Chapter 120: Misuse of power? Oh, how petty!, part 1/2

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Chapter 120: Misuse of power? Oh, how petty!, part 1/2

(AN: The outdated ability evolution window in the previous chapter was fixed!)

The next day:

Tia walked through the vast circular atrium, its black basalt walls shimmering under the bright, golden light cascading from the high ceiling. The crowd, a sea of black coats and grey suits, parted in her path, their eyes briefly meeting hers before darting away, fear thinly veiled. The only sounds were the muted rustle of fabric, the faint whispers, and the soft tapping of boots against stone.

The decorated coat draped over her shoulders and the silver imperial insignia pinned to her chest gave her an air of authority. She moved with purpose toward the golden elevator doors, her gaze fixed ahead, ignoring the crowds of sheep around her.

'They are working fast...' It was only recently that the empire destroyed the old government district, yet the new one had already risen in its place, the overly pompous imperial architecture replacing the federation's simplistic and functional one.

The golden elevator doors parted in her path, and she stepped in. Then they closed behind her soundlessly, leaving the crowded atrium behind.Updated from novelbIn.(c)om

'Who would have thought I have so much power now..' She wasn't naive. She had meticulously researched her newfound rank.

Imperial knights fell into two distinct orders. The first, the Imperial Army Knights, were an elite echelon within the military, composed of espers and superhumans, their abilities honed for warfare. They held their military ranks and were part of its command structure.

She mused with a hint of cold amusement, 'A single call, and they were arrested in an hour.'

Tia slightly shuddered, feeling as if her escape from the hospital wasn't in the lax federation but in the authoritative and oppressive empire, then her freedom would be shortlived.

POV ???:

Antoine de Saint lay sprawled on the cold, unyielding concrete, its chill seeping through his clothes and into his bones. He gazed blankly at the barren ceiling of the cramped room, his mind a whirlwind of confusion and fear.

As a lawyer, he was accustomed to dissecting complex situations, but now his predicament was a maze he couldn't navigate.

'Damn this empire...' he cursed under his breath. Even after renouncing his allegiance to the fallen federation, he found himself trapped, discarded in this icy cell. His hands trembled, not just from the cold but from the dawning realization of his grim reality.

'This is no minor accusation...' His trained mind understood the gravity of his situation. Ordinary criminals were dealt with by the planetary guard, but his abrupt abduction in broad daylight by the imperial security's ominous black uniforms spoke of something much worse.

'I'm as good as dead... Torture, perhaps worse.' His thoughts spiraled into despair. The silence of the cell was oppressive, punctuated only by the distant, muffled sounds of the facility. The starkness of his surroundingsthe stark walls, the sterile smell of antisepticsseemed to mock his helplessness.