Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

Orange-red sparks filled the night sky, and the oncoming heat wave made her hair float. Her clear eyes reflected the increasingly approaching red figure, aiming at the burning wings and the rising star. She raised her palms, and the brilliance in her eyes instantly changed and shrank, condensing into special symbols.

Then, the approaching, almost crazy red steel was covered by the spreading white frost, until finally the blazing fireball on the chest slowly extinguished, and the entire body lost speed like a frozen lump of ice.

Although Heshia Tilan did not know the past represented by this mecha, the turbulent emotions condensed in it and the will to die together were not ignored, but were truly felt, precisely because she had the singer Only with the gift of talent can we understand more how rare and rare such a burning will is.

‘Stop it, you shouldn’t die trapped here. 'Fighting is not for killing, but for saving those people who are trapped in the abyss and unable to extricate themselves. Sometimes sober restraint will test people more than risking their lives to kill, because the latter only needs to follow instinct, while the former has to think about what is truly right. direction.

At the headquarters of Black Hammer Heavy Industries, the same old men stood on a tall building, looking at the falling red meteors in the distance.

"Have they finally come up with the hope that they were reluctant to give up? Unfortunately, the result is still the same..." I can't remember how many times they sighed and felt sad. They old people no longer have tears, only the loss in their hearts.

It’s not that they don’t know that the result of fighting each other is just to survive, but they are just abandoned people. The new era has not left a place for them. If they leave the North Second District, where else can they go? Like begging for mercy from others, they are like bereaved dogs. And shelter? Then forget everything in the past and just be an ordinary person?

What does that choice mean? What has become of the hundreds of years of efforts of the predecessors, and what has become of their persistence over the years? A joke?

The world may be open and unrestrained, but people's hearts are not. If they could let go easily, they would have left like everyone else, just like the ruins of the remaining buildings in Lebion. In those ruins, wasn't life what it used to be? The people here are all gone now.

Forget it, there is no point in persisting anymore, and Fen Tie's failure also heralds the same ending for them.

"Call some of the young cadres in the group over here." The leader of the group, the old man, sat in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window and ordered the guards beside him.

"Yes!" After saying that, he immediately turned around and left, took out the device in his hand and started to communicate.

Seeing this, several old people around him probably understood what he was thinking. "Are you finally willing to let it go?"

"Yes, it's fine for us to die here. Young people can't. They still have lives and futures, so they shouldn't be trapped with us in these ruins and historical debris."

Under the frozen full moon, the fighting in the city gradually stopped and became quiet.

The problem of the war was temporarily solved, but a new problem suddenly came to Tilan's mind. She suddenly thought that she had gone too far today, meaning that it was too out of line. After all, in this era, as long as it is anything under the sky, it is basically Being able to be seen by satellites, there might be a group of people watching him live in a corner of the Four-leaf Crystal Star Territory.

It was really troublesome. She looked above her head, and then the huge full moon that covered the night sky dispersed and landed.

The cool night wind flowed into her sleeves, and then the firelight illuminated her face and hair. Her toes landed lightly in front of the fallen mecha. Tilan opened her hand and with a slight stroke, the originally extremely strong mecha split open. The heavy armor slid down, creating a hole in the ground, revealing the cockpit inside.

An old man with gray hair is lying inside, half asleep and half awake. His skin is sagging. The lower body is connected to some kind of life-support device. Only the upper body is still preserved. Various fiber tubes are inserted into the body. From time to time, drips can be heard from the meter on the side. electronic sounds.

After the armor slipped, he half-closed one of his eyes and saw clearly the young black-haired girl who was only 16-17 years old in the firelight. Everything seemed like a dream.

"I'm... No, it's not important anymore." He tried hard to identify the figure in front of him, and felt a certain special temperament on the other person, as if all his unwillingness and thoughts were understood by the other person, that kind of tolerance , that kind of resonance, as if all the wrinkles in my heart have been smoothed.

"You are..." He looked at the girl in front of him, and his words unconsciously contained some kind of honorific.

"I have received your prayers and regrets." The black-haired girl spoke to him in the light of the fire.

"Is that so? Yes, if you are the third great person..." He murmured, and a smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if he had gained relief.

"Four hundred years have passed, and we have finally waited for the birth of another color. What a wonderful world." After saying that, his voice slowly weakened, and finally stopped, and the last trace of light red on his face dissipated. The rest of the body turned gray, and the meter on the side also beeped, and finally stopped.

Soon after, the personnel from Fentie Energy arrived, and everyone gathered around the deceased old man and slowly stopped.

There was a communication device on the mecha, and the last few words the old man said did not dissipate in the wind, but were heard by the core personnel of Burning Iron Energy.

On the one hand, they mourned the death of their former elder, and on the other hand, they looked at the girl in the fire with awe. If it is true as the old man said in his last words, then the girl in front of them is the one who can change the entire federation. She is destined to Affects the entire federal structure.

Brod looked at the people around him, took a deep breath, and slowly stepped forward towards the black-haired figure who had been standing in the light of the fire for a long time.

"Your Highness, what should I do now?"

"Your Highness, why do you call me that?" Tilan woke up from her memories and asked in surprise.

"This... color-level singers throughout the ages have been called this way..." He was a little uneasy, fearing that the other party would not like his words and actions.

"Uh... don't call me that for the time being. It's inappropriate now." The girl shook her head. Although she gradually became aware of her identity and talent, she was still too immature now.

"Then how should I call you? It's not appropriate to call you by your first name."

"Just call me Tilan."

"Okay, Miss Tilan." Brod relaxed a little.

"I'm not ready to step into the federal central spotlight, so please keep my identity secret first."

"I understand, I understand." He suddenly stood at attention, his voice clear.

Although other low-level personnel present did not know the specific identity of this girl, after what happened just now, they were still in awe. Seeing their leader's behavior, they roughly understood that there was no need to be an enemy of her in the future. The original feeling in their hearts was The tension has also dropped a bit.

"First send someone to clean up the battlefield and settle the remaining residents. In addition, please send someone to inform the Black Hammer side. I also have a lot to say to them." Jumping down from the rubble stones on the side, this A girl ordered this.

"yes!"

Within the next hour, Lebione took action again. The two warring parties suddenly put down their hostility and began to work together to save the residents injured in the battle. At the same time, a long convoy also started from Black Hammer Heavy Industries. The headquarters drove out and headed towards the center of the city.

Passing through the streets guarded by crimson mechas, the convoy stopped in front of a dilapidated building. This majestic building was like a huge omega-shaped building, and the interior was where Lebion's official institutions once were.

After walking into the building and going up the stairs, the group finally came to the top of the rooftop and finally saw the figure that had appeared in the full moon not long ago.

"Who are you?" Facing this black-haired girl, the people from Black Hammer Heavy Industries had some guesses, but they were not sure.

Seeing this, the girl thought for a moment and nodded to Brod who was standing beside her. Then he bowed and saluted first, then came to these men in black and whispered in his ears.

Listening to the voice coming from their ears, the group of people first shrank their eyes in surprise, then in disbelief, and finally stood at the bottom with anxiety and uneasiness.

"Let's stop here for today." Her voice sounded directly in the hearts of everyone, as if she was talking directly to everyone's soul. Such a legendary ability made people who originally had doubts and disbelief immediately immediately Stand firm.

"Yes, I will obey your wishes."

Seeing the changes in the expressions of the people below, Tilan shook his head slightly and lamented the color-level singer's great prestige in the federation, not only because Isenisa founded the federation, but also because Amuraline debuted at the age of 20 , at the age of 26, only six years had brought about changes that swept the federation. Although the federation was split due to his radical methods, under such a disadvantage, he still forged the federation under his command into a unified steel, forcibly bulldozing all obstacles. The opposition finally achieved what they wanted and completed the mid-term transformation of the federation.

Things slowly came to an end, and the firelight in the night gradually extinguished. People helped each other and sat around the bonfire, counting the number of people, feeling grateful to be alive, and then talked about some things they originally wanted to do but did not have the courage to try.

A light figure jumped from the tall building, and then shuttled through the streets and alleys, confirming the situation everywhere, and seeing that everything was developing in the direction he hoped, he returned to the starting point with confidence.

Valk and Phyllis gathered around the lit iron barrel, which contained some discarded items and was burning at the moment. The two of them were also talking to each other.

"I didn't expect Tilan to have such an identity." Phyllis used an iron pick to stir the burning cardboard box in the iron bucket.

"She probably doesn't want others to know, after all, such an identity is too shocking." Valk understands.

"Well, I guess it's the same for me. If it's really exposed, I'm afraid it will be difficult to live a relaxed life. Today's Federation is not a good place. It's like a leaky boat. All kinds of problems are looming. Even I have heard about them a lot. .”

"What should we do when she comes back later? Congratulations? Show respect? Or what should we do?" Phyllis continued to speak, thinking about how to deal with it later.

"That will only embarrass her. We can just support her silently and just pretend we don't know." Based on his past experience, Valk doesn't have to analyze everything clearly. That will only make people feel uncomfortable. unhappy.

"Haha, yes. It's really cute when I think of President Tilan's usually shy and embarrassed look. No wonder Ya Lian always likes to tease him."

"Oh, it turns out that he usually teases me, and you guys know that." Just when Phyllis thought of happy things, the familiar voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Uh, this..." Phyllis' voice froze, her head turned around, and she saw the black-haired girl approaching.

"Tilan Palace...President."

"Humph." The girl walked past him, came to sit down next to the burning iron barrel, and propped up her chin with her hands, as if she was worried about something.

"Can you help me think of a way to explain it to everyone when I get back later?"

"Well, this... let me think about it." Phyllis immediately seized this opportunity to atone for his sins and thought hard.

"Perhaps it can be said that we didn't know anything. We just walked around the city and the other party suddenly ceased fire."

"But the moon was so big just now, it's hard to hide it from others." The girl held her forehead and rubbed it.

"That means that a mysterious and unknown person raided the whole place and then left. After all, it was so far away and no one knew it was Tilan who did it." Phyllis continued to come up with ideas.

"Can you really hide it like this? Wouldn't it be embarrassing to be exposed?"

"Perhaps, we can say that although the two parties fought and used powerful weapons on each other, the fighting gradually died down due to the heavy casualties on each side."

"This is barely feasible, but it still feels like there are a lot of loopholes." To be honest, Tilan doesn't like lying, because every lie has to be followed by more lies, and the final exposure will also hurt those close to her.

"That is to say, we beat up the top management on both sides, and they finally accepted the reconciliation proposal. Although it is incredible, this is the answer closest to the truth." Valcke rarely came up with a generally reasonable explanation.

"Is this so? Could it be that it's a little out of line?" the girl asked the two of them thoughtfully.

"It's okay, President, you have to believe in yourself. With your ability, it's actually normal to do such a thing." Phyllis cheered for the dark-haired girl who lacked confidence.

"Our President Tilan has the personality of a gangster lady, so it fits perfectly!"

"Okay, shut up." The girl waved her hands angrily and leaned aside, but she really couldn't think of any more reasonable explanation at this moment.

"This is the only way. If it really doesn't work, I have no choice but to confess." She sighed, a little nostalgic for the quiet and stable days of the past six months.

It wasn't that she wasn't strong enough, but that everything was developing too fast. In less than a year, it seemed like the world had changed.

After making the decision, the three of them did not continue to stay here, but went back to where they originally came from.

Walking into the old mansion that had been left for a few hours, although the time was short, it felt as if centuries had passed. It was quiet here, and only the bonfire was still burning in the atrium. When the three of them arrived, No other members were seen.

"Stop looking, everyone is asleep." N said, leaning in the shadow of a corner of the courtyard, and the three of them saw his shadow.

Then the teacher slowly walked out, turned the bonfire a little brighter, and then took out a few warm cans from underneath and threw them to the three of them.

"Eat something." After saying that, he went back to the pillar beside him, picked up the unfinished beer, shook it gently to cool it, and then poured it into his mouth.

"It's really amazing... Even when I was young and craziest, I wasn't as reckless as you." He said, shaking his head, and then looked at the black-haired girl by the bonfire.

"I will help you and everyone hide your identity, but you can't be so messy in the future. Even Edes Academy has spent a lot of effort to block the satellites in this area. I guess I won't be able to hide it next time. ”

"I understand, um, thank you teacher and everyone."

In the dark night, the only bonfire burned slowly, illuminating the dark world.