Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

Above the sky, the sun in the distance is already visible, while the clouds are still lingering below, hiding the mechanical dragonflies that shuttle back and forth.

Celidia took Tilan to fly, and then talked about the recorded history of the Silver Winged Species.

"The war between us and the Mechanical Parliament has lasted for more than 1,200 years since the disaster on this planet. During this period, many changes have taken place in our race, and the Mechanical Parliament has also experienced several changes."

"First of all, they were the first ones to come to this planet. They were indeed powerful and fierce. In order to resist the swarming autonomous units, many Silver Wings died in battle, and many cities and buildings were destroyed."

"However, as this planet is disconnected from the outside world, they are unable to connect to the Sea of ​​Ayaka, and are disconnected from the former mechanical sun, Rou. The number of artificial angels no longer increases, but continues to be consumed. We I finally gained a living space.”

"After that, there was a long battle of about 300 years. Today, you can still see many huge craters on the earth caused by meteorites, fractured mountains, and the radiation-filled Gobi wilderness. These are all traces left by our battles." Celidia turned around and stood still in the dim light of the morning light.

"As the number of artificial angels became smaller and smaller, they gradually became unable to flexibly control a large number of mechanical bodies, and began to give more autonomy to those low-level mechanical bodies. In the following time, we began to control the initiative and the direction of the war. It’s also gradually reversed.”

"In this way, after about 200 years, their number is getting smaller and smaller, and we are getting more and more spare. It seems that we can see the dawn of dawn, and we can rebuild this planet."

"At this time, something unusual happened. The remaining members of the Mechanical Council started fighting among themselves. We don't know the specific reason, but our guess is that they were roughly divided into two factions. One of them tried to leave the planet and return to the star sea. The other faction obviously doesn't think so. They are determined to destroy the planet and regard the escape faction as a betrayal. "

"A war broke out between the two sides, with a large number of machines fighting each other, and the wreckage they left behind was everywhere."

"We were happy to see such a scene, so we carefully avoided it until in the end, one of the parties won."

"The victorious destroyers, their patrolling mechanical bodies shot down the spacecraft trying to fly to the sky, and reformatted the remaining mechanical bodies on the earth. From then on, whenever there was a hyperlight engine ready to start, the fluctuations and frequencies emitted would cause Their cruising machinery.”

"In addition, after this war, we have never seen living artificial angels again, as if they have completely disappeared. In the following time, only low-level nomadic mechanical bodies exist on the earth, while a small number of powerful mechanical groups They will form an aerospace fleet, patrol the sea of ​​clouds, and eliminate those targets that they consider to be a huge threat. "

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"You ask me where the Silver Winged Species currently live, and the answer is of course in the sky. Although these mechanical groups in the Sea of ​​Clouds are powerful, the earth has been polluted. We can only build a new home in the sky and restore civilization."

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"The number of aerospace fleets of the mechanical race is limited. Over the past hundreds of years, we have completely mastered their flight trajectories and logic. As long as we avoid them according to the rules, these mechanical bodies without the command of artificial angels will not encounter them."

"Now we have formed a delicate balance with them. As long as we don't deliberately come into contact, we can almost always avoid these mechanical clusters." Celidia told Tilan the truth about many worlds without hiding anything.

"You must be curious why I suddenly said so much."

"Although the Silver Wings don't have to worry about war with the mechanical swarm now, our development has also fallen into some kind of stagnant bottleneck."

"Our technology has indeed returned to the peak of the past era, but we find it very difficult to go further. In addition, we have never been able to break through the invisible barrier of internal constraints on this planet."

"Tilan, you are very special. Many of your ideas and practices bring me novelty."

"I very much hope that you can become a member of our Silver Wings, so that you will have a longer life and be able to fully display your talents."

"With your current strength, you should be able to find that the resources this planet can provide are very limited and everything is very barren. If we cannot break through this barrier, we will always be trapped on this planet, unable to touch the great and infinite sea ​​of ​​stars.”

Seeing Celidia's sincere invitation to her opposite, Tilan's heart felt a little rippled.

She really trusts herself. Is this due to her belief in her own character and person, or is it the result of her unseen talent as a singer?

If you are an ordinary person, you may want to ask for benefits at this time. Anyway, there is no harm in casually agreeing to this kind of thing. When you return to the Federation, you can deal with the Silver Wings how you want.

However, she could never do such a thing.

"I can't do anything about changing my racial identity all of a sudden." Tilan shook his head.

"But like you said, if you want to cooperate in getting out of trouble and finding helpers, I am willing to be your assistant." If all the Silver Winged Species are like Celidia, then after she returns to the Federation, she will also He would intercede for them and reserve a place to live, so that they would not be directly exterminated like at the beginning of the Sixth Era.

As for continuing to reproduce the offspring of the Silver Wings, I'm afraid it's not possible for the time being. According to the Federation's early response to those new race allies who assisted them in the war at the end of the Fifth Era, their approach was to issue special pardons. They can move in designated areas, but their offspring must be changed back to humans with normal genes, and the official agencies of the Federation will be responsible for education and guidance.

If she can control the entire Federation and reopen the Gene Editing Act, these Silver Wings will have the possibility of being passed down.

Although Tilan did not agree directly, this answer also made Celitia happier, because she didn't have to hide her words anymore. As a well-educated person who has always lived in a kind environment, she still has psychological pressure to lie.

After circling Tilan twice, Celitia remembered something.

"I really want to take you to see the 'Silver Bird Courtyard' where I live, but before we go, I have to discuss it with the city lord sister, because according to the rules, we cannot expose the location of the sky courtyard in front of outsiders."

"Actually, there is no need to be so anxious." Tilan can see that Celitia is really simple. Such secret information should not be told to outsiders.

She doesn't know what kind of social environment the Silver Wings are in now, but from Celitia's personality, it is probably a very friendly and beautiful environment.

After talking in the air for a long time, the four people slowly left the place where the mechanical cluster was fighting. At this time, Celitia said goodbye to Tilan and others and returned to the sky courtyard, while Tilan took Loloria and Ores to explore the crash site of the Slami Association's aircraft.

Although the two mechanical bodies were fighting fiercely, this aircraft loaded with engines has not received much attention since it fell.

After flying for several kilometers, Tilan came to the place where the aircraft fell.

"It seems that there is no hope." Tilan's voice was a little helpless.

In front of her was the charred wreckage of the aircraft, the main body of which was broken and bent, and the interior was burned into a charred skeleton by the high temperature and explosion. The previous super-light speed engine was also extinguished at this moment, just like the stones on the roadside.

Should I transport it back by myself and tinker with it to see if it can be restored? She thought about her innate ability, but she was not sure if she could repair this big guy, after all, it looked quite complicated.

However, how to transport it back? She looked at the engine that was much taller than her.

An hour later, the three of them were flying in the sky. What was slightly different was that there was a large gray-black iron ball hanging below Lololia, and Tilan and Orles were holding hands and flying beside them.

"Iron ball, burnt black, like, roasted sweet potatoes." Orles pointed at the appearance of the iron ball below, and she was a little greedy when talking about roasted sweet potatoes.

"Okay, I'll make you roasted sweet potatoes tonight." Tilan scratched Orles' nose.

"Tilan, this engine is so heavy." Lololia grabbed the straps below with both hands, and the flying speed was the same as that of an ordinary small plane.

"Come on, Lololia is an artificial angel, she shouldn't be tired." Tilan responded with a smile.

"When I go back, Tilan will also make delicious food for me." Lololia also wanted to be pampered like Orles.

"Do mechanical bodies also need to eat?"

"Of course, eating is also a kind of entertainment, which will increase the happiness index." Lololia said seriously.

"Okay." Tilan knew that she was not hungry, but just wanted to experience the feeling of being cared for and concerned.

In this way, the three slowly returned to the camp.

When Fran saw the three people falling from the sky with a big iron ball, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide and was extremely surprised. Fortunately, he was also used to the various accidents brought by Tilan and quickly adapted to it.

In this camp, in addition to Fran, there were several accompanying mouse-eared tribes and members of the Star-Chasing Covenant. They all arrived in this eastern region after Tilan.

"Is Hyacinth better?" Tilan walked to the tent where the wounded were placed and asked the people who stayed in the camp.

"We saw your letter on the plane after we recovered it, so we placed her here to take care of her." A Mouse-Eared woman stood up. She was about 1.4 meters tall, which was above average among the Mouse-Eared people.

There were still a few Mouse-Eared people patrolling around the camp. When they saw Tilan coming back, they also saluted and bowed their heads. Although they did not belong to the Star-Chasing Covenant, they still had an instinctive respect for the leader of the Star-Chasing Covenant.

After arriving at the clean and disinfected medical tent, Tilan saw the sleeping Hyacinth. Her armor and blood-stained clothes had been replaced with clean pajamas.

At this time, Tilan checked her again and then sat on the chair in front of the bed.

First, she closed her eyes and pressed her fingers to her forehead. After more than ten seconds, Tilan opened her eyes again. Some emerald particles flashed in the corners of her eyes. Then she hummed a ballad softly. With the power of the singer, the surrounding environment was filled with emerald natural magic. These particles made the potted plants in the corner of the table grow quickly, bloom, and then produce an orange-red orange hanging on the branch.

However, more magic was controlled by Tilan, like playing a piano, weaving music in the air. The music of wind chimes echoed in the tent, and the extremely soft healing power slowly penetrated into the body of Hyacinthus.

Compared with the quick-acting healing method, this method is slow, but it has almost no side effects and can heal many hidden injuries of muscles and internal organs. It is a very clever medical skill. Even in the Wolf Blood King Camp, Tilan has never used it.

Slowly, Hyacinthus's face regained some color. At this point, Tilan slowly eliminated the natural magic particles floating in the air.

Soon, the emerald green in her eyes dissipated, returning to the usual azure blue, and the tent became quiet.

Walking out of the tent, Tilan looked at everyone in the camp who didn't know the situation on the front line yet, thinking that the purpose of this trip had been achieved, so there was no need to let them go deeper.

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"Are you asking us to go back?" Everyone in the camp was a little surprised when they heard the order to return, because when they set out, it was obvious that Tilan was very concerned about the remains of the crashed spacecraft.

"Yes, there is little point in moving forward at the moment, let's go back first." She nodded.

"We have already harvested something, she pointed to the big iron ball that was burned like black ash outside the camp."

"Just transport it back."

"You should also have a good rest, you have been traveling hard during this period." She reminded.

"Yes."

After a good night's rest, everyone packed up and started to return the next day, and the big iron ball was also loaded on a carriage.

"Really, I don't need to continue to fly back, it's not tiring." Seeing that she was no longer needed today, Lololia was a little uncomfortable.

"No, there's no hurry." Tilan shook her head and looked at the clear sky.

"This planet has many secrets. Even with engines, it's not easy to fly out." After knowing some of the truth, she was no longer anxious.

"Things can't be rushed." Tilan always felt that she was very anxious in the past. She suddenly thought so, and her mentality is getting calmer now.

"Let's go." Then everyone set off.

Along the way, Tilan asked Lololia about the past of the Fifth Era from time to time, and occasionally took a pen to record and think, writing down some ideas and plans.

In this way, on the third day, Hyacinthus finally woke up.

"What's wrong with me?" She found that she seemed to have recovered, and she didn't even have any injuries. With this thought, Hyacinthus touched her ears.

The erected round ears were a little soft, and the cartilage inside was intact, just like in the past, and the pain of being shot through in the previous battle seemed like a dream.

"Did you heal me?" Hyacinthus came to Tilan.

"Yes." Tilan put down the booklet in her hand.

"Thank you, thank you." The surviving Hyacinthus bent down gratefully.

"It's okay." Seeing the other party's excited look, Tilan felt a little relieved.

"Come back with us later. Although the Iron Rat Kingdom is now desolate, the grassland where we are is still peaceful and stable. According to the messenger's report, there are many Mouse-ear refugees migrating here, and they also need your guidance and assistance." Tilan thought that there must be a Mouse-ear leader to help manage the refugees, and it is appropriate to let Hyacinth be the leader.

"I will definitely do a good job." She used to be the head of the Guard Knights. Whether it is identity or ability, it is natural for her to manage ordinary Mouse-ears.

On the way later, Tilan would explain some of the regulations and arrangements of the Star-Chasing Covenant to Hyacinthus in her spare time, and Hyacinthus asked many questions during the period.

For example, how to treat different races, how to plan and coordinate, how to appease and deal with common problems, how to balance various needs, and how to maintain fairness, etc.

In the past six months, Tilan has put into practice a lot of knowledge she has learned in the past, and it can be said that she has gained a lot of experience. It happened that when she explained it to Feng Xinzi this time, she also sorted it out, sorted out a lot of details, and gradually formed a system.

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Sure enough, confidence and calmness come from the understanding and control of every detail, rather than a spiritual victory out of thin air.