Feeding Pigeons in the Square

Experiencing life as a warden in a different world is quite the journey, to say the least.

Thieves, pirates, assassins, master deceivers, terrorists... Werewolves, vampires, witches, necromancers, succubi... Welcome to the Rose Iron Prison, where the most dangerous witches from around the world are gathered.

"I am determined to make this the best model prison in the world!" declared a prison guard who had crossed over to this alternate realm.

"Warden, there's been another jailbreak!"

"Bring them back and throw them into solitary confinement."

Today at the Rose Iron Prison, it's another peaceful day.

The warden remarked, "I'm just diligently managing my prison, how did I become a big shot in a different world?"

The Warden of Sexy Witches

Having finished this diary entry, Aiden inexplicably felt a chill run down his spine.


Why does the content of this diary feel... like it's heading in the direction of a horror story?


Melindale, the goddess of love, who once wielded the scepter of "Desire", wasn't completely killed by the god of death, but left a wisp of a resentful soul attached to the nameless witch's body and then began to erode the other's consciousness, preparing to take over her body...


Is this... possession? Is this also a power of "Desire"?


Full of doubts, Aiden immediately shifted his gaze to the next page on the right:


"I haven't slept all night, neither able to sleep nor daring to do so.


I always feel that once I fall asleep, Melindale's consciousness will take over my body.


I don't know what exactly she wants to do...


After much deliberation, it seems that the only way is for me to become the controller myself to resist this erosion.


Chapter 183: Don't Trust the Gods_1