The number one wanted criminal on the list, Black Phoenix, earned her top spot because of her overwhelming strength and ruthless killing nature—she killed both humans and magical girls, which is why she held the title of the list’s big sister.
However, the number two on the wanted list, Greenfield, was not listed due to any bloodthirstiness. On the contrary, she had never killed a magical girl nor a human.
Yet, most magical girls feared Greenfield, and only a rare few might even like her.
Many people were just waiting for the drama to unfold.
The viewers in Liang Tai’s livestream room hurriedly grabbed their sunflower seeds and cola.
Huanhong, of course, recognized Greenfield, having seen her on the internet and television, though never in person.
Since this was Greenfield’s first appearance in the Eastern region, a place outside her usual territory, this surprised everyone.
She was a girl with green hair down to her waist and a Western face, full of heroic spirit and confidence.
Her uniform was a blend of Western medieval and modern styles—a lace-trimmed design that exuded nobility, resembling a princess from ancient Europe.
Because Song Wuli was somewhat face-blind when it came to Westerners, he couldn’t tell if this magical girl Greenfield was someone he had met before.
He thought she resembled a few Western alliance celebrity idols—at least five or six bore similarities.
She also reminded him a bit of some Western politicians’ and nobles’ children—three or four looked quite alike.
She even looked somewhat like Rita from Copywriting Team Two.
In short, Song Wuli couldn’t distinguish the differences among Western white faces, much less among Western black faces.
Just as Westerners fail to differentiate Eastern faces, lumping all Easterners together, Song Wuli experienced the same confusion.
Seeing Greenfield suddenly appear in this city of the Eastern region left no time to ponder why she was here.
Huanhong felt an overwhelming sense of danger, her whole body breaking out in goosebumps.
Song Wuli sent her a message: [Run!]
Jinluan also messaged her: [Run. Don’t let her catch you.]
Though Huanhong didn’t look at her phone, she immediately grabbed her magic wand and took flight, flying away at her maximum speed.
A physically tough magical girl still had some advantage in flying—she clung tightly to her wand and didn’t fall off.
Even though the strong wind resistance had turned her cheeks into something resembling the fire-shadow-collapsed Pain from Naruto, she didn’t let go.
Even Yinlin couldn’t fly this fast.
The Western-faced magical girl Greenfield also took off, accelerating unbelievably fast and holding onto her wand without falling off.
After stabilizing, her flying speed even subtly surpassed Huanhong’s, but her expression remained unaffected by the wind resistance.
She was slowly closing the distance, locking her gaze on Huanhong.
Liang Tai naturally lost sight of them; his drone had long since been shaken off.
The livestream viewers started cursing, pressuring him to catch up quickly—no way could they miss the thrilling moments about to unfold.
Song Wuli couldn’t learn what happened next, so he hurriedly messaged Huang Yi, asking if he knew anything.
Even though Huang Yi had been suspended, he was still deeply concerned about this matter.
He was one of the most anxious people in the Human Alliance.
Some members of the Witches’ faction had already convened an emergency online meeting, attended by several big shots.
Huang Yi wasn’t originally qualified to attend such high-level meetings, but because he had been part of the [Countermeasure Center], a powerful institution, he was allowed in.
Suspension was only a formality. Someone as capable as him would surely be pulled back by the Witches’ faction’s leaders.
This time, they invited him to join this high-profile meeting.
The first to speak was an elderly woman, looking to be in her sixties, with half-white hair.
“Everyone should be familiar with the intelligence on magical girl Greenfield; I won’t repeat it. The reason for this emergency meeting is to discuss how we should approach Greenfield. Please share your opinions.”
“This is an extremely dangerous time!” a man in his fifties, also with half-white hair, shouted passionately in the online conference room. “We must eliminate Greenfield to protect the other magical girls!”
The scene was oddly both humorous and serious at the same time.
Another member followed: “Greenfield’s harm to magical girls far exceeds that of Black Phoenix and the demon beasts. Even demon beasts don’t cause a high rate of casualties among magical girls. But the magical girls who’ve encountered Greenfield… many in the Western regions can no longer fight, some are even too injured to leave their homes.”
“This must never happen in the Eastern region.” The elderly lady presiding over the meeting radiated an aura of authority, commanding respect without raising her voice. “Who can present a mature and feasible countermeasure?”
While this meeting was ongoing, another part of the city was witnessing some restricted scenes.
Song Wuli and Jinluan couldn’t reach Huanhong, and he anxiously waited.
Jinluan, who was closer to Huanhong emotionally, had already transformed and gone out to find her in person.
Afternoon was drawing near, the workday about to begin.
Song Wuli received a message from Rita—the first time she had proactively contacted him.
He glanced at it; it was a leave request.
She was at the hospital and sent a photo, saying she was getting a physical exam for her driver’s license and would be a couple of hours late for work.
“I’m really sorry, sir. I’ll make up the overtime today. I didn’t know where to go for the exam, so I searched a long time, and many people were in line, which delayed me a lot.”
Quite bold for a first-day absence.
Song Wuli didn’t immediately approve but first asked his supervisor whether he had the authority to approve temporary leave.
The supervisor didn’t mind and gave him the authority to approve temporary leave of a few hours, as long as it wasn’t a full day off.
This was Song Wuli’s workplace karma—though new employees disliked him before, the leaders liked him a lot.
After gaining this new authority, Song Wuli approved Rita’s temporary leave.
She replied, “Thank you so much, Mr. Song. I know you have a custom of treating people when thanking them. Do you have time? I’d like to invite you to a meal.”
Song Wuli declined, “No need. It’s just a normal work matter. You don’t owe me, and I don’t owe you.”
His words were somewhat cold, but that was roughly the tone.
Work started in the afternoon.
He felt uneasy all over, occasionally checking his phone to look at Liang Tai’s livestream.
Liang Tai hadn’t caught up with Huanhong and Greenfield and had no footage.
He piloted his drone high into the sky, trying to spot any flying objects over the city, but found no magical girls.
Every half hour, Song Wuli glanced at his phone, still no reply from Huanhong.
Two hours into the workday, Rita arrived punctually at the company, having only taken two hours off—not from when she applied, but counted from after starting work.
Was this woman really a workplace rookie? She felt more like a seasoned pro.
“Did you pass the physical exam?” Song Wuli asked casually, noticing a faint smile on her face—probably a pass.
“Yes, sir. I’m going to take the driver’s test in a few days.” She sat at her desk and began working.
She seemed a little different from the morning—much more spirited, often swaying slightly while quietly humming a tune to herself, her eyes curved into crescent moons, clearly happy.
A physical exam for a driver’s license, and she’s this happy? Does she really like driving?
Hope she didn’t do anything to the other one, normally magical girl are underage girl after all, if she already made many have a trauma she deserve to be offed in the worst way just for that