted children into assassins and becoming the clandestine queen of the assassin world.
Evangeline was Meirujinu most prized creation.
"Let's not dwell on these minor matters for now. The important thing is to escape this cage," Meirujinu said, leading Evangeline out of the cell.
"Someone's breaking out!"
"Boss, wait up!"
"Take me with you!"
Ignoring the other inmates' shouts to save time, the four proceeded to leave the core area.
Evangeline mechanically walked alongside Meirujinu, her eyes clouded with increasing confusion.
