Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

"Which card is Tilan going to draw?" Orles raised the five cards in her hand, her eyes full of expectation and interest.

In the lounge, four singers sat on the mat and played the game of drawing joker cards. Because singers can read each other's emotions, this kind of card-drawing game is particularly offensive, and it tests each other's ability to perceive and block emotions.

"Is it this one?" Tilan asked Orles with her finger on one of the cards.

"Guess~" Orles blinked her eyes, and her inner emotions were like a smart rabbit, making it difficult for Tilan to grasp.

"It should be this one." Shui Yanqing on the side helped Tilan with advice. She felt that Orles was too happy at this time, and it must be a bad joker card.

"I think Orles will be very happy no matter which card Tilan draws, and I can't guess it." Blanche knelt aside, a little discouraged and gave up.

"What about this one?" Tilan thought about it and changed another one.

"I won't tell the answer, hum." Orles said that she would not easily reveal her true thoughts.

"Really?"

Tilan thought for a moment, closed her eyes, and then moved her fingers again, slowly stroking the card in Orles's hand.

As her perception extended, Orles's lively and agile emotions slowly entered her mind and gradually became clearer.

A few seconds later, when Tilan's finger moved to the card on the far right, it was like a drop of water spreading ripples. Although it was extremely subtle, she still caught it.

This should be it. Tilan thought for a moment, opened her eyes, and drew the card.

"It's a joker card. Ah, Orles's plan succeeded." Blanche was surprised to see the pattern on the card.

"Tilan didn't mean it." Shui Yanqing on the side thought that Orles' luck was too good.

The four of them laughed and played again, and then Blanche shouted to start a new game.

When the four of them were having fun, the door in the distance opened, and Idlia walked into the lounge hall with Pulin and saw this scene.

"The four of them are really happy." Pulin said with a little envy.

"Do you want to play too?" Idlia turned around and asked.

"Well, although I kind of want to, I won't go." After saying that, Pulin walked to the side and leaned against the wall, with his hands behind his head.

"Is it because I'm here? Sorry?" Idlia saw that Pulin didn't care as much as he seemed.

"This... a little bit."

Although he wanted to find other reasons, considering that lying in front of his seniors would only bring shame upon himself, Pulin could only admit it.

"I'm not the kind of person who is completely unkind. If you play during your break, I won't rashly ruin the atmosphere and disturb you." Idlia shook her head.

Then she walked to the sofa and sat down, watching the four people playing the card game in the distance with Pulin, and the two also talked about the four people.

"You and Tilan are from the same star field, and you had a lot of interactions in high school before, so you should know her better."

"Yes, I am more familiar with her." As he said that, Pulin thought of the scene five years ago.

At that time, she had just entered high school for a year and was full of energy. Because the identity of a singer was very glorious, she also liked all kinds of exciting and novel things. When Yulan Duojia asked her to perform in Arpeggio City, she naturally agreed, wanting to take this opportunity to have a fresh and exciting surprise performance.

The process was just as she expected. Under the load of heavy aircraft, she and her companions came to the sky above Arpeggio City, and then took the performance equipment and rushed straight to the deep underground entrance like a ground-penetrating missile. The process was extremely exciting. That performance was also the most interesting one she felt in those two years.

After the excitement of the performance, it was the first time she met Tilan. To be honest, she didn't spend too much time on this junior at that time. She was thinking about writing today's excitement and enthusiasm into a song and melody. When they met, they just said a few polite words, gave a gift, and left in a hurry.

The next time she and Tilan really got to know each other was the battle on the bridge during the club confrontation. It was also from then on that she really regarded the other party as a singer opponent who was on par with herself.

It must be said that Tilan's growth rate is amazing. After a few years, she could not compete with her in the winter festival competition. In the following years of high school, the two also fought several times. Later, under the leadership of senior Youlan Duojia, they had dinner and played together, and their relationship became really close.

But this closeness also has a lot of competition. As a singer from the same Four-Leaf Crystal Star Region, she is often compared by the public. She is not willing to fall behind Tilan. So after entering university, she worked harder and paid special attention to the development of singers.

"Tilan used to... when you first met her, you would involuntarily ignore her."

"At that time, she was very unconfident and had a submissive feeling. It was probably caused by past experiences." Pulin thought of Themisia.

"In fact, her biggest change was in high school, but since she and I were not in the same school, I don't know the specific process." Then Pulin slowly talked about Tilan's sister and the experience of Tilan's family. Compared with the beautified and deleted information in the news, Pulin, as a former student of the Sixth University Campus, knew more about the inside story.

"It turned out to be so tortuous." Idria sighed, and then her eyes stayed on the black-haired girl for a long time.

After a few seconds of pause, she stood up.

"It's almost noon now. Let them go to lunch together. There will be special training this afternoon. It's not about watching the live performances of the past singers."

"Okay." Pulin stood up, stretched, and walked towards the four people. Idria left the lounge.

...

In the afternoon, the six new generation singers gathered together again. This was a clearing in the school's forest. The area was about the size of a football field. It was surrounded by tall beech trees, lush and with green leaves.

Unlike the ultramarine dress she usually wears, Idria's dress today is somewhat similar to that of an ancient priest. The long robe is white with gold edges, and only the dark blue pendant on the chest has a personal style.

"Good afternoon, children."

From the perspective of age, Idria is more than enough to be the great-grandmother of these singers, so in her eyes, these new singers around 20 years old are actually not much different from ignorant babies.

"Hello, senior." The six people bowed and saluted, then looked at her curiously, wondering what kind of training they would have today.

"Today I will not teach you all kinds of lessons and concepts that will give you a headache, but some easy and direct training." As a singer, she naturally understood the emotions of the six people in the past few days.

"I don't know if you have ever raised small animals. As creatures with less wisdom than humans, their behavior is much simpler and purer than that of humans."

"It is much easier to communicate with them and guess their thoughts than to face humans. This is why, in the early stage, I suggest that you can find animals to practice."

"However, most of you are no longer novices now. Today I will teach you new skills to establish connections with these little guys."

After speaking, she raised her hand, and several snow-white pigeons flew from the sky, landed on her wrists and shoulders, and made cooing sounds.

"These are homing pigeons that have undergone some training. They are familiar with humans and understand a lot of instructions."

"The skill I am going to teach now is how to establish a conscious connection with homing pigeons, and then use them to see the scenery and situation in the distance." After saying this, she stroked the homing pigeons on her shoulders with her fingers, causing a faint halo to appear on their bodies. Then, under her command, three homing pigeons flew around the six people, sometimes in a straight line, sometimes spinning in circles in the air, and then flew to the woods not far away to fetch three branches of the same length.

"It's amazing, can I learn it today?" Blanche was full of envy.

"You may not be able to do it yet." Idria kindly comforted her and told her that it would take another two years. Then she began to tell the five singers present in detail how to use the skills to communicate with the homing pigeons and then slowly establish a spiritual connection.

About two hours later, the five young singers had roughly mastered this skill.

Seeing the homing pigeons flying around the five people, Idria nodded with satisfaction and then stated the training goals.

"All of you stand still and let your pigeons fly out. I have people put five different colored signs five kilometers away from the school. Each sign has a number. Let your pigeons fly out, and then tell me what the numbers on the five signs are in half an hour. Remember, the more signs, the higher the score."

"Senior, are there rewards for high scores?" Pulin raised her hand and asked.

"Yes, I have accumulated a lot of interesting gadgets over the years. You can choose according to the scores." She smiled, not as strict as before.

"Thank you, senior." The five people answered.

"What about me? Can't I participate?" Blanche said that she was left behind.

"If it's you, I will give you other training goals, and there will be rewards if you complete them." Idlia waved her hand, and another pigeon fell, asking Blanche to follow it.

"Okay, senior~" Blanche agreed happily.

Afterwards, the five singers released the pigeons in their hands, and then closed their eyes to perceive the vision seen by the pigeons. It must be said that this experience is very special, as if a single display screen that has been used for more than 20 years has suddenly been added with a new one. If they hadn't closed their eyes, I'm afraid the two would interfere with each other and be very confused.

The white pigeon spread its wings and flew up, soaring through the woods, and flew sideways past the tall clock tower of the school. The vision kept deflecting and changing. As the experience deepened, it was like immersing in a movie, allowing the five people to gradually enter the state.

Not good!

Shui Yanqing suddenly felt a sharp pain, and then her vision rotated and fell straight to the ground. Fortunately, the pigeon had a strong vitality and spread its wings again at the last moment, barely swooping across the street and not falling to death on the ground.

What was going on? She manipulated the pigeon to flip its body, and her vision swept across the sky, and finally found a gray-brown falcon passing through the sky and swooping over again.

If it were her, she would have many ways to deal with it, but the pigeon that established the connection was just an ordinary animal and could not fight at all. She could only panic and run into a shop on the side of the street to avoid it for the time being.

Entering the shop, the pigeon stood on a cabinet to check itself and found that there was a wound on one side of its wing, which was still bleeding.

This is bad, Shui Yanqing thought, I am afraid that today's training goal will not be completed.

Just when she wanted to disconnect and was about to give up, there was a slight knocking sound outside the glass cabinet next to the shop.

Looking up, it was the other two pigeons, flapping their wings outside to greet it. This familiar feeling should be Tilan and Ores.

Seeing the two flying down to care about her, Shui Yanqing felt warm in her heart, and her bad mood just now was relieved a lot.

The three pigeons met each other through the glass window, and then, encouraged by the two pigeons outside, the one inside slowly flew out again. However, this time, the three did not fly high, but flew low along the street. With the help of the complex environment on the ground, it was difficult for the red falcon in the sky to completely locate the three guys, and it did not want to hit the branches and various building obstacles on the roadside when diving, so it turned a few circles and flew away.

Later, the three snow-white pigeons flew together all the way, sentrying and guarding each other, and finally found the three signs before the time came, and wrote down the numbers on them.

"It's time." Idria clapped her hands and woke up the five singers.

Although only half an hour had passed, the five people were a little dazed, as if they had experienced the short life of the pigeons.

"Is this feeling very novel?" Seeing that the five people were still savoring it, Idria spoke kindly.

"Okay, now you can tell me what happened to you and write down the numbers on the signs."

"It went smoothly. I controlled the pigeon to visit the place and wrote down the numbers on the five signs." Pulin was the first to speak.

"I wrote down four signs, but I got lost in the middle, so it took me a little longer." Odney was a little disappointed.

"What about you guys?" Idria turned around and saw that the three of them were not very proactive.

"We wrote down the data on three signs." Tilan answered.

"Only three?" Idria was slightly disappointed.

"Because we helped the injured Shui Yanqing avoid the attacking red falcon in the middle, it took more time, but I was still very happy." Orles took the initiative to explain.

Idria glanced at Shui Yanqing who was bowing her head and nodded slightly.

"You are also very good."

"Okay, today's training is over, follow me first." Then she stood up and asked everyone to follow.

So the group walked through the beech forest next to them and came to a wooden house they had never seen before. It had three floors and was similar in style to the ancient elves. It was built against the big tree next to it, giving a feeling of harmony with nature.

"This is my temporary residence. Come in."

Then the five people walked up the wooden steps and entered the house. Blanche had already arrived. She was sitting on a circular wooden chair in the hall, looking at the owl with a delicate mechanical structure in the air. Its body was hollowed out and made entirely of retro alchemical gears, and it also had a miniature magic crystal power device, which was very beautiful.

"Can I have this owl?" Blanche asked immediately when she saw Idria coming in.

"Yes, but you have to take good care of it. This was a gift given to me by the only remaining alchemical master Vsevolod Merlin more than a hundred years ago." Idria waved her hand, and the alchemical owl flew down, and she handed it to Blanche.

"As for its structure and maintenance instructions, I will send you the chip information later. If you don't know how to do it, you need to find an expert in alchemy to help you in the future."

"No problem, thank you senior." Blanche took it happily.

"You five can sit down too. You can look around here. Anyone interested can tell me. Most of them are small gadgets I have accumulated. Some are gifts from others, some are collections I bought, and some are made when I was interested in them." Idria was unusually gentle and generous, which made the few people who had undergone weeks of strict training quite uncomfortable.

"Thank you~"

The five people looked around with curiosity. There were retro alchemy small creations, old books and pamphlets, beautiful feathers of unknown birds, seeds of exotic plants, vividly carved statues, exquisite handmade ornaments, etc. Many of them were masterpieces of masters, and they felt valuable at first glance. Some were also very rare.

It can be seen that Idria spent a lot of time collecting these things, but today she let several new singers choose at will, which was really unexpected.

She first went back upstairs, took off the white priest robe with gold edges, and changed into a dark blue retro dress with black edges. She sat in a corner of the house, holding up the teacup in her hand, and looked at the young girls walking around the house with a gentle look.

The expression in her eyes seemed to be recalling the past long, long ago.

Perhaps only at this moment, others would realize that she was already very old, whether as a singer or an elf.