In the name of the true god

Jude, sensing something was wrong, rubbed his temples and, after ensuring he was as sober as possible, went into his brother Connor's office.

Inside the office, Connor stood by the clean window, gazing outside.

"Brother?" Jude gently closed the door, came to Connor's side, and looked outside in the direction Connor was looking.

The office of the chief warden is also located on the top floor of the administration building, and through the huge glass windows installed, it offers a panoramic view of the prison's "outer ring".

Intentionally or unintentionally.

Jude looked down at the main entrance of the prison.

His car was parked on the roadside less than 20 meters from the main gate, and Allen should still be sitting in the car, waiting for him to gather intelligence.

"Do you remember what I told you?" Connor asked coldly.

"I remember." Jude sensed Connor's displeasure.

"What did I say?"

"You told me not to go to Mr. Steele so casually."

"So how did you do it?"

"I..." Jude explained somewhat guiltily, "I came to find you, but you weren't here, so I had to go find Mr. Steele first."

Connor took a deep breath, seemingly trying his best to control his emotions.

Jude knew what was going on.

His older brother, Connor, arranged accommodation and a job for him, and generously gave him a large sum of money for living expenses.

He took care of everything for me, from getting a batch of old newspapers to getting a pet and buying a car, without saying a word.

Even when he was in the city on official business, he would take the time to buy himself some fruit hard candies when he passed by a candy store and personally deliver them to his home.

Not to mention, after learning of Priest Rodney's death, he risked everything to come and confirm the situation with me first, which resulted in him being severely reprimanded by Deputy Warden Chambers and almost being punished by the church...

Having such a brother who always cares about him and helps him in every way is the greatest fortune Jude has ever encountered in his second life.

And all that Connor did was ask that he not bother Steele too often.

But he ignored his words time and time again.

Even the most good-tempered person will inevitably get angry at some point.

"Brother," Jude said without further explanation, sincerely apologizing to Connor, "I was wrong."

Connor's expression softened slightly: "What is it?"

Jude tried to be as honest as possible and said, "I heard that many priests have moved into the prison today, so I came to ask you if you are trying to convert heretics."

"This is none of your business."

"I mainly want to know if you'll be transferred."

"You came to work at the prison just so I could look after you?" Connor turned his head. "Even if I get transferred, you still want to leave. Do you think I can arrange for you to work with me in the Holy Church? We'll be separated sooner or later, you should be mentally prepared."

"I..." Jude was speechless.

No matter how valid his reasons were, in Connor's eyes he was just being immature.

When Connor's patience was running out, using "immaturity" to act recklessly was no longer an effective method.

"Since you've adapted to prison work and can accept the prison's treatment, it doesn't matter whether I stay or leave." Connor returned to the sofa in the reception area and sat down. "Sit."

Jude sat obediently opposite him.

"Is something on your mind?" Connor asked.

"No." Jude shook his head.

He decided to give up on trying to extract information from Connor.

After all, the church had specially assigned a wizard involved to supervise, and if Connor revealed the truth to him and the church found out, there would definitely be another round of investigation.

Her original intention was to be caught between her brother and the Séance of the Gods, making everything as controllable as possible, so that she could both help the Séance of the Gods rescue their kind and prevent her brother and "brother and sister-in-law" from falling into danger during the rescue.

If obtaining information would bring Connor endless trouble, then this whole thing would be putting the cart before the horse.

"Did you come alone?"

"Hmm." Jude didn't involve Allen.

"I'm saying all this for your own good." Connor realized his tone had been a bit harsh, and seeing Jude's slightly downcast attitude, he couldn't help but soften his tone, calmly reminding him, "Steel is very busy with official duties, and our relationship is inherently sensitive. You've gone to him time and time again for trivial matters. Maybe he doesn't mind, but others are watching... Do you understand?"

"I understand, I've caused Mr. Steele trouble." Jude readily admitted his mistake and learned his lesson. "Brother, I won't go to Mr. Steele again. I'll report anything to you immediately."

"What if I'm not there?"

"As long as it's not something urgent or has particularly serious consequences, I'll wait for you."

Connor nodded slightly, acknowledging Jude's approach.

The office was quiet for a moment.

Jude was considering whether to find an excuse to leave and try to find out the priest's whereabouts.

Connor then changed the subject: "Did you run into Melanie yesterday?"

"We ran into each other." Jude, afraid that Connor would misunderstand and think he had disobeyed again, quickly explained, "Brother, I was trying to avoid her, but who knew she would go to patrol the guards' break room and just happen to bump into me..."

"and then?"

"And then... uh..." Jude recalled what happened yesterday, "I guess you could say I was teased."

"Teasing?" A slight smile finally appeared on Connor's face. "How did she tease you?"

"Sigh..." Jude couldn't say it.

"Understood," Jude replied.

Another silence followed.

Jude seized the opportunity and stood up on his own: "Brother, if there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

"Wait a minute," Connor called out to him, "The half-day weekend is back next Sunday, what are your plans?"

The prison gives its guards a half-day off every two weeks.

Jude had almost forgotten about taking a vacation since his half-day off last Sunday was canceled due to the prison break incident.

He said, "No, what's wrong?"

"The warden's birthday is in mid-November, and we subordinates have to prepare a gift for him every year," Connor said. "If you're free next Sunday, come with me to downtown to pick out a gift."

"Should I deliver it too?"

"No, you don't need to. I just wanted to show you around the city."

Jude thought for a moment, and realized he really didn't have anything planned for next Sunday. Besides, the two brothers had never gone shopping together before: "Okay, let's go together then."

"Go ahead and get busy."

"Um."

Jude left the building, looking preoccupied as he walked out.

suddenly.

A feeling as if struck by lightning suddenly rushed to his brain. He subconsciously stopped in his tracks in the open space between the administration building and the main gate of the prison, his face beaming with excitement.