Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

It's midsummer in South District 1 in December.

Wearing a gorgeous and floral skirt, a blond girl danced around the crowd. The snow-white and wide skirt was dotted with orange-red gradient roses, like a blooming flame.

The performance on the stage gradually reached its climax. With the gathering of lights, the only golden light shone in this dark world, and the blonde girl under it finally stopped after spinning and dancing again and again. , she slowly lifted the hem of the skirt, then opened those pale gold eyes with a smile on her face.

Enthusiastic applause sounded in the auditorium, and then the lights were gradually turned on, and the room returned to light again.

This is Edsi Academy, and tonight is also the eve of the annual Winter Festival Gala, with performances from all grades.

"As expected of classmate Aifuni, such a gorgeous performance is really amazing."

A blond-haired man was sitting in the VIP viewing room. He was holding a wine glass in one hand, and resting his head on the other hand, looking at the girl who was slowly retreating from the stage. There are several people beside him. Judging by their clothes, they should be senior students of Edsy Academy, and there are badges on their collars and chests, which represent members of the student union.

"Who's on stage next?"

The man with long blond hair spoke, and behind him a senior student who looked like a recording officer and deputy answered, "President Amorth, and next is Quentin, who is in the second grade. He will preside over the symphony orchestra and play the Fourth Symphony No. Movement."

"It's boring, it's still the same old routine." The student council president slowly poured the rest of the wine in the glass in front of him, watching the red wine soak into the carpet.

Putting the cup back on the table beside him, he continued to lean on the throne-like chair, meditating sideways.

"Didn't she in the freshman show up tonight?"

"You mean?" the member beside asked cautiously.

"Who else could it be, that cutie with black hair and blue eyes."

"Miss Tilan has no plans to perform tonight."

"Is there no invitation, or other reasons?"

"It is said that Miss Tilan declined, saying that her skills are not mature enough, and it is not suitable for her to appear on stage suddenly."

"I don't know if she is modest, or if she is really unprepared." Amors commented in a flat voice.

"I thought at first that she would cause a storm when she came to school, but I didn't expect it to quiet down so quickly. It's a bit surprising."

"The old men are very optimistic about her, but they didn't say the specific reason. I guess she has some kind of talent. After all, she has a powerful older sister." As he spoke, Amors remembered what happened when he first entered the academy. When he was still a freshman, he had the honor to go to watch the competition at the Winter Festival Gala that year.

That dazzling and alluring figure can be said to have attracted the attention of the entire audience, and he is no exception. I don't want that legendary girl to disappear since then.

"Let's not mention that, what about Valk, this kid has caused me a lot of trouble recently."

"Valker has been staying in the practice room to exercise recently, and he hasn't gone anywhere except going to class."

"He's been quieter lately, huh." Amors shook his head, picked up the wine glass that had just been filled by his deputy, and took a small sip.

"Have the results of the investigation come out?"

"Come out, the person that Walker pleaded for protection that night was his playmate and acquaintance when he was a child, and he was also a child who grew up in an orphanage together."

"Nostalgia, but such a companion will harm him." Amors shook his head.

"What do the teachers say?"

"Teacher Sima talked to Walker several times in the past two days, and he said that Walker will not contact that person again in the future."

"That's true, but how much binding force does it actually have? For Valker, if he loses the support of the academy, it will not be easy in the future. I hope he can understand this truth."

"Students from such poor backgrounds are troublesome. Even with talent and hard work, many people will lag behind him, either ignorant and short-sighted parents, or friends who pray for benefits, or greedy women. There was a bit of mockery in Amors' voice, as if he was used to such things.

While Amors was talking with the people around him, a symphony performance was also going on on the stage in the center of the auditorium, but under Amors' signal, this room shielded the sound in the auditorium, and he could only see the stage The little figure on the bed swayed, directing the silent music.

"Let's go, there is nothing to see tonight, tomorrow is the focus, and I don't know who will win this year's Winter Festival competition."

"This is my last year in Ades, I hope there will be a pleasant result." After speaking, he left the VIP room with several members of the student union.

In the auditorium, Tilan was sitting in the auditorium with her classmates, enjoying the symphony. Although the sound was gorgeous, it was a bit boring and dull. After all, it was a classic piece that everyone was familiar with, and there wasn't much newness in it.

At the end of the performance, all kinds of applause sounded again, but not as enthusiastic as before.

After finishing tonight's performance, Tilan and her classmates left the auditorium and walked into the cold night, with Annelly following behind her.

When she reached the atrium, the black-haired girl gradually stopped, making Annelly a little curious, and then stepped forward.

"What's wrong, Tilan."

"There's something wrong." The girl suddenly had a strange feeling, as if a certain quiet corner was suddenly poked open, revealing a novel and strange feeling.

"You go back first, I'll go to the practice room." She turned to talk to Anneli, her hair fluttered slightly in the night wind, and there seemed to be brilliance in those eyes.

"Okay..." Annelly nodded despite her doubts.

After leaving Annelly, Tilan walked quickly in the night and arrived at a gray and square building. This is the second battle practice hall of Ades Academy. There are many structures inside and underground, and only a small area above the surface. part.

Walking into the cold hall at night, she opened a room, and then stepped into the elevator, leading directly to the quiet and solid underground.

Because of her authority, this practice room is extraordinarily large, about 300 square meters, and there is a pool inside, in which the clear water is rippling under the lights on the top.

The underground at night is extremely quiet, only the slight sound of water can be heard.

Tilan approached the edge of the pool, and then stepped on the ice that had just frozen on the surface of the water, so she reached the center of the pool step by step, and then the ice shattered, and she also fell into the water.

The cool water submerged her whole body, but the girl was still very quiet. She closed her eyes, spread her hands, and immersed herself in the depths of her heart.

Glittering waves of light rippled on the bottom of the water, reflecting the ceiling a broken blue.

This kind of water light is constantly changing, and the blue on the ceiling has changed into purple again, which is strange and beautiful.

Tilan's eyes, who were submerged in the water, were a little absent-minded. The blue and purple in it changed and intertwined, turning like a vortex, and beside her, blue or purple ice cubes were also constantly forming, colliding with each other in the water, making crisp sounds.

At this moment, Tilan could no longer see clearly everything in front of her, as if everything around her was fading away, and everything gradually became white.

who I am……

Where is here...

No one answered, only eternal silence, so long that one forgets time.

The concept of time and space gradually disappeared, as if entering the palace at the end of time, so empty, yet eternal.

The sound of the gears turning quietly, but looking around, there is nothing there, as if those gears are transparent and colorless, only the confused blue-purple void, and countless graffiti in random colors.

Hundreds of millions of years passed like a snap of fingers, and when the girl's weak consciousness felt that everything was eternal, the colors in the void gradually returned to normal.

The light color rises, the dark color sinks, and countless colors separate and gather, no longer chaotic, but form faint regular lines, which are distributed throughout the void, whether it is the past or the future.

Then, bursts of praying voices came from all directions in the void.

become a god...

become a god...

become a god...

become a god...

These voices are so consistent, gradually becoming louder from weak, and finally roaring so loudly, resounding through the whole world.

As if affected by this, the lines all over the void became brighter and brighter in the voice and prayer, until finally, in the sky with four colors intertwined, a small sun rose slowly, so bright and grand .

The golden sun, the burning sun, the eternal flame, the absolutely powerful god, the crystallization of the prayers of millions of souls, the dream that countless lives yearn for, symbolizes the powerful and eternal crown.

This brilliant burning sun shuttles through countless dark seas of void, like a powerful iron, ironing this wrinkled and chaotic world.

Behind it, countless light spots follow closely, those light spots are chasing light and heat, they are constantly transforming, getting rid of the shackles of the body, getting rid of the shackles of life, and become a higher-level and pure existence, an existence beyond the mortal world, these absorbed The creatures that radiate light and heat in the scorching sun, approach the light, approach the light, become the light, flawless and beautiful.

Under their shuttling and running, the dark sea of ​​void gradually stabilized, and everything gradually became orderly.

Then, around the burning sun, these points of light fell quietly, as if seeing the reflection of the sun in the water, an illusory and beautiful 'sun' took shape.

It is not as blazing as the sun, only quiet and fragile. Unlike the sun that yearns for strength and eternity, its existence represents remorse and crying.

Hate the past time, regret the regrets in life, cry for the things you can't ask for, and cry for the distant place that can never be reached.

This wish is so thick and profound that even the sun has to stop and see his own reflection in the water. At this moment, he also understands the name of the reflection, the moon.

The sun wanted the moon in the water to rise, but it couldn't.

The reflection in the water is so illusory and wobbly that it will shatter if touched lightly. He does not really exist in the world.

The sun's rays are so powerful that even the dark void sea boils under its light, but such a powerful force can never interfere with the other side of the reflection.

The dots of light surround the sun and become its companion star and planet, standing in this dark ocean of nothingness, together they overlook the reflection below, singing and praying again and again.

In this way, in the long river of time, the voice full of prayers resounded again.

become a god...

become a god...

become a god...

become a god...

become a god...

The sound resounded again and again, breaking through the illusory water surface again and again, until two extremely tiny star points responded in all the insignificant dust.

They are like entangled double stars, emerging on the illusory water surface, and then countless light spots stare at these two tiny star spots, shining with eternal and blazing light.

The intertwined twin stars became brighter and brighter, exuding blue and purple halos, and then a round of incomplete crystal moons slowly took shape.

The originally illusory water surface turned into frozen ice crystals, and the illusion on the other side of time condensed into something real.

More and more ice crystals condense, and so on, until finally, a full moon carrying the quicksand of time finally rises gradually from the water, it is transparent and flawless, faintly revealing blue and purple light, and inside, one blue and one purple, The two girls fell asleep back to back.

They will never be separated, they are two sides of each other, just like Janus, the "two-faced god" in ancient mythology.

Janus, one of the oldest and noble gods in Roman mythology, looks at the past and the future at the same time. He is the "god of doors" and "god of keys". The people inside also protect the people outside the door. The two names with opposite meanings, namely Janus, the god of opening and Janus, the god of closing, the army must pass under the arch of its symbol when going out, and it is also the symbol of the triumph of all countries. The predecessor of the gate.

Open the door in the morning, let the sun shine on the earth, close the door at dusk, and let the night fall on the world.

He is the God of all beginnings, the God of all endings, and the God of good beginnings and good endings. Consuls of all dynasties will pray to him for gifts when they ascend the throne, and they will also pray to him when new lives are born. His celebration is the first day of the year and The last day is the first day of the first month.

Time and space are like inseparable two sides of one body, condensed on them, and finally built into this glorious and immortal crown of the moon.

The silver crown is slowly rising, and the ripples of time and space that it brings spread to the entire sea of ​​void, reflecting the blazing sun, and as the light of the crown becomes brighter and brighter, the two figures in the crystal gradually disappear Not seen, melted into this bright moon.

They have no entity, they exist in the past and the future, and when a certain appointed time comes, they will wake up and appear.

In the world deep in the heart, the girl stood quietly on the water surface, her consciousness gradually became clear, her nimble and blue eyes looked around, and finally looked at the reflection under her body.

There is a girl who is exactly like her in the water, but the eyes of the two are slightly different, one is blue and quiet, and the other is purple and majestic.

So, is this the source of my own talent...

The girl looked at her palm, her fingertips were slowly stroking in the air, and she seemed to be able to perceive some kind of non-existent silk thread, which was the trace and spinning thread of time.

The girl in the water also stretched out her palm, and there were also subtle light spots and silk threads overflowing from her hand, but it gave people a different feeling from the girl, and a different existence passed through the fingertips.

The world was turned upside down, as if the world had suddenly turned upside down, Tilan looked around again, looking at the water, the girl's eyes in the water turned blue, and the girl seemed to have a clear understanding, she gently covered her eyes with her fingers, reflecting a faint purple .

Me, Themisia, Hercia, Tilan...

The girl slowly closed her eyes, then opened them again, and returned to the real world again.

It was still that pool, still in this underground practice room, as if time had never moved, the girl floated up from the water, returned to the shore again, flicked her hair lightly, countless drops of water fell, she raised her palms, her two eyes A blue and a purple brilliance emerged from his eyes, reflecting the condensed crystal in his hand.

Or maybe she finally untied the knot in her heart, and a faint brilliance emerged from her body. Withering Sequence 4·Purple Flame Heart, achieved.

The crystal dissipated and turned into dots of blue-purple flames that wrapped around the girl's side. These flames were not scorching hot, but rather cool and icy, making them extraordinarily eerie and beautiful.