Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva

"Last night the entire Payin City was under martial law, the special police even searched the top five floors."

"Did something happen?"

"It's said there was a loss of control, and it was continuous."

"Continuous?"

"It means that this loss of control wasn't an accident, but due to some human factors, so it's taken more seriously."

"I see..."

Hexia walked to 'Vurowus''s bar, where she would continue to work for the day.

"Did you rest well yesterday, 'Dantalion'?" 'Vurowus' asked curiously.

"Not bad, but I got held up a bit around the commercial street."

"Oh, looks like you experienced it too." The maid pondered.

"Well, it doesn't concern you, um, no problem, just stay safe. After all, it was a very small fluctuation, it shouldn't have a big impact."

"If you ever feel uneasy living in the Lower District, I can help you find a place in the Upper District, where the security is much better."

"That would be expensive." Hexia shook her head.

"Expensive, yes, but manageable. I also live alone, so why not come live with me, Hexia?" 'Vurowus' suggested with a smile.

"I don't think that would be appropriate, it feels like it would bother others."

"Ah, your character, sometimes you think too much about others." The maid beside her shook her head.

"However, this situation probably won't last much longer."

"Sister 'Vurowus'?" Hexia tilted her head, puzzled.

"It's nothing. You're helping Botis out tonight, right? She mentioned it to me."

"That's right, Botis's junior, do you also know her, Sister 'Vurowus'?"

"I know her, but she might not know me." 'Vurowus' said mysteriously, arousing Hexia's curiosity.

"Anyway, you'll know tonight, no rush."

"Alright." She could only temporarily trust her two senior colleagues.

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Outside Dianya City, on the surface.

A super spatial-temporal swift spaceship streaked across the sky, descending slowly with a long howl. Then, squads of elite soldiers clad in black-blue exoskeleton armor hastily disembarked, boarding small shuttles that went directly into the giant Skylight of Dianya City.

The Skylight of Dianya City was already under strict control, forbidding unrelated spacecraft and hover cars from entering, making it quite empty. Along the steel giant tunnel reminiscent of an abyss, shuttles sped quickly, reaching deep into the city's underground districts.

Several hours later.

"Is this where the girl is being held?"

A man in a deep blue stand-collar uniform arrived at the monitoring room. His figure was neat, his tone solemn, like an unmeltable iceberg.

"Yes, Officer, this is the room where the subject under report is being held." The Chief of Police answered standing behind the officer, sweating. The room was also occupied by elite patrol enforcers standing at the ready, each one of them ranked above Sequence 5, the elite of the federal special department.

"No need to add 'Officer', just call me Chief. Send me all the information about her, we need a thorough analysis on this side."

"Yes, Chief!"

"Also, regarding the people around her like her teachers and classmates, announce that this girl was accidentally injured that day, but unrelated to the case, and that she hasn't gone out because she needs treatment and recovery."

"Yes, Chief!" Although unsure why he needed to explain it that way, the Chief of Police immediately replied.

"After you're ready, bring me to see her. You've communicated with her before, and with you, the local Chief of Police, she might let down her guard a little."

"Yes, Chief!"

Subsequently, the heavy steel locked doors opened, echoing through the space, and the Officer made his way into the cold and silent holding cell.

...

"Name?"

"Opemiur"

"Briefly introduce yourself."

"Opemiur, orphan, born in the 13th Hospital of Dianya City, currently 16 years 3 months old, preparing for the re-examination of Irene Academy, went out to hang out at the invitation of a classmate, got drunk and tricked into a hotel, then was assaulted by a stranger, and finally killed the assailant."

"You're very calm, have you always been like this?"

"No, I used to be just timid."

"Was it this accident that changed your character?"

"Yes."

"Do you hate those classmates?"

"Hate."

"What kind of punishment do you think they deserve?"

"I..." the girl began to hesitate and struggle.

"I hope they receive the punishment of the law."

"The law? According to the law, at most they would be considered as instigators or enticers, and wouldn't be sentenced heavily. They would just be locked up for a few days and then released. Whereas you, for having killed someone, might face a lifetime in prison."

"I killed a bad person," the girl said angrily.

"True, the records show that the person was a gang member, an unscrupulous villain, but as long as there is no verdict, he still enjoys the safety guaranteed by the federal authority."

"How could you do this!?"

"It's not that we want to, but the order of society must be maintained like this. If everyone disregarded it, then the federation would disintegrate."

"But what I want to tell you is, even if the federation disintegrated, you would still not receive justice. Instead, you would face an even darker and more brutal rule of the jungle."

"Can't you just protect the weak?"

"We try our best to do so, but please also understand the helplessness of the adult world."

"I understand you, but who will understand me! This is simply unfair!"

"Yes, it's very unfair to you, but what of it? No one will run around for an insignificant and unimportant person like you. Everyone's time and life are precious, and no one is born indebted to anyone else."

"If you want to be respected, you need to show that you're worth respecting. Merely crying will at best earn a few pitying tears, but it will not change anything."

"You have an excellent and special talent. Surely you've discovered this about yourself in the past two days, haven't you?"

"Yes."

"I think the federation owes you an opportunity, a chance to change your own destiny."

The investigator took out a special contract paper and laid it on the table.

"After you sign this, we won't interfere with your life. You can still interact with the people around you as usual, and even apply to certain high schools and universities, etc."

"But at critical moments, when the federation needs you, you will answer the call of duty."

"What will I get in return?"

"You will get a lot. For instance, you won't encounter certain troubles in life anymore, and the federation will give you a subsidy every month. The classmates who framed you will also receive their deserved punishment."

"Deserved punishment, legally speaking?"

"Yes, exposure and punishment for everything in their lives that violates morals and the law."

"Okay, I'll sign."

Minutes later, the investigator left the room with his team, headed back to the ship. They would stay for a few more days but wouldn't reside in the city.

"Why did the chief only let her sign a contract as a reserve patrol envoy and let her off? With such special talent, she should be brought to the Central Star Domain for proper protection and research..."

"First rein in your eagerness to make a meritorious deed," the investigator said, looking at the data on the screen and responding calmly.

"Our first priority is to reassure her, to make sure she doesn't completely lose faith in the federation or even join the opposition."

"It's a pity we arrived late. Her mind and body have already suffered a great deal of shock and damage. If we rashly take her back to the Central Star Domain now, what if it triggers massive upheaval? As for whether her abilities are within a manageable scope, that's still unknown. So, it might be better to leave her in this remote Star Domain for observation."

"The reason we're letting the police superintendent protect her social bonds, without breaking them, is to maintain her connection to those around her, so she doesn't become completely detached from society and take an extreme path."

"Such a rare talent should be protected as much as possible. Gently persuading and recruiting her is actually the best approach. Destroying her is easy, but who knows how long it will be before the federation sees another talent like her."

"I didn't want to show her the excessively cruel realities of the federation too early, but at this point, speaking any kind of warm and nice words is like insulting her intelligence. That would only cause us to lose trust, making it more difficult to deal with things later."

"I'm not the right person for this, Miranda handles it well. Use the communication channel on the ship to inform her and tell her that good days are coming."

"Just say that she's going to have a 3-4 year vacation, spending some warm and beautiful time with a 16-year-old girl."

"Try to steer this girl towards the right path. If she causes destruction, that would indeed be unfortunate for the federation."

"Yes, Chief."

After the patrol envoy left the room, the investigator turned off the document on the interface and looked up at the cobalt blue star tear pattern at the top of the room, mumbling to himself.

"May Your Highness's radiance shine forever, Princess Emuralin."