Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva-Chapter 676 - 289: Visiting the Ancient Castle_3

The copper candle was lit, placed in the great hall of the ancient castle, its light brilliantly illuminating the surroundings. Girls wearing white dresses with dark red maid skirts stood, numbering around 70 to 80. Approximately 50 of them were Blood Pupil Sequence 5, another 12 were of Blood Pupil Sequence 6, and Ran Bei'er, the princess of the Blood Clan, was of Blood Pupil Sequence 7.

Although the dresses worn by these girls were maid outfits, they were exceptionally well-crafted. The grand black and white collars, the cuffs edged with curling prints like dark red roses, and the long maid skirts also adorned with spreading dark red roses on a pure white background— they could have passed for the noble ladies of ancient times.

But taking into account the situation in ancient courts, only the daughters of the nobility could serve as maids to a princess, their roles more akin to assistants and female officials than to servants performing physical labor.

In comparison, Tilan in her black and blue dress seemed somewhat plain. However, her own appearance and temperament were enough to eclipse the maids before her, ensuring her status was not reversed.

"All of them?" Tilan asked with a hint of surprise in her voice upon seeing the maids gathered in the hall. She had initially thought Ran Bei'er was only giving her five or six maids, but the number now assembled in the hall was approaching 80.

Knowing Tilan hadn't anticipated so much, Ran Bei'er also understood that such an opportunity would be difficult to come by again. If she didn't send them all at once, Tilan, with her love for quiet and conservative nature, was unlikely to ask for more help in the future.

"It's fine, everyone is very willing to dedicate their strength to Your Highness," Ran Bei'er struck while the iron was hot.

"Uh, in that case, I'll ask the Court of Judgment," she decided, since she had already spoken, Tilan agreed not to disappoint the girls and promised to inquire about the situation.

After spending a night in the ancient castle, the next day Tilan returned to South First District. This time she contacted personnel from the Court of Judgment to inquire about the situation regarding Ran Bei'er's clan.

"Just as she said, I suppose Ran Bei'er wouldn't dare deceive you," Aimeranda said, lounging on the sofa as she answered Tilan's questions. This high-ranking investigator from the Court of Judgment seemed to be leading a particularly indulgent life in South First District now.

When Ran Bei'er made the suggestion to Tilan, she had already taken the potential investigation by the Court of Judgment into account. Since she dared to suggest it, she was confident in her understanding of the Court's assessment criteria.

"Our Court of Judgment has the task of monitoring these altered races living within the Federation, and in accordance with federal laws, should they harbor any separatist, rebellious, or independent thoughts and actions, strict regulation and control must be executed. The Court of Judgment is obliged to uphold the territorial integrity and unity of the Federation," she explained.

If the Songstress represents the Federation's spiritual bond, then the Court of Judgment is the material bond maintaining the Federation's integrity and unity. Since the civil war ended, most of the influence left by Emuralin lingered within the institution of the Court of Judgment. They are the sword hanging high over those within, warning and monitoring various activities in the shadows of the Federation. Ordinary citizens hardly notice the organization's existence, but to those in the gray areas, the Court of Judgment is undoubtedly a source of fear and dread.

Even Tilan didn't know how many Hidden Guards or informants from the Court of Judgment were around her, but at least since 200 years ago, there hadn't been any incidents of a Songstress being assassinated or kidnapped.

Although she was not certain how many people the Court of Judgment had stationed, Tilan could make judgments about those she frequently interacted with, and none seemed to be from the Court. It appeared that they were well-aware of a Songstress's abilities. Typically, the guards assigned were strangers to the Songstress's life, like a passerby on the way to school with whom you never spoke, and who you wouldn't know might one day suddenly come to your rescue.

"Regarding the application for new identities, there's no problem on this end. Actually, Tilan, you needn't be so nervous; for your current status, this is truly a minor matter," Aimeranda's words made the girl realize yet again how broad a Songstress's influence and hidden power within the Federation could be.

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It seemed that the past rumors might be true— that Empress Emuralin had pardoned billions of descendants from different races, allowing them to reintegrate into life within the Federation. Of course, the specific processes and costs involved were unknown.

The procedure was quickly completed. A week later, the Blood Clan maids, excited and thrilled with their new identities, boarded the flying machine to the bustling South First District in the Jade Skirt area. As they walked hand in hand down the streets, they attracted many curious and envious glances from passersby.

These girls were indeed genuine Sequence 5 Transcendents, individuals beyond the reach of ordinary people.