Chapter 612: Chapter 611: The Succubus Released from Prison_1
A week later, on a certain night at the Rose Iron Prison.
Veronica made her way to the core area of the cells, coming directly to cell number thirteen and knocked on the iron-barred door.
"Prisoner 3307, have you packed your things?" Veronica asked, staring into the cell.
"I donât need these things anymore, Iâll leave them to this buddy here," said Fille, who had been waiting in the cell for a long time, as she got down from the bed and pointed at her cellmate, the pirate Annie.
"Who the hell would want your shameless crap?!" Annie yelled, eyes wide.
"Have you hidden contraband again?" Veronica narrowed her eyes.
"Hahaha, no way, donât listen to her nonsense!" Fille quickly gathered her belongings, held them together, and stood at the door.
"Letâs go home," said Veronica expressionlessly as she opened the door, letting her walk ahead.
"Hey, Missy here is heading home, arenât you sisters going to see me off?" Fille shouted in the corridor.
The corridor fell silent, as only a few cells nearby cast impatient glances at her.
"Damn, doesnât anyone have a bit of sentiment?" Fille complained.
"Shut up already, youâre going to be back soon anyway, whatâs the point in sending you off!" Camilla suddenly shouted out.
Her shout triggered a wave of laughter as everyone started to tease her:
"Hey trafficker, how many days are you out this time?"
"Remember to bring me back a pack of cigarettes when you return."
"Donât worry, no matter how far you go, this place will always be your home!"
Now there finally seemed to be a bit of a send-off atmosphere, and the prison inside and out was filled with lively air.
"You all better not jinx me; next time I definitely wonât get caught!" Fille retorted disdainfully as she made her way to the exit.
"Wonât get caught? Shouldnât you be more concerned with keeping yourself from committing crimes?" Veronica frowned.
"Just jokinâ around, big sis," Fille said with a flattering smile.
"Just change out of your prison clothes at the gate and complete the registration," Veronica instructed with a businesslike tone.
"I know, I know," Fille was quite familiar with the process.
"Donât come back in," Veronica said.
"How come Lord Aiden didnât come to see me off?"
"Heâs still in the office dealing with paperwork, heâll lecture you a bit at the gate later," Veronica replied.
"Hehe, coming all the way to see me off, Lord Aiden really does care about me, huh?" Fille said gleefully.
"..." Veronica remained silent.
Seeing no comeback from the other side, Fille turned around somewhat uneasily, "Hey, big sis, donât give me the silent treatment. It makes me feel like youâre considering knocking me off from behind so you can have Lord Aiden all to yourself."
"Stop talking so much, your succubus friends are all waiting for you outside," Veronica said expressionlessly.
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"I mean, come on, big sis, whatâs with you lately, youâve been so gloomy," Fille couldnât hold back anymore, "and the atmosphere between you and Lord Aiden is weird too, did something happen between you two?"
"Donât speculate," Veronica said coldly.
"I am a psychology expert, okay? Every time you saw Lord Aiden before, you could not help but smile up thirty degrees, looking so happy. But lately, the vibe between you two... seems to have become a lot more polite, especially you, youâre clearly not as passionate as before... Oh my damn, wait a minute, you didnât get rejected when you confessed, did you!" Fille blurted out her conclusion on her own.
"I didnât confess my feelings, nor would I do anything to make him feel uncomfortable," Veronica replied nonchalantly.
"What do you mean?"
"Heâs not in the mood to think about that kind of thing right now," Veronica said, "Heâs got himself tangled up in some issues, I canât be of much help, and he doesnât want me in danger..."
At this point, she suddenly stopped talking, realizing she shouldnât say too much to this succubus, but she really wanted to confide in someone.
Ever since Aiden entrusted her with matters concerning his absence, she felt something oppressive at the bottom of her heart, restless and confusing, which made her somewhat lost.
Then, as if by some demonâs whim, she quietly added one more sentence: "Maybe, he never really considered me in that way."
"Did he tell you that?" Fille asked.
"Some things donât have to be said out loud," Veronica replied, getting a little irritated with herself for talking too much.
"I told you that you shouldâve used my method," Fille said loudly, "If I had your strength, Iâd have pushed down the man I wanted a long time ago! People should release their desires; otherwise, theyâre bound to run into trouble sooner or later."
"Youâre the one whoâs overindulged, and also, shut up." Veronica didnât want to continue the conversation anymore.
"Sigh, youâre such a fool," Fille shook her head, then thought for a moment, "So is Lord Aiden."
The two then continued on in silence, and upon nearing the entrance, Fille was delighted to see Aiden actually standing there.
"Hehe, Lord Aiden!" Fille exclaimed excitedly, opening her arms wide, "Letâs have a big hug before I go!!"
"Go change your clothes and then roll out of this gate smoothly," Aiden pointed outside, "and donât come back."
"Youâll miss me after Iâm gone, wonât you?" Fille said with a giggle.
"I canât wait to set off fireworks to celebrate, celebrate that the prison is one troublemaker less," Aiden smiled.
"Hey, youâre free tonight, right? Itâs a memorable day of release, letâs go have a drink!" Fille suggested with a meaningful smile and then lowered her voice, "We could have a few rounds, then go find some fun."
After saying this, she glanced at Veronica, who would normally have glared at her by now, but this time Veronica was completely expressionless.
"This is your fifth time, whatâs so special about this anniversary? Iâve got a night shift to work, so no thanks." Aiden refused without hesitation, "If this were your last time getting out, then it might be worth commemorating."
"How boring," Fille pouted.
"With the amount of money youâve donated for a commutation, you have more money than you could ever spend," Aiden started to lecture seriously, "After you get out, donât go back to doing the kind of work youâre not allowed to do. You could open another kind of store... itâs possible, isnât it?"
"Okay, okay, I got it already." Fille covered her ears, "Iâm going to change my clothes."
Aiden looked at Veronica, signaling her to take Fille to change.
Veronica nodded in understanding, then calmly said, "By the way, Chief, tomorrow..."
"Tomorrow night is the full moon, right, I know. Theyâve already reported to me about the shift change," Aiden nodded.
"Right," Veronica nodded.
Fille turned back, sensing a somewhat different atmosphere from the past. She looked at Veronica, then at Aiden, and spoke up, "Lord Aiden."
"Hmm?" Aiden turned his gaze towards her.
"Idiot," Fille suddenly said.
"Youâve gotten bold," Aiden was slightly surprised; this was the first time Fille had spoken to him in such a manner.
"Youâre too strict with rules, not knowing how to live as you please. Youâll regret it later," Fille turned her head back, waving her hand at him over her shoulder.
"Youâre the one whoâs lived too much to your whims," Aiden commented dryly.