Witch containment diary

Zhang Su pushed Yoshio Akazawa into the clean area. She struggled desperately, but with little effect.

See you again, Jia Shi. Zhang Su thought.

It was very troublesome to discipline the wild girl in her previous life. Now she has to do it all over again to get her used to the rules of An Yin Home.

Stand still! Zhang Su said seriously.

Akasawa Jiayo stared at Zhang Su fiercely, refusing to give an inch.

Zhang Su knew her situation clearly.

The 20th teacher of Shuzhu-ryu swordsmanship, an honorary priest of the Dongming Swordsmanship Alliance, a witch of the war path who broke the rank once, and an out-and-out master of swordsmanship.

Due to erosion, Yoshio Akazawa went berserk overnight and began looking for someone to declare war on.

She didn't see the enemy at first, but she could see the heavy burden of Dongming Kingdom.

The people's livelihood is in decline, the Prime Minister covers the sky with one hand, and the plutocrats are full of fat. In the name of fighting the devil, the human defense plan has taken away most of the resources, forcing generations of people to embark on the battlefield.

Gradually, Akazawa Yoshiyo realized where the enemy was.

The enemy is not the devil from hell, but Prime Minister Nagai Hikoshiro, the cabinet ministers who are lying on their faces, and the human defense plan itself!

So she embarked on the road of hunting the country, determined to eliminate the long-standing evils, get rid of the heavy burden of human defense plans on the heads of the people, and open up a new path.

God damn it!

She led the crowd to maim a number of Eastern Sinners in her heart. In the end, Akazawa Yoshio was arrested and imprisoned. After one year of detention, she was transferred to a hospital.

This is An An Hospital. From now on, your life hangs in my hands. Zhang Su said in a deep voice.

Akazawa Jiayo gritted his teeth and stared at Zhang Su.

Her white hair is disheveled, her blood-red eyes are full of unyielding color, her body is slender and tortured, but thanks to years of swordsmanship training, she still looks thin and strong.

Even though he was wrapped in the prison jumpsuit of New Tokyo Witch Prison and the collar was tightly clasped around his neck, Akazawa Yoshio's head never hung down.

You're a running dog, what are you going to do? Akasawa Jiashi spat, and Zhang Su avoided it.

Check for contraband. Zhang Su started.

Akazawa Yoshiyo was suddenly startled and trembled from the search.

——The hair...can't...are you looking for death? Stop——who allows you——! The ribs...don't go any further!

She tried her best to defend, but she had been weakened on the way here, so it was difficult to resist. Every place she thought was safe or hidden was inspected!

Everything is done with the precision of a surgical operation.

Even though I am a prisoner of the witch class, this is the first time this has happened!

——Won't lose!

Yoshiyo Akazawa is patient.

He is a hero trying to save Dongming, and he must not suffer defeat in a place like this.

What is this? Zhang Su studied carefully. He picked out a sharp object, and sure enough! Still the same place!

[Memory Drip Edge: A wet blade one finger wide, from the only place where Yoshio Akazawa can hide items]

...I can kill you with this thing, and it won't take a second. Akazawa Yoshiyo sneered.

Anxinyuan has strict laws and regulations and will not let you take advantage of it. Zhang Su put away the blade.

In her previous life, she failed to conduct a sufficient search for Yoshiyo Akazawa, and as a result, she injured someone with a blade the next day, causing serious injuries. For a witch of this level, nothing can be done too much.

Zhang Su took away Akasawa Yoshiyo's old clothes, threw them aside, and then pushed her to stand against the wall.

Then he took out the high-pressure water pipe from under the faucet and aimed it at Akazawa Yoshiyo.

Akazawa Yoshiyo has not yet recovered from the previous troubles.

rush!

The high-pressure water flow hit her. She gritted her teeth and took half a step back. Then she tensed her nerves and stood up straight.

I'm going to kill you! I swear! I will definitely kill you! Her scream was drowned in the sound of rushing water.

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Zhang Su dragged Yoshio Akazawa to the drying area.

Ouch! Katie threw talcum powder at her, and then prepared a new cotton prison uniform.

Although Ruizi has left, the two years of work have left hundreds of staff uniforms, prison uniforms, etc. for Anxin Hospital, which is really convenient.

The extreme anger made Akazawa Yoshiyo calm down.

She calmly glanced around, ready to kill the others.

Don't think bad things... I'll bite you! Katie could tell the anger overflowing from Akasawa Yoshio and bared her teeth.

The idiot who can only use his teeth, the 'Beast' path is indeed the easiest witch to be hunted. Akazawa Yoshiyo said calmly.

I hope you can break free from the chain around your neck. Use your magic power to fight me openly... Then you will know what it feels like to be disemboweled. Katie challenged in a hoarse voice.

Akazawa Yoshiyo closed her eyes, her heart still.

This little shabby shelter wants to imprison the number one female swordsman in Kanto! The war witch who broke her throne once!

She's going to kill this place until it's a river of blood.

On the other side, Zhang Su sent Xiaofeng to the bathroom.

He and Xiaofeng walked side by side through the cement corridor, their footsteps echoing crisply on the floor.

Xiaofeng kept turning back along the way, looking in the direction of her mother Youfalin.

Where's mom? Where's mom? Xiaofeng asked repeatedly, nagging.

The little bee is thin, skinny, and has slender wrists. She looks extremely small in this harsh shelter, like a fallen leaf.

Despite his frail body, his desire for his mother was so firm, as if he could break free of the magic-forbidden ring around his neck with this obsession.

Little Bee looked around with golden eyes, looking at every detail.

Please, I must see my mother. I want to be by her side. Xiaofeng raised her head and prayed to Zhang Su.

Her eyes shone with a creepy dark golden light, covering her original look.

There are compartments over there. Zhang Su didn't have high requirements for Xiaofeng, You can see your mother later.

Yes... Xiaofeng nodded silently and walked towards one of the compartments.

Zhang Su saw her back. The little bee's back was densely covered with colorful stripes, and the swollen flesh was constantly squirming, as if a pair of huge wings were about to break out of the cocoon.

Xiaofeng walked under the nozzle, her head was empty, and she pulled the wrench, and the water vapor wrapped around her gilded skin like a gauze.

After a few minutes, Bee turned around and left the cubicle.

Can I see my mother? Xiaofeng said expectantly.

Yes. Zhang Su pushed in the box containing You Falin.

Through the transparent glass, he saw the bulging abdomen of Insect King Youfalin, as if he was ready to multiply another clone of himself at any time.

Before she was taken into custody, she had more than 7,000 clones, all of which were exterminated because each clone could grow into the next Insect King.

The wasp will also become the new insect king. Zhang Su looked at Xiaofeng. Another Youfa Lin.

At this time, Little Bee was looking hopefully at her mother in the glass box, pressing her cheek against the glass window, as if this would allow her to have a closer connection with Youfalin.

Buzz... Little Bee whispered.

Although she fell into a deep sleep, Youfalin seemed to be able to hear the low hum of a wasp, and there was an obvious slight tremor in Youfalin's abdomen.

That's enough. Zhang Su pushed You Falin's glass box through the shower room and into the next room.

As he expected, the little bee kept up with him along the way without falling behind at all.

I feel relieved to see that my mother is healthy. Xiaofeng murmured.

Katie threw a packet of talcum powder at Little Bee and asked her to apply it evenly on her body to absorb sweat, prevent prickly heat, and repel insects.

Zhang Su returned outside, and Lescolin guarded the last prisoner.

LaRouge, a psychology graduate from University College London, is a virtual anchor by profession. She has mastered the magic of the joy path and can make anyone fascinated by her and become a loyal servant who is willing to pay for her.

She wore a vinyl containment uniform that covered her from head to toe, and was imprisoned to the maximum extent like a murderous doll.

What should I do with her? Lescolin asked.

You are from Europe, right? How are witch prisoners treated there? Zhang Su asked.

Burn to death, Lescolin said. That's the only way to do it since 1431.