The two military factions, usually at loggerheads over the treatment of artificial humans, for the first time stood united in their stance.
Weslin, who had been forcibly cornered by his subordinates, looked as black as charcoal, but he knew all too well the character of the officers beneath him—he knew they were all a bunch of muddled fools.
'I'll get someone to replace you all when I get the chance!'
Heart hardening, Weslin, with a bitter smile, looked towards the investigator from the Legal Affairs Department, "Lord Lowis, what they said is not without merit. To kill Bai, with such formidable strength, seems a waste. It would be more fitting to give Bai a chance to redeem himself through merit, don't you think?"
"I think..." The investigator smiled coldly.
He never believed that just one or two high-end combatants could change the course of the world. If the situation was winnable, they didn't need this insubordinate Mech Pilot, and if not, having him made no difference.
In the end, it was just personal agendas at play, everyone wanting to groom and win over their loyalists!
"Sizzle sizzle~"
A sudden electrical noise flashed through the entire conference hall, followed by a solemn voice booming overhead like thunder.
"What's this? The Mechanical Court wants a person, and it's this difficult?"
"The Judgment Chief!"
"The Judgment Chief has arrived!"
A cry of surprise rose from the crowd.
The Judgment Chief of the Mechanical Court was one of the few true top figures of the city, and with his involvement, there was likely no need for further dispute.
Hamilton and Carlos exchanged a glance, their eyes reflecting the same gravity.
Although their military faction was the largest, they didn't have much say over high-end combat forces and top-tier levels.
If the Marshal of the military faction was prestigious enough, perhaps they could have contended with the opposition.
But Weslin, this parachuted Marshal...
If he couldn't even manage the internal affairs of the military faction, how could they expect him to stand firm in front of the Judgment Chief?
In the silence, a clear, young girl's voice rang out from a corner of the hall.
Franca, with a smile on her lips, looked askance towards a certain direction of the ceiling, "Your Honor, the Judgment Chief, I bring greetings from Nolanitz, the Grand Judge, to you. I may need to remind you of something, Bai E was always a potential seed under the watchful eye of the Arbitration Place. If the military faction doesn't want him, Bai's first consideration should be our Arbitration Place, not the Mechanical Court, don't you think?"
No major event at the barracks slipped past any officer of significant rank. Franca, as an instructor stationed in the barracks for the Arbitration Place, saw no reason not to join in the excitement.
Upon discovering the protagonist was Bai E, she promptly took interest.
Of all those present, only she knew the true identity of Bai E.
The video that had been played earlier was indeed shocking, but in Franca's eyes, it still didn't compare to what the other could achieve in the field of Spiritual Energy.
Single-handedly combating and killing an invading war demonic prince from the material world—this level of combat strength was rarely matched even within their Arbitration Place.
The combat power of the material world could be converted into the equivalent of weapon yield, but it was the demons of the Spiritual Power World that humanity must truly be wary of as the eternal enemy!
She knew Bai E had no intention of leaving the barracks before, but if Bai really couldn't stay in the military faction any longer, then their Arbitration Place was his true home!
As for Grandfather Nolanitz... he would certainly understand her acting first and reporting later.
"..."
The sudden interjection from Franca was obviously yet another wrench in the works.
Arbitration Place, as the city's institution solely responsible for armed combat against demonic entities, held an equally substantial weight in influence.
And the Judgment Chief, Nolanitz, stood on par with the grand judge as one of the city's top figures.
But that presupposed... that the young lady speaking out truly had the credentials to speak for Judgment Chief Nolanitz.
Everyone was aware that the grand judge was watching the young lady who had raised her voice.
After a prolonged silence, that imposing yet hollow voice finally spoke softly, "Young girl, if what you say is true, I can go talk to Nolanitz."
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Considered separately, whether it was her identity as a third-generation member of that family or as Nolanitz's favorite new executive officer, neither was enough for this young lady to have the right to speak before him.
However, when these two identities were combined in one person, even the grand judge dared not disregard Franca's words lightly.
However, with a "bang," the conference room door was suddenly thrust open with brute force, the clear sound of heels striking the floor approached rapidly, and a raspy yet sharp voice fearlessly addressed the grand judge who had come from afar, "I think you've all forgotten something, Bai E is an asset of the Scientific Research Institute!"
Striding through the doorway in a white lab coat, the tall figure swept in. The guards at the door were confounded, not understanding why they were seeing so many important figures tonight—
Helen!
As the youngest rising star of the Scientific Research Institute, Scholar Helen had authority second only to the director of the institute.
Even though, in theory, armed institutions such as Arbitration Place, Mechanical Court, and cultural institutions like the Scientific Research Institute all belonged to the city's elite institutions, as the provider of all the city's cutting-edge technology, the institute's status was inherently superior to all others.
The legendary tale of a Mech Pilot single-handedly wiping out an entire mechanized army swept through every top institution in the city this deep night, and the prominent name of Bai E naturally appeared on the desks of most of these institutions' leaders.
A familiar name, remarkable feats.
Upon hearing the news, Helen immediately wanted to check on this warrior who had left a deep impression on her and whom she hadn't seen for a long time to see what his physical condition was now, but she hadn't expected to walk into such a scene upon arrival.
A struggle for possession?
"The original intention of the synthetic human project was for us to collect data for mass-producing super soldiers, and these artificial human soldiers are only lent to the military district for use. Fundamentally, they're assets of our Scientific Research Institute. Since when is it your turn to fight over them here?"
Helen's slender brows swept across the room, her petite figure backing the overpowering energy of the Scientific Research Institute.
Gazing indifferently at the military district marshal, Helen's eyes flashed as she issued a stern warning, "Even if they are to be scrapped, it must be done with the signature of the Scientific Research Institute. Since when is it your turn to take things into your own hands?"
The room erupted in shock.
None of the officers participating in the conference had anticipated that the situation would escalate to what it had become.
For a mere synthetic human soldier, the top figures of the city's elite institutions were all jumping out to fight over him?
While the soldier's personal ability was indeed staggeringly high, it seemed excessive to act this way, didn't it?
Eventually, all eyes converged once more on the silent figure standing before them all.
The individual's head was slightly bowed, the breath calm, appearing utterly unconcerned with everything unfolding around.
Was it a prediction or a complete lack of desire?
Regardless, such nonchalance still elicited admiration from the officers present.
Taken as today's events would be, putting any of them in place of the protagonist would probably be overwhelming with the dramatic ups and downs.
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