In the name of the true god

Jude immediately changed back into his prison guard uniform, said goodbye to Captain Foster and four colleagues who were preparing to go home, and then went to the special prison building with his brother Connor.

The special prison building comprises two sections: the heretical prison area and the death row and solitary confinement area.

Given that heretics and death row inmates pose a significantly greater danger than prisoners in ordinary prison wards, the level of security here is a step higher.

For example, even though Jude is Connor's younger brother, and Connor, as a first-class warden in charge of the heretical ward, still had a lot of trouble just getting in without rotating to the special ward building.

Upon entering the building, there is another gate that must be passed through in the lobby.

After passing through this gate, the internal layout is not much different from that of a regular prison building, with two corridors on the left and right, leading independently to the first and second basement levels respectively.

However, in order to improve the efficiency of prisoners' meals and work, the ordinary prison building only has four doors from each cell to the outside. The responsibility of dealing with emergencies is mainly borne by the armed prison guards stationed inside the building.

In the special prison building, to get directly to each cell, one needs to pass through six gates and go through a cumbersome process of showing duty badges, signing entry and exit information, and being checked for any items that should not be brought into the prison area...

"What is this?" Before officially entering the second basement level, where wizards and resonance sorcerers were imprisoned, Jude was stopped by the prison guard at the second-to-last gate.

"This?" Jude followed the other person's gaze and looked at the Möbius ring on his left index finger.

"right."

"It's just an accessory," Jude replied.

The prison guard glanced at Connor first, then said with an iron fist, "According to the regulations of Montorus Men's Heavy Prison, prison guards are not allowed to wear jewelry while on duty, and are even less allowed to bring unrelated items into the prison area."

Is there such a rule?

Upon closer examination, it makes perfect sense...

"Store it for now, and don't bring it into the prison again next time." Connor did not condone Jude's actions.

Jude had no choice but to cooperate and remove the Möbius ring, gently placing it into the locker: "This ring is quite expensive, don't lose it."

The guard on duty did not respond. After carefully confirming that the two had no other problems, he opened the gate.

Connor walked ahead, not rushing to describe the surroundings, but instead asking in a serious tone, "Where did that ring come from?"

Staring at his brother's retreating figure, Jude's heart skipped a beat.

I seem to have made a very serious and basic mistake!

The Möbius strip was left to him by the fat wizard, and even though he had burned the fat wizard's body, it still couldn't stop the Holy Church from quickly identifying him.

So...

They could even recognize unrecognizable corpses, and this attracted a certain degree of attention from the Holy Church.

As the Möbius strip ring, which was previously carried by the fat wizard and contained immense power, it is possible that it was also recognized by the Holy Church!

Where is this place?

Royal Capital Heavy Prison!

There are seven priests in charge!

One of them was even his own brother, with whom he had a close relationship!

Wearing that ring around on your hand is no different from dancing on the edge of a cliff!

That's so stupid...

That's so stupid...

Jude broke out in a cold sweat, his mind racing as he tried to come up with a defense while simultaneously imagining the worst possible outcome.

"I can understand why you did some inappropriate things before because you were forced to survive. But from the day you found me, everything should be over." Connor didn't get a reply from Jude, so he had to remind him himself, "If you need money, work hard, or ask me for it. If you get caught doing something dishonest in prison, not only you, but I won't have the face to stay there anymore."

Jude was momentarily dazed upon hearing Connor's teachings, then he came to his senses—

Is Connor mistaking him for a thief?

Because of what I just said, "This ring is quite expensive, don't lose it"?

I'm afraid so!

After all, in his brother Connor's eyes, he had struggled at the capital's docks for the past three years, barely able to afford a decent meal, so how could he possibly have extra money to buy jewelry, especially a valuable ring that appeared to be made of silver?

The only reasonable guess is that he stole it himself...

No.

"Brother, I didn't steal it, I found it." Even if he was willing to let Connor dismiss the suspicion, Jude didn't want his image to plummet. "If I really stole something, I wouldn't be so stingy as to not even buy myself a new outfit."

Connorton stopped and turned to Jude: "Really?"

"real!"

Seeing that Jude didn't seem to be lying, and that if he really went into theft and got used to making quick money, he wouldn't be doing the hard and tiring loading and unloading work, Connor's expression softened a little: "...I'm sorry, I misunderstood you."

"It's alright..." Jude breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it was just a false alarm.

However, I should still be careful in the future and not wear the Möbius strip ring in public so casually.

"I hope that no matter what you've been through, you'll always be an upright person. Even if you go astray, know that you always have the option to choose again." Connor was also relieved to realize that his brother hadn't fallen into depravity.

"I will."

Jude did not have particularly lofty aspirations in his conduct.

Don't harm others, do your best, and lend a helping hand to those who deserve it when you can...

This is his seemingly vague, yet clearly defined code of conduct.

"There are a total of eighty specially made cells on the second basement level, and more than half of them are currently vacant." Connor continued walking down. "Your shift here will be quite easy. You just need to provide each cell with clean water and food at fixed times and locations, and empty the sewage bins once every morning."

"And at other times?"

"At other times, ordinary prison guards are not allowed to stay on the second basement level. Apart from the priests who are in charge, the only other people on the second basement level are the heretics."

So strict?

Jude felt a headache coming on.

The only brief interactions with the sorcerers and resonance wizards were during mealtimes and when emptying the sewage buckets. How could there possibly be enough time to exchange insights on applying the laws of contact and similarity in such a short period of time?

"However..." Connor changed the subject, "There are only two priests on duty at the same time each day. When they are bored, they will ask a few prison guards to play cards with them to pass the time. Since the priests belong to the Holy Church, as long as they do not violate prison rules too outrageously, the higher-ups usually turn a blind eye."

Although they were supposed to be accompanying the priests, they were still able to stay in the heresy prison for a long time!

The flame that had almost been extinguished in Jude's heart was rekindled!

During their conversation, the two had already arrived at the second basement level.

The final gate to the heresy prison was unguarded. Connor pulled a key from his waist and unlocked it with practiced ease: "Only six people hold the key to this gate: myself, the warden, the two deputy wardens, and the two priests on duty."

"throat."

"boom……"

Connor pulled open the heavy gate with one hand and led Jude into the heresy cell.

The layout here is still different from that of ordinary prison areas.

The ordinary prison wards are overcrowded, and the three corridors each allow simultaneous monitoring of the cells on both sides, resembling the Chinese character "皿" (mǐn).

The heretical prison area takes its field of vision to the extreme, resembling the Chinese character "回" (hui).

The cells imprisoning the implicated wizards and resonance sorcerers were distributed on all four sides, while the priests' special rest room and prayer room were placed in the center, ensuring that the priests could see all the unusual activities in the entire prison area with just a glance.

Meanwhile, each cell here is equipped with a heavy iron door. The iron door has no windows, but only a small opening at the bottom, about 30 centimeters in length and width, which can only be opened from the outside for distributing food.

I rely on...

Jude was slightly dumbfounded.

His experiences along the way convinced him that if he were imprisoned in the heresy ward, he would never be able to get out in this lifetime.

As prison guards, under strict control, it was truly difficult to find opportunities to secretly contact the wizards and resonance sorcerers involved.

Tomorrow is Saturday, and I will be on duty in the regular second prison ward for a week.

Next Saturday, I'll be rotating to the heresy ward.

All things considered... there are still eight to fifteen days left for preparation.

If we can't come up with a brilliant way to contact the involved wizards and resonance sorcerers during this period, then the next time we come will be in early November...

"Apart from the priest who serves as the deputy warden, the other six priests, including myself, are all assigned to work in pairs. So when you rotate to the heresy ward, we will have the opportunity to work together."

"clear."

As the two were talking, three priests who were stationed in the rest room of the heretical prison came over upon hearing the noise.

"Why are you so late? We should have gone back to rest ten minutes ago," the youngest of them complained.

"It was my brother's first day working at the prison, and showing him around took a little longer than usual," Connor explained simply.

"This is your younger brother?"

The three priests all looked at Jude.

"Greetings, everyone." Jude bowed to each of them.

"Heh, he seems much easier to get along with than you," another middle-aged priest quipped. "We'll be going now, remember to make up for those ten minutes next time."

"Yes, thank you for your hard work." After the two priests, one old and one young, left, Connor solemnly introduced Jude to the one who had accompanied him on duty: "This is Cole Sanders. He became a priest more than forty years ago. He is the most senior of the seven priests stationed in the capital's heavy prison, and he is also my theology teacher."

"Priest Sanders, it is an honor to meet you." Jude bowed again.

With white hair, the priest Sanders, who looked to be about seventy years old, was a kind-faced old man. Unlike the two who had just spoken, he wasn't impetuous or sarcastic in his conversation: "Heh, Connor rarely talks about his past. When I learned that he had a younger brother, I was more surprised than anyone else. Of course... I can understand his decision."

Connor was more humble than ever: "Thank you. I'll show him around and then send him back."

"Go."

After greeting Priest Sanders, Connor led Jude on a tour of the heresy ward.

The prison was deathly silent. The thirty-nine imprisoned wizards and resonance sorcerers remained completely still, making Jude wonder if they were even still alive.

Finally, he only probed further about the situation in the heretics' ward: "Brother, don't the heretics all have some kind of supernatural ability? Can such an iron gate really keep them out?"

Connor looked at a nearby iron gate: "What truly restricts them is the constant confinement of their space, cutting off their access to and understanding of the outside world. When they lose their freedom, they lose everything. That's why we need to be extra careful when distributing food and retrieving sewage bins."

"So that's how it is..." Jude vaguely understood the deeper meaning behind Connor's words.

"Okay, that's all. Go back and get some rest."

"it is good."

After parting ways with Connor, Jude walked uphill, retrieved the Möbius Ring from the locker, and then left the prison, walking towards 27 Hearthstone Street.

On the way, he couldn't help but imagine how he would escape if he, as the implicated wizard, were imprisoned inside.

According to Edmund's explanation.

Reducing physical contact can only mitigate some of the impact.

As long as there is a causal relationship between the two parties, the entanglement will definitely exist, only differing in strength.

But this weak causal connection doesn't seem to have any effect on prison breaks...

We must be extra careful and not put the cart before the horse, getting ourselves into danger while trying to learn the laws of contact and similarity.

Ok? !

Just as Jude was lost in thought, a sudden chill ran down his spine, interrupting his thoughts, and he instinctively looked back.

As darkness fell, the streets were deserted, and nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

However, he had a strong intuition that he was being watched by someone...