The Warden of The Wi Chapter 267:

Chapter 267:

Chapter 267: Pirates Miles Away

Half an hour later, Aiden sat in his office, picking out the letter Kyle ntioned from the Warden's mailbox deliveries. The white envelope had gilded floral patterns on its corners, and the dark red wax seal bore a noble family crest. This elaborate style suggested the claim that Blood Progenitor Azrael ca from nobility was likely true.

Wearing gloves, Aiden used a letter opener to slice open the envelope and pulled out the letter inside.

"To the Esteed Warden,

Thank you for your assistance this ti..."

Aiden's eyes scanned quickly, skipping the initial pleasantries and jumping to the later part. Then, his eyes widened.

"...From the description, I surmise the power Your Excellency wields belongs to the 'Order' Authority. I imagine Your Excellency retains interest in Authorities. I can provide so useful information as a token of my gratitude."

It seed Kyle, having arrived on the scene during yesterday's battle with the God of Death's Agent, had observed so effects of his power and found a way to inform the Progenitor. The Progenitor, recognizing the "Order" Authority, had imdiately guessed the power Aiden used.

Useful information...

Aiden imdiately read on—

"The sole Authority of Order is a blank, leather-bound book known as the Codex Anverus. It passed through my hands in the past, eventually traded by

to a pirate. That pirate later controlled the entire White Gull Sea, revered by the pirates of the Still Sea as the Pirate King. After his death, the Codex Anverus circulated among various pirate factions. According to my intelligence network, the Codex Anverus should now be in the hands of the pirate Navie Drake, who occupies Red Shark Island.

I hope this information proves useful to Your Excellency. I look forward to continuing this mutually beneficial relationship in the future."

The final signature was Azrael.

Reading this, Aiden quickly searched his mory for related information. Controlled the White Gull Sea, revered by the Still Sea pirates as the Pirate King... Wasn't that... Ryan Gott, the Pirate King active in the Still Sea between the northern and southern continents five hundred years ago?

Aiden frowned, thinking. The Progenitor had indeed sent significant intelligence. The sole Authority of "Order" was very valuable to him right now. This information was likely not false; it was hard to imagine the dignified Blood Progenitor bothering to use false intel to provoke conflict between him and so pirate. If the Progenitor had a grudge against this pirate, sending a blood-kin Prince to eliminate them would suffice.

But, seizing the sole Authority from pirates? The autonomous state was landlocked, while Red Shark Island was near the Coral Peninsula north of the continent, with the entire Dragonspine Empire in between. Rose Iron Prison and a pirate crew far to the north were practically unrelated. Given Aiden's position and circumstances, going to Red Shark Island to subjugate pirates and seize the sole Authority was simply unrealistic. Of course, the Empire was also a signatory to The Covenant. If this pirate leader were captured, it was possible he could be extradited to the autonomous state for imprisonnt. However, judging by the na, this pirate was likely male. Even if imprisoned, he should be sent to Thorn Iron Prison.

Aiden scratched his head. Even if he wanted to obtain the sole Authority now, there seed to be no feasible way... He could only shelve the idea for now. He wasn't in a particular hurry either; for him, acquiring Divine Utterances took precedence over obtaining the sole Authority. If the sole Authority couldn't be 'digested,' it could only be used as an item with special properties.

philia had advised him to visit lissa's divination shop today, but he had other plans. In the early hours of the morning, the Witches' Coven had delivered a bag of materials directly outside Rose Iron Prison—such astonishing delivery speed, Aiden guessed, was likely achieved through Hasbinis flight magic.

Aiden glanced at the wall clock, checked the ti, stood up, and left his office. After receiving the first batch of materials, he imdiately arranged for one workshop in the textile factory to use them to produce the first trial products. Before launching them on the market, he planned to have the inmates in Rose Iron Prison test the products. And now, he was going to inspect the production progress.

He took the rcury golem, which had been standing like a statue in the corner, and went to the textile factory where the inmates worked. He first made a round, finally arriving outside the core area's textile workshop, peering inside through the window on the wall.

The guard on duty in this workshop today was Veronica, working a rare day shift, partnered with Isabella. At this mont, all inmates in the workshop were engrossed in their work; no one noticed the face appearing outside the workshop window. Veronica, having sharper senses, imdiately noticed soone outside. She glanced at Aiden, her gaze lingering on her superior's face for a second before quickly returning to the workshop interior. She subtly nudged Isabella, who was leaning against the wall yawning, with her elbow. Isabella followed her gaze, noticed their superior outside the window, straightened up imdiately, and consciously returned to her post in the opposite corner.

Aiden carefully observed the scene. On the first day of making this new product, most were still unfamiliar with it, but the progress was acceptable.

After a while, Veronica checked the clock and called out, "First row." This was to organize inmates for bathroom breaks in batches. Inmates leaving their cells generally had to report to a guard regardless of where they went to the toilet. In the workshop, to save ti and facilitate managent, guards arranged for inmates to go to the toilet in batches at fixed tis.

The inmates on the first production line stood up and ford a queue.

Just then, Aiden noticed an inmate in the corner pick up the product she was working on during this break and say sothing across the aisle to Ophelia, seated to her left. Inmate workstations were generally fixed. This inmate was the main instigator of the fight with Ophelia in the workshop not long ago. Judging by her expression, she seed to be mocking Ophelia.

Trouble brewing again—that was Aiden's first reaction. This inmate clearly knew Ophelia's current situation and was setting her up. Given Ophelia's impulsive and irritable nature, she would likely start fighting on the spot again. Ophelia had just had her observation period ended early as a special reward for ritorious service; getting into another fight so soon would imdiately revert her status.

He saw anger visibly accumulating on Ophelia's face. He picked up his whistle, put it to his lips, ready to blow it the mont Ophelia stood up.

However, contrary to his expectations, Ophelia ultimately didn't lunge at the other inmate. Instead, she raised one hand high and shouted towards Veronica, "Officer, this bitch is provoking

with racial slurs! Are you going to do sothing about it or not?"

Aiden paused, the whistle held in his mouth dropping back into his hand. That Ophelia... actually didn't resort to violence? She was starting to follow the rules?