Chapter: 1115
"In Azkaban," Ruth said truthfully.
"What? Azkaban?!" When Natasha heard this, color drained from her face.
Azkaban was where they locked up the most wicked felons. Not a single person who entered could walk out of there alive.
Just the name of the place was horrifying.
Hector quickly realized something was amiss.
"That’s odd. Why did he get sent to Azkaban over the murder of an ordinary person? Could it be that someone planned this from the shadows?"
Even if someone committed a crime, there should have been an interrogation, a plea, and other procedures. Sending someone directly to Azkaban was obviously fishy.
"Azkaban is not a place for humans. I have to save him right away!" Natasha said, pacing back and forth anxiously.
"No one leaves Azkaban. There hasn’t been an exception to the rule over the past few decades. It would be challenging to rescue him. Hector wrinkled his eyebrows.
The mastermind behind this must be extremely influential to have been able to send Dustin to Azkaban so easily.
"I have to try no matter what!" Natasha clenched her jaw. She seemed to have decided something and immediately walked out the front door.
"Natasha, where are you going?" Hector shouted.
"I’m going to ask Grandfather for help!"
In the warden’s office in Azkaban, a middle-aged man with a potbelly was puffing on a cigar while reading the newspaper.
He propped both his legs up on the desk. He seemed leisurely and carefree.
This man was none other than the warden of Azkaban-Caius Roswell!
"Knock, knock…"
A prison officer knocked on the door before entering. He said, "Mr. Roswell, Lord Xenos’ adjutant, is here. He says he wants to see you."
"George’s adjutant? What is he doing here?" Caius was taken by surprise.
"I don’t know," the prison guard said, lowering his head.
"Alright, let him in," Caius said, gesturing.
"Yes," the prison guard answered before leaving quickly. After a moment, he brought a man in a gray shirt in ...
"Hello, Mr. Roswell," the man in the gray shirt greeted politely as soon as he entered.
He knew the man before him wasn’t just an ordinary warden; he was extremely powerful and had a wide network. Even his viceroy listened to him.
"What’s the matter?" Caius crossed his legs.