Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva

There is no doubt that Magic Power is now at a crossroads, having to decide whether to submit to the persuasion of the man before him or to continue to keep secrets at great risk.

However, the trickery of words lies in making the other person feel that they have the opportunity to choose and should choose between two answers.

Reality is not a game, there are not two obligatory options, all actions are utterly free, and when you hesitate between two answers to choose from, you often fall into the trap of the questioner.

As an excellent student, Magic Power is not foolish, although initially indeed frightened, but as time goes by, reason slowly returns.

The other party did not reveal their identity, and he cannot guarantee that once he speaks up, the other party will keep his secret. Speaking out now will not only gain no advantage but will instead confirm his own actions.

Perhaps from the start, he should have pretended not to understand the other party's questioning, leave quickly, and not respond to any questions.

Putting oneself in the other person's shoes, if the other person could easily take him away, why bother wasting words here—technology is so advanced these days that few ordinary people can withstand interrogation.

Since the other party has not forcefully taken him away, it indicates their hesitation, after all, this is Academy City, and he is a student of a prestigious school. If he disappears overnight, the school will definitely look for him. With the power of 'Lapis Lazuli Academy,' once a search order is issued, professional High Rank offices that undertake such tasks would search thoroughly, and the man before him might not be able to withstand it.

To grind a villain, sometimes takes another villain. Those offices that operate in the grey area are not so easy to deal with. In the past, he did not like these institutions, but now he finds that the existence of some of them is indeed necessary.

After taking a deep breath, Magic Power's heart steadied, and he glanced around the environment in his peripheral vision, preparing to find a breakthrough.

Waiting for over ten seconds, the man who had not received the answer he wanted gradually lost his patience. He snorted coldly, simply raised his hand, and another bright azure Circle whizzed past Magic Power's body, the violent static shock made his body go numb, falling to his knees on the ground, almost hitting his head on the floor, but slightly cushioned by his sideways-leaning shoulder.

"Dragging out the time is not the behavior of a good student. It seems you still have a lot of wishful thinking," the other party continued to speak, but Magic Power lying on the ground became increasingly certain that the other party did not dare to truly kill him.

If the other party were a member of an official organization like the Court of Judgment, there'd be no need for all this—simply detaining him would suffice. However, since they did not do so, it only indicated that they too were people from the grey area, unable to withstand scrutiny, even possibly lacking a powerful background and strength.

Thinking this, Magic Power became even more confident. He moved his throat a little and tried to feign hesitation and trepidation.

"How can you guarantee that after I have spoken, you won't continue to threaten me with that information?"

"Heh, so you're worried about this, you're quite smart, worthy of being a student from a prestigious school," the man stopped his hand.

"I am personnel cooperating with the officials. If you can provide valuable information, I can prepare a guarantee for you and acknowledge you as a special informant. That way, you can avoid being convicted by the Court of Judgment."

"A guarantee, what form of guarantee is it?" Magic Power continued to ask, trying to buy time.

"I'll explain that to you later, but now is not the time for you to question me," the other party also gradually sensed the lack of awe in Magic Power's tone, their speech became colder.

"You wouldn't mistakenly think the crime you committed is trivial, would you? For a student like you, the Academy always handles such issues strictly; otherwise, the reputation and good name of the school would be ruined overnight," he pointed out the danger and severity of Magic Power's actions based on facts.

However, Magic Power perceived the other's blustery threats from their words all the more—violence is always the most direct speech, when an enemy lectures you at length, it often means that they are not confident they can dispose of you effortlessly—they have their reservations as well.

Regaining confidence Magic Power stepped out from his previous fear, his subsequent choices also becoming increasingly clear.

As the man opposite raised his hand again, this time Magic Power refused to sit still and wait for his fate; his eyes shone with a special radiance as he suddenly lunged forward.

The azure Circle flashed by his side once again, bringing with it a profusion of electric sparks and shockwaves, but this time he was prepared, relying on his surface isolation drainage barrier to significantly slow down the impact of the electric current.

Emerging from the impact of the Circle, Shan landed on the ground and then sprang up again, charging toward his opponent with his form flickering like an afterimage, and the magic luminescence emanating from him subtly turned a deep red.

"Ahhh—!" He let out a shrill scream, with his pupils flickering between red and blue lights, then swung his hand as if he was wielding a cleaver.

Despite never having learned swordsmanship or related combat techniques before, he demonstrated remarkable proficiency at this moment, the dark red magic blade shimmering in the night sky—slender, yet conveying an inherent danger. It might not have the capacity to kill the man before him, but if the man's clothing was torn, leaving wounds and bloodstains, then the aftermath would become exceedingly troublesome.

As the man saw through Shan's weak point, Shan also discerned the man's vulnerability. The man's choice to wear such tight-fitting clothes signified a fear of his identity being exposed.

The fierce clash unfolded in an instant, and the two crossed paths repeatedly. The man's wrist suddenly lit up with an azure magic Circle, shattering the incoming dark red blade like a steel bracelet, then he hastily retreated, dodging the close attacks, the azure Circle kept appearing and expanding, blasting and knocking away the incoming blades.

The deep blue figure traced a long arc in the night, evading Shan's sharp blade, the man hovered mid-air, then clenched his fist, forming several blue cubes around him that flickered and shrank, and with his punch, they blasted forward, piercing through Shan as he ran forward.

Under the intense wash of high-energy particles, Shan's form was sent flying, his body erupted into various sparks, and then he landed heavily on the ground.

Indeed, Shan had seen through the man's concerns and formulated a plan, but brute force is brute force. The overwhelming power rendered many strategies ineffective.

Shan lay unconscious on the ground, with most of his body roasted by the high-energy particles. If not taken for emergency treatment soon, he would likely die right there shortly.

The man was dissatisfied with this outcome, but also realized that tonight's operation was a failure. As Shan had guessed, killing this youth now would bring no benefits but instead incur the wrath of the Academy and the authorities, inviting many bounty hunters lured by the scent of blood.

He wasn't the type to sacrifice himself for an ideal; naturally, he had to consider the gains and losses.

After a brief contemplation, he prepared to leave the scene. Staying now would do him no good. The recent combat would soon attract others' attention. As for the unconscious boy on the ground, once the roadside surveillance he had jammed was restored, the ambulances that would be dispatched would take him away, so there was no need for him to worry.

The tight clothing revealed intricate patterns, and as the magic filled the attire, his figure began to fade, gradually disappearing into the night.

Just as everything that had happened tonight was about to come to a close, a dazzling silver light shot through the night sky, striking mid-air and revealing the outline of a person.

The man who had threatened Shan hovered in the air, clutching his scorched tight clothes. The wound wasn't severe, but it caused his Invisibility Ability to fail, increasing the danger level for him greatly for the rest of the night.

He moved rapidly and then scanned in the direction the ray came from. Several hovering high-tech motorcycles traced blue misty trails across the sky, speeding toward the combat area, and on the leading motorcycle was a girl in a silver jacket. Her black hair tinged with purple waved in the night as she drew near the site and then flipped off the bike, landing beside the fallen Shan.

After a thorough check and finding that Shan was still alive, Alanna breathed a sigh of relief, then looked up at the rapidly fleeing man, lifting her hand with a clear snap of her fingers echoing through the night.

Then, several gleaming spheres appeared in the night sky, unleashing streaks of silver beams that chased after the distant man.

The piercing high-energy particles left several charred holes in his body, causing him to cough up blood on the spot, but after a brief halt, he once again altered his form, his figure blurring in the night, making it difficult for subsequent rays to track and hit him, and eventually he too vanished into the darkness.

"Hmph." Alanna was displeased with this outcome, but she no longer had the time to chase after him.

Her companions loaded Shan onto the motorcycle, and then the group rose again on their bikes, escorting him towards the nearest medical center.