Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva

"Brod, the guys in front of us are quite disrespectful to Miss Tilan. I think it's necessary to teach them a lesson," Kinsenke spoke in a casual manner. Discover more stories at My Virtual Library Empire

"If needed, we can immediately dispatch 60 Red Iron Mechas to the communication site. If we accelerate at full speed, we can arrive by tonight," Brod said, standing amidst the roaring factory in the projected background. Then he gestured behind him, and several subordinates hurried over, beginning to report the current state of preparations.

Seeing one of the leaders from Lebyon in the image, the black-clad priest leading them furrowed his brows deeply, his heart wavering slightly.

Soon after, several other figures appeared in the image. They were the heads of Black Hammer Heavy Industries, clad in black coats and seemingly conversing with members of Sun Burning. They then approached the projection screen and bowed respectfully to the girl in black sitting there.

"Do you have any orders, Miss Tilan?" To this, Tilan could only speak up and say a few words.

Although it was just a simple inquiry about the current situation and progress, it was clear to any astute onlooker that this black-haired girl in black had quite a high status.

Shortly after the communication ended, the people on the other side were still somewhat incredulous, thinking that it was an AI-generated image. Therefore, they began to use satellite equipment to make contact with Lebyon themselves.

"Uh, sir, it seems that the situation is real," a lower-rank member reported in a low voice not long after, sending shock waves through the crowd.

Could she really be the highly respected Gang heiress who had even brought the formidable Lebyon under her control?

"The elders of the Withered Tree Garden, I believe everyone has an impression of them," Yalian said, stepping forward to connect to another image.

Soon, the familiar faces of the tree artisan leaders appeared in the image as well. Their attitudes were similar, warning Sun Burning City not to disrespect Tilan and her party, as the consequences could be severe.

"As for Jielou City..." The girl wanted to explain that Jielou City had actually moved away and would no longer concern itself with matters here, but those from Sun Burning City seemed even more anxious than she was, and had already eagerly connected to Jielou City's signal using their own methods.

How had they managed to connect so quickly when there had been conflicts between them before? Tilan wondered. But now it was too late to stop them.

After a long absence, the image of Gu Qianlou wearing his metal mask appeared in the projection.

"It's been a long time since we've seen each other, Hoglas. I think there's nothing left to talk about now," he said, his voice as cold as ever.

"I'm envious that you've found a new path, Qianlou," the priest in the middle said with a slight nod, then raised a finger, pointing towards the girl with black hair sitting to one side.

"This girl keeps saying she's the Queen of the Northern Second District, and that you all in Jielou City have submitted to her. Do you think there's any truth to that?" He was well aware that a prideful and arrogant man like Gu Qianlou wouldn't acknowledge such a joke, even in jest.

"Her?" Gu Qianlou looked closely at the girl sitting in the chair, causing Tilan to almost stand up in response. After all, he was her uncle, and such a posture was simply too embarrassing.

Her previously serene sitting posture was now as irritating as ants biting, making her extremely uncomfortable, especially presenting such a childish and cool image in front of a relative.

"Uh..." Unable to bear it any longer, Tilan wanted to speak up to explain, hoping her uncle wouldn't think she had gone bad.

"Her words, indeed, she can say so," Unexpectedly, Gu Qianlou's calm voice acknowledged her claim flatly, shocking the people of Sun Burning City.

"I advise you not to harm a single hair on her, or I'll come back and destroy you all, even if I have left the Northern Second District," he warned.

Shortly after the communication ended, the room fell silent. Not only were the people of Sun Burning City stunned, but those with Tilan were also filled with confusion. Fortunately, for the sake of the act, they all maintained an air of taking it for granted.

In the end, after a long hesitation and silence, Sun Burning City finally surrendered.

"Please forgive our earlier conduct, Miss Tilan. The descendants of Sun Burning City, the believers of the Suffering Angel, are willing to become your supporters and followers..." the leading priest bowed deeply, and the others laid down their weapons, similarly placing a hand on their chests and bowing deeply.