In the vast Galactic Star Map, a small golden dot flickered incessantly, located in the Federation’s Northwestern Region.
"Is it today?" Blanchi’s eyes flickered with uncertainty.
"Yes, today." The other voice replied steadily.
"It is indeed urgent, but dragging it out won’t bring a better opportunity." As he spoke, a bullet shot out from the side, piercing through the projection player in front of him. Then several plainclothes mbers of the Court of Judgnt appeared, pointing their guns at the young man.
"Hands up and squat down! You have five seconds to comply, countdown 5, 4, 3—"
Before the Inspector could count to 2, a door on the side of the bridge suddenly opened, and combatants clad in black Exoskeleton Armor poured in, aiming their charged rifles at the Court of Judgnt mbers on the bridge and opening fire.
Whoosh—
A sound with a slight hum resonated, and orange Scorching Rays occasionally appeared in the bridge, hitting the Court of Judgnt mbers holding guns. The fully charged ionic stream guns pierced through the clothing of the Court mbers, leaving small charred holes.
"Damn it!" Seeing more and more ard combatants gathering in the bridge, the mbers of the Court of Judgnt knew that the situation had fallen into the most extre dire state.
The Songstress rebellion was inevitable, and the Federation’s Northwestern Region would be engulfed in massive turmoil.
"Lady Blanchi, is this the result you wanted!?" The leading Patrol Officer questioned Blanchi, now heavily guarded by the rushed-in ard personnel, with three layers of sturdy blue shields illuminating in front of her.
"I’m sorry." Blanchi closed her eyes, knowing she had let down those Court of Judgnt mbers who had always protected her.
"However, this is indeed my decision." The Songstress girl then shook her head.
The battle broke out within the Starship, and realizing the odds were unfavorable, the seven mbers present and those hiding in other sections of the Starship did not surrender. Instead, they fought desperately, using their superior equipnt to fend off attacks while constantly searching for a path to break through, intending even to sabotage the Starship’s power system and perish along with the entire ship’s crew.
In the exchanges, it often took over twenty ard mbers of Sequence 4 to bring down a single Court of Judgnt mber, showing their elite and formidable strength.
After another explosion, the Inspector’s tools were exhausted, and by then, no companions were left around him. Not far away were more than twenty black Exoskeleton Armor personnel in pursuit, equipped with advanced scanning and firepower systems, linked with their rifles, quickly focusing their shots and coordinating to encircle this Sequence 6 Inspector.
Dozens of orange-red rays flashed and vanished in the darkness, creating more charred holes on the rapidly dodging Inspector, whose once high-quality dark coat beca tattered, stained with blood seeping through from many areas.
Fortunately, in battle, the Inspector’s ergency device had automatically injected a Hemostatic Healing Potion, preventing massive bleeding from wounds, but his Status was far from good, and defeat was only a matter of ti.
"Isn’t it done yet, damn it, should have had them switch to a higher-powered one." A slight vibration emanated from his chest, as if so chanical apparatus was working at full capacity.
The on-site Court of Judgnt mbers refused to surrender solely to protect him, allowing the chanical device in his chest to operate. Once ti was up, the storage chip in this device would Rip through space, transmit to the designated location, and report intelligence to the Court of Judgnt headquarters.
However, just as the Inspector sensed the increasing speed of the device’s heartbeat in his chest, nearing launch, a figure cloaked in white appeared at the end of the corridor. The person’s figure was exquisite, long-legged, with two strands of beautiful golden braids revealed under the hood.
When the Inspector drew his Light Saber, preparing for a final struggle and to buy ti, the other person leisurely removed the hood, revealing golden hair and bright blue eyes.
"Sorry, Mr. Inspector." She appeared flash-like in front of the Inspector, reaching into his body and directly pulling out the bloodstained humming device.
"You—"
The Inspector felt an intense pain in his chest, with all the strength in his body slipping away. He faltered, blood-soaked, clinging to the other, slowly sliding down, kneeling to the ground, his vision blurry.
The chanical apparatus on which he pinned great hope was gradually crushed in her hand, turning into sparkling powder that drifted down, filling his view with despair and sorrow.
Why... why must it be like this... isn’t the Federation good enough to you... why do this.
Holding the soon-to-die Inspector, the golden-haired, blue-eyed woman spoke softly.
"I’m sorry, you are all good people, but we are destined to stand on opposite sides. I am La Gui’er of the ’Hope’ in the Seven Virtues. If your soul enters the Aijeika Sea, please speak of my sins there."
...
Not long after, the black-ard personnel pursuing arrived, watching as the golden-haired woman gently laid the body down, closing its anger-open eyes.
"Bury him with the other mbers of the Court of Judgnt, I’ll suggest it to Lady Blanchi."
The soldiers exchanged glances, knowing she was an ally, but since she was not their superior, they only nodded slightly to indicate consideration.
Soon after, the Starship in the vast Star Sea reversed its course and disappeared into the dark space.
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