Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva
Chapter 947 - 82: The Obscured Answer

Ever since Ailu Kelu took over the task of confronting and searching for that 'Mystic Organization,' Alanna and the others seemed to have lost their purpose and were gradually sidelined by both parties.

"This works fine too—being around such a big shot, even speaking makes my heart race." Inside the new secret base of the 'Z' team, Gen shared his perspective.

Apart from him, there were over a dozen 'Z' team veterans and core members here, some of them having just returned. Due to the recent setbacks, their positions within the 'Z' team were clearly inferior to those of Gen and Suoga, who had always been close to Alanna.

Today, Alanna wasn't around; she was handling issues related to her music entertainment company, preparing to disengage from it.

Because some had just returned, their statuses were awkward, and they remained silent. Suoga, however, didn't mind; she pulled out a case of beer from the fridge and started tossing them one by one.

"Rare for everyone to gather again—let's relax for a bit." She cracked open one for herself and took a bold swig.

"Thanks, Big Sis Suoga." One of the younger members caught the beer.

"Oh ho, I like that nickname." Leaning against the sofa, Suoga gave him a thumbs-up, showing her satisfaction, which elicited laughter from others around her.

"This time, it was honestly quite embarrassing." One of the older members, holding a beer he had just opened, started speaking with shame.

"Yeah, thinking back on it, I wish I could just bury myself in a deep hole."

Meanwhile, others began talking about past events, expressing their regret toward the organization.

"Alright, enough dwelling on shame. There's still plenty ahead to do." Gen interrupted the current topic.

"Before leaving, the young lady instructed that the organization must be thoroughly reorganized in the future. It can't remain as loose and chaotic as it was before. Additionally, from now on, unless we have her explicit permission, new members cannot be freely recruited. The existing members must also keep the existence of the 'Connector' a secret from outsiders. This power cannot be utilized lightly."

Thinking of recent events, many people present felt lingering fear and nodded in agreement; no one raised objections at this moment.

Meanwhile, Ailu Kelu's elite Beastmen operatives were tracing the clues left behind by the 'Council of Seven Sages,' tracking their organization's traces across both the internet and reality. Naturally, these actions aroused the Council's vigilance.

Inside an internal conference space, six individuals gathered once again.

Long-handed Monkey summarized the intelligence gathered by subordinates and various outreach organizations, "That Cat-Ear Tribe Songstress is fully focusing on locating us. Judging from the information they've disclosed and transmitted online, it seems they're not purely trying to eliminate us but are seeking to initiate contact and negotiation."

"It seems her intentions are not simple." Old Skeleton mused for a moment.

"Should we feign ignorance and sever all traces and contact, or...?"

Blue Sparrow Mask pressed her fingers against the tabletop, "Of course, accept her contact and see what she wants to say."

Regarding this decision, 'Puppet Bear' and 'Red Scimitar' consistently sided with Blue Sparrow Mask's opinions. Long-handed Monkey, always a fence-sitter, didn't care much. Old Skeleton wanted to oppose it but knew his disagreement wouldn't change the decision, so he kept silent. As for 'Silver Green Creation,' being the youngest core member of the organization, he rarely had much say.

A few days later, through an encrypted channel routed across countless proxies, Ailu Kelu finally got in touch with the Mystic Organization.

"Tch, what a hassle—just to say a few words." She scratched her chin.

"The other side is extremely cautious; we can't track their source location on the network." One of the Beastmen elite hackers answered nearby.

"That was expected. If they were so easy to catch, the Court of Judgment would've dealt with them long ago." She brushed it off nonchalantly.

"Tell them, I want to collaborate. Simply put, I want them to help me with future tasks, and in return, as a Songstress, I'll provide them with a degree of political protection." As one of the few Beastman Songstresses, Ailu Kelu held significant influence among Beastman council members.

Although doubtful of Ailu Kelu's decision, the elite hackers present didn't dare procrastinate, encrypting and encoding the message before sending it to the other party.

On the other side, in the Council of Seven Sages' conference hall.

"As expected, just as I predicted—a young and impulsive Songstress." Blue Sparrow Mask tapped her long nails against the table, looking at the decrypted message displayed on the screen.

"Should we agree or tactfully decline?" Puppet Bear asked nearby.

"Of course, we'll string her along step by step." Blue Sparrow Mask's voice was calm and measured, showing none of the panic or unease felt by certain organization members when dealing with the Songstress.

"Don't directly agree or reject. Tell them this proposal is too sudden; we're unsure of their sincerity and need to build trust gradually through smaller collaborations."

"What then? I don't think this Cat-Ear Songstress has much patience." Old Skeleton inquired.

"There's no 'then.' She's thinking too simply and grossly underestimating us." Blue Sparrow Mask shook her head.

"Besides, even if we plan to collaborate with some Songstress in the future, it can't be Ailu Kelu. As an ally, her personality is too capricious and unstable, akin to a ticking time bomb."

"As I said before, I'll use alternative means to handle her. All you need to do is keep her steady for now."

Regarding Blue Sparrow Mask's mention of alternative means, the others present were curious but understood her vague representation of some official force meant she wouldn't reveal the truth. Thus, they chose to remain silent one after another.