Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

"Is this the place? Surround them."

The entrance of an underground entertainment city exclusively for VIP members was blocked, and then many tall orcs with brass knuckles and tattoos rushed in amid fierce curses and conflicts.

Several small shuttles hovered in the sky, turning on searchlight scanners to monitor the situation below to prevent any escapees and reinforcements.

"So this is the lair of the Ghost Face Gang. I thought they had been homeless."

On a high-rise building not far from here, Elkor observed the scene in the distance. This is the outer edge of the central zone 5. It is not prosperous, and there are many factories and vacant land around it.

Beside her stood several orcs, including a rabbit-eared girl who is a singer in the band, a slender fox-eared man with slanted eyes, and several burly orcs. Not far from Elkor were Alana and several people from the 'Z' group. They were all a little nervous at the moment.

Although the purple cat-eared singer was on his side, the other party's influence and strength were not at the same level as his own. He was inevitably a little nervous. He wanted to please the other party, but he was afraid of doing something wrong and offending the other party.

"Lord Elklu, although these guys are rats in the gutter, they are also comfortable in the prosperous and beautiful environment of the Central Star Region. Naturally, they don't want to wander around like homeless people." The fox-eared man behind Elklu bowed and spoke.

"After you gave the order, I asked a familiar friend to investigate their background and found that the Ghost Face Gang has helped many large companies do shady work in recent years, such as suppressing complaints from those who made trouble, employees who demanded compensation, and smoothing out some bad news reports, etc."

"So it seems that I was doing a good thing by suppressing them before?" Elklu looked at the explosions and fireworks that happened from time to time in the distance and blinked.

"That's right. Lord Elkor is so smart and sharp that he can see the essence of this guy at a glance. He always does good things to improve the environment of the central star field inadvertently."

"Okay, okay, I know you are flattering me, but it does make people feel comfortable." If Elkor had a tail, it would probably be lifted up and shaken left and right.

"Even if it is a compliment, the person being complimented can really praise it. The compassion and kindness that emanates from you all the time are so dazzling, like the morning star in the dark night, which is hard to ignore. If I remain silent, wouldn't it be a betrayal of my original intention? Lord Elkor, please don't be modest. These compliments are from the sincerity of us and others, and there is no suspicion of exaggeration."

This fox-eared man is really good at flattering to this extent. Although the orcs around Elkor are a little disgusted, he really can't refute what he said, and even agree with him bringing himself at the end.

"Yeah, what you said seems to make sense." Elkor was in a particularly good mood.

After watching the scene for a while, she thought about it, waved to the people behind her, and said a few words. Soon, someone handed a few chairs to the rooftop. Judging from their style, they should have just been snatched from the lair of the Ghost Face Gang.

"These chairs are quite comfortable to sit on. You guys can sit down too. This good show will probably end in a while."

She asked the people behind her to sit down. Finally, the orcs looked and saw that only the rabbit-eared girl Dominica and the fox-eared man sat down, while the others were still standing.

Inside the underground entertainment venue

The lights flickered, and people in various clothes but wearing ghost masks lay in the alley. Many people were unconscious, and some had their masks torn off, with bruises all over their faces. From time to time, the metal vibrations of steel pipes colliding echoed in the distance, and occasionally there were a few curses and running sounds.

Following the sound forward, the core area of ​​the underground, which was originally a hall for gatherings, was now occupied by two parties.

"Who are you? Why are you targeting our Ghost Face Gang?" The man in a suit with sunglasses frowned and looked at the orcs who had already entered the core area.

Most of the orcs on the opposite side were over two meters tall. Even if there were a few thin ones, they were tough guys and difficult to deal with. The strength of each of them was at least Sequence 5. Even a large company could not gather such a lineup at once.

"Who are we? You still don't know who you have offended. It seems that the boss behind you has already regarded you as a discarded child." A man with gray wolf ears and scars on the corners of his eyes walked out of the orcs and laughed at the core members of the Ghost Face Gang who were blocked here.

Hearing such a declaration, the man in sunglasses frowned and did not answer.

"Don't say it, right? There will be plenty of ways to make you speak later." The scarred orc with wolf ears hit his fists and tilted his head. Then the orcs behind him no longer waited and rushed forward again.

At this point, after a brief ceasefire, the battle started again.

With the help of the wrist rings on their arms and the black and red long swords, these gang members wearing all-black ghost masks shouted to meet these orcs. When they punched, the wrist rings would also synchronously launch extraordinary energy rings to assist in attack and defense. Then the black and red long swords were full of magic power, and the bright red blades were waving in the dim environment, which was particularly eye-catching and dangerous.

For this, the orcs who rushed up were also prepared. Either their muscles were as strong as steel, and they resisted the opponent's attacks, and at the same time, they broke the opponent's bones with a punch and fell to the ground, or they were agile and ghostly, avoiding the attack in the dim environment, and then went around to the side and rear to attack, tearing the vests of these ghost-faced gang members with one claw.

Seeing these ‘vicious men’ in the hall, all of them were ferocious and fearless. Their subordinates would basically break bones and pass out after injuring the other party with their heavy punches. The man in sunglasses began to have the idea of ​​retreating.

‘Am I a gangster, or are they the other gangsters? Why are they all so fierce? ’

He was puzzled. Which force hired them? How much money did they spend? They were so hardworking. They wanted to work for so many big companies to support a team of 60 Sequence 5 guards. The money he spent made him feel distressed and reluctant to expand.

As time went by, the people around the man in sunglasses fell one by one. When the situation was one-sided, the Ghost Face Gang members around him could no longer hold on. They fled for their lives and tried to leave here. Unfortunately, this underground entertainment city has been controlled now. The passages to the ground and other places are blocked and guarded.

A few minutes later, the last member of the sunglasses man was knocked to the ceiling, smashed and knocked off some building materials, and fell to the ground, twisted beyond human form, and wailed in pain.

During this period, the sunglasses man also tried to resist, but was easily resolved by the enemy, and even slapped him a few times, causing his sunglasses to fall off and his teeth at the corners of his mouth to break and bleed.

At this time, when all his teammates had lost their resistance, he also retreated to the corner of the wall, and was finally pinned to the ground and tied up by several orcs.

"Come with us." As he said, a tall horned orc held him by the waist with one hand like holding a grain ear.

Passing through the passage full of wailing and unconscious bleeding people, the group of orcs captured the sunglasses man and a few gang core members and brought them to the surface.

"The lady is over there." In a coma, the sunglasses man heard this sentence and soon became conscious.

A few minutes later, the orc who was holding him threw him to the ground, making him sober again. There were also several rabbit-eared therapists wearing white robes and hooded masks on the side.

After helping him stop the wound temporarily and prevent it from getting worse, these rabbit-eared therapists quietly withdrew, leaving him struggling to stand up and see the cat-eared singer sitting on the chair not far away.

'Light Purple Foam' Elklu, there are not many singers of the new generation in the Federation, and any resident who pays a little attention cannot fail to know her.

It turned out to be her. No wonder she can easily mobilize so many fierce orcs, and each of them is very powerful. Being targeted by such a big shot, the man in sunglasses was convinced of his defeat at this time, but he didn't understand why he was chosen.

He turned his eyes and saw Alana and others standing a little away from Elklu. Now he understood a lot in his heart.

"Okay, I won't say any nonsense. Can you tell me who is behind you?" Elklu raised her legs, supported her chin with one hand, and looked down at the defeated Ghost Face Gang boss below with interest.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, and the man in sunglasses hesitated for a few seconds before deciding to speak.

"We usually help those big companies clean up their messes and do some dirty work. We don't know who is in charge, but we know that we are a peripheral organization under the 'guild'."

"What is the 'guild'?" Elkelu felt as if she had heard of this name.

"The 'guild' is a mysterious organization that occupies the Aijika network. As a third party, it often issues some bounties or tasks for others to complete, but most of them are illegal and unknown to ordinary people." The fox-eared man next to him came forward and explained in a low voice.

"They also help some desperate people to forge identities, grasp the lifeblood of these people at the end of their ways, and command these people to do some extremely dangerous business at a low cost."

"Many black mercenaries, bounty hunters, and gray field firms are affiliated with the 'guild' and are their peripheral members."

"Hasn't the official cracked down on it?" Elkelu was curious.

"We have searched before, and the Inquisition has also arrested a group of members, but every time they disappeared, they would revive again after a while. Later, the Inquisition got tired of it. As long as they restrained themselves and did not go too far and endanger the main security of the Federation, they would not continue to spend manpower and energy to hunt them down."

"It sounds very mysterious and powerful." Elklu shook the silver ring in her hand.

"But this answer does not satisfy me at all. Beat him up first."

"Yes."

Then two burly orcs walked out, rubbing their knuckles and stepped forward, beating and trampling the man in sunglasses again. During the period, you can even hear the sound of broken bones and the dull hum of hitting the ground several times.

Half a minute later, Elklu called a halt and waved to the rabbit-eared therapists waiting in the distance to come over again to treat the man lying on the ground covered in blood.

The dislocated bones were slowly reset under the traction of magic power, and then the muscles and tissues through which magic power flowed recovered and grew again. The tingling and strange feeling coming from it was like ten thousand ants biting in his body, making him cry and howl, and his body twisted constantly.

After the treatment, the man was brought to Elklu again, waiting for her decision.

"As for me, I don't know what questions to ask you, but if you can't say something that interests and satisfies me, I will let you experience the feeling just now repeatedly." Elklu's voice like a little devil reached the ears of the man in sunglasses in the night, making him tremble all over and sweat on his back.

"Don't try to make up lies to deceive me. If you read a little more books, you will know that lying in front of a singing girl is the stupidest thing to do."

"Okay, I'll give you 30 seconds to sort out your thoughts, and then talk properly." After saying that, Elukolu threw the silver ring in her hand into the air, and then landed on the ground.

The silver thin ring is constantly rotating on the ground, and the outline of the afterimage during the period is like a sphere. As it moves slowly, crossing the roughness and dust particles on the ground, its speed is also slowly decreasing, and it will disappear after about 30 seconds. will come to a complete stop.

Looking at the rotating ring in front of his knees, the man in sunglasses could only pray that it would spin longer and not fall down so quickly. After that, his thoughts were spinning rapidly, thinking about the way out tonight.

Even though the pain was extremely painful, what he just experienced was not a mental breakdown for him, but he knew very well that if he persisted, the cat-eared singer in front of him might come up with some new tricks and some torture methods. He felt terrified just thinking about it.

Since sooner or later he will not be able to hold on to betrayal, it is better to let himself suffer less. Now he does not think about anything else. Being able to live without so much pain is the biggest luxury he wishes for.

"Actually...cough cough cough." His voice was a little hoarse.

"Actually, I have heard a rumor that the 'Guild' is actually a subordinate force of another organization." This information is not completely certain. It is also some speculations and ideas he has gained over the years.

"How do you say that?" Eluko tilted her head to make sure that he was not lying.

"The Ajieka network is very large and contains a lot of very valuable information, so there are various hacker organizations on the Internet."

"Since they are all illegal organizations, there is no moral argument. However, the 'Guild' always remains standing, and we have not heard of other hacker organizations attacking the 'Guild'. This can only be said that there is a person behind the 'Guild' The larger force is responsible for balance and maintaining the most basic order," the man in sunglasses analyzed calmly.

"Then what?" Elukelu felt it was still boring and not very interesting.

"I..." Gritting his teeth, the man in sunglasses hesitated and told some ancient legends about the Ajieka network.

"Actually, when I was working in the Ajieka network in my early years, I heard some old people talking about things that happened a long time ago."

"At that time, there was no 'guild', and all darknet organizations were setting up their own platforms. It was a mixed bag, and it was very chaotic. Sometimes you couldn't get the money for completing the bounty, or you cooperated with the people who were hung up to defraud the bounty, and there were also secrets on the way. The internet disappears and stuff like that happens.”

"At that time, apart from the normal officially maintained network areas, many areas on the edge of the Ajika network were extremely chaotic. Many organizations occupied a corner, most of them were bad, and some of them claimed to be just and fought with them. The chaotic situation led to A lot of bloody and cruel things are spreading."

"The situation was such that the 'evil' and 'chaos' brought by the Ayaka network outweighed the benefits it brought to society, so someone in the Central Council at that time proposed that most of the Ayaka network should be banned, leaving only A small number of official agency interfaces are connected to the entire federation, and each other star region can open its own traditional LAN. "

Hearing this past event that was not recorded in the official history, Elukelu suddenly became interested, so she continued to ask questions.

"What happens next?"

"This proposal has been approved by many people, but some members believe that this move is detrimental to freedom, is reversing history, and is not conducive to the flow of information among the various star regions of the Federation. If things continue like this, the various star regions of the Federation will slowly form a culture The estrangement leads to the birth of separatism.”

"The two sides have been arguing for several years. It was also during those years that the environment of the Ajieka network miraculously improved. The various dark network chaotic organizations that were previously spread gradually dissipated, and some things that were too dark were slowly hidden. Ordinary people Hard to reach."

"Since then, the 'Guild' has been gradually established. It has taken on many bounty tasks in gray areas, but compared to the past organizations that had no taboos, it has many more rules."

"Since then, the Ajieka network has slowly entered a period of stable development. Although the 'guild' has always existed, its shadow has become increasingly faded, turning into different hidden platforms. Although they look different, they are familiar. People know that their data are actually the same deep down.”

"As for the organization that controls the 'guild' behind the scenes and stabilizes the Ajieka network environment, I have heard of a special name..."

"That is - the 'Council of Seven Sages'."

After the words fell, the scene was quiet for a while, and Elukelu once again took the ring and rotated it on her fingertips.

"This story is really good. It doesn't look like it was made up."

"Okay, I'll let you go for now, but don't even think about going back. Just come with me. As for those subordinates, don't worry, police officers will come to take over soon. I believe that as long as you search patiently, you can always find something. Find criminal records."

"You don't have to worry about what happens next. You will also go in and work with your former subordinates in the prison to make handmade parts and transform your mind and body. Giggle~"

Purple is the cat-eared singer covering her mouth and laughing softly. The sound is like a shaking bell, spreading in the night.

Good night 0 0/

Came late today