Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva
Chapter 958 - 86: The Cat-Eared Songstress's Q&A_2

"By the way, if I get into a fight with someone, will you step in to help?"

"No, unless you're in imminent mortal danger." The Patrol Officer quickly replied.

"How do you determine I'm going to die?" Ailu Kelu continued to ask.

"When the opponent's strength vastly exceeds yours, when there are irresistible factors, or when there's an unexpected surprise attack."

"I see, got it. Your role is like insurance then, preventing the worst scenarios. But for situations that don't threaten life, you don't intervene."

"That's correct. Being overly protective can backfire. We've learned from many past experiences and lessons."

"What happened back then? Can you tell me about it?" Ailu Kelu asked with curiosity.

"That falls under confidential matters. I can't describe it in detail. I can only say that one Songstress's personality was affected, and she didn't develop properly."

"Before the Court of Judgment existed, I mean 400 years ago, who protected the Songstresses back then?"

"At that time, there were also dedicated Songstress security agencies under the Federal Official."

"Do you know about the organization I've been investigating recently?"

"Yes, we do."

"To what extent?"

"Their origins, scale, operational style, and past activity records, among other things."

"Then why haven't you taken them down?" This time Ailu Kelu seemed visibly intrigued.

"This falls outside my jurisdiction; I have no authority to interfere." The blonde-haired woman shook her head.

"Which department are you under?"

"I serve under the Songstress Monitoring Bureau, a division of the Court of Judgment. The illegal underground networks you're referring to fall under the purview of the Inspectors of the Internet Surveillance Bureau."

"How strong are you? Can you beat the two big guys beside me?" Ailu Kelu, noting she seemed only at Sequence 6, asked.

"If it's just sparring, I'd barely hold my ground against both of them together. But if it's a life-and-death battle, I could defeat them both in ten seconds." The other responded succinctly.

"That fast?"

"Yes." She seemed unwilling to elaborate, though tales circulating about Court of Judgment personnel suggest their combat prowess tends to far surpass other Transcendents within the same Sequence level.

"What if a Sequence 7 Transcendent comes after me? Can you beat them?" It appeared Ailu Kelu's curiosity had been fully piqued that day.

"Sequence 7?" The other glanced at Ailu Kelu in surprise.

"If they've ascended through legitimate means, most Sequence 7s are master-level figures in their specific field. They hold distinct social positions and wouldn't randomly pursue such actions. Besides, the number of masters is extremely limited; they're almost all officially registered and easy to trace."

"If it's through illegitimate methods—shortcut promotions to Sequence 7—such Transcendents may appear strong, but they actually have glaring flaws and weaknesses. The Court of Judgment has years of experience dealing with such individuals and possesses highly refined means for addressing them."

"Moreover, not every Sequence 7 excels in combat. Many focus on academic endeavors or specialized research. In real combat, they may not necessarily outmatch dedicated fighters."

"What about if a master-level combat Sequence 7 does attack?" Ailu Kelu was relentless.

"I'd use specialized equipment to temporarily protect you, then call for reinforcements. Within minutes, fully armed High-Order Mecha units would reach the scene. Even master-level Sequence 7 figures would become vulnerable against the most advanced Military Elite Mecha."

"But what if someone comes after me with a powerful Military Mecha?"

"You're joking, Ailu Kelu, aren't you? Military Mecha are strictly regulated. And even in the unlikely event of such a thing happening, we can call for more reinforcements, including assistance from orbiting fleets in space."

At this point, Ailu Kelu finally felt satisfied.

"By the way, why did I call you here?" She suddenly remembered her main agenda.

"Can't you just help me deal with that mystic organization?"

"I can assist by submitting a report to the Internet Surveillance Bureau for you." The other responded reluctantly.

"That works too. Also, could you give me the contact details for the person in charge at the Internet Surveillance Bureau?"

"I can't."

"Huh?"

"It's part of the Court of Judgment's internal confidentiality rules. I can't disclose that information casually."

"Then how can I find them?"

"You can submit a request to the Court of Judgment. It'll be handled by higher-ups."

"Is there any downside to making such a request?"

"No downside—except that it will be recorded in the annual summary report of the Court of Judgment. This summary is publicly available."

"Forget it; I'll think of another way first."

Afterward, Ailu Kelu asked unrelated trivial questions, and when the time came, the Patrol Officer bid her farewell and left.

Back in her room, Ailu Kelu sat down to her prepared afternoon meal, slowly thinking about the Patrol Officer she had just met.

"In the end, she didn't even tell me her name—really cautious."

"I wonder, though, where do these people actually stay all the time? I've never noticed."

"If I take a small spaceship to space, how would they follow me and provide protection?" Ailu Kelu was still pondering about the Court of Judgment personnel.

"Oh well, I can't figure it out for now. In any case, they're practically invisible most of the time—I shouldn't expect much help from them anyway."

In the following days, Ailu Kelu's subordinates kept reporting that the online trail had gone cold. When Ailu Kelu asked them to dig deeper, even the clues seemed impossibly buried."

"How do they manage to do this?" Ailu Kelu still couldn't wrap her head around it.

"Didn't you say earlier that even certain gray-area platforms online are their affiliates? Investigate from that angle."

"No use—those gray platforms have vanished as well."