Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

In the diffused water smoke and white steam, Heshia's familiar face appeared, and the eyes covered by the hood were also particularly bright, like transparent blue glass, seeing through the surprise and complicated mood of the two.

"It's me." She raised her head slightly, looking over Seraphiel's cheek and looking at the three pairs of burning wings behind her.

The body of an angel, this word is also applicable to Seraphiel, and it is particularly appropriate.

I didn't expect that after not seeing this classmate for a few years, he has become a senior member of the branch of the church. It seems that the religious circles in the federation are particularly closely connected.

The fingers were slightly retracted, and the water smoke that originally filled the church instantly turned into fine powder ice particles, falling from the sky, like rain, making a slight rustling sound, and the air was also particularly clean.

Seeing that the girl did not continue to use violence, the two Seven Virtues calmed down a little. Then, "Hope" Laguier led the way in front, and took the girl to another empty white courtyard to talk in the surprised eyes of the priests and guards.

After a few pleasantries, Seraphiel introduced Heshia's identity to the other Seven Virtues present.

"This is a singer who was born in the Four-Leaf Crystal Star Region like me. We fought at the Winter Festival in high school, and later we got to know each other and became friends." The people present were not completely unaware of Heshia's identity as a singer. After all, there were only so many singers in the Federation, and you could tell her name by just looking at the information.

However, no one expected that this not-so-famous singer would appear here at this time, so bold and powerful.

"I want to meet Blanche." After a brief acquaintance, Tilan said her intention.

"This..." Several Seven Virtues present were obviously hesitant.

Now is an extremely critical and important time. Blanche's condition directly affects the future of trillions of people in the Western Star Region, and the cult has also placed a heavy bet on Blanche. If this person is allowed to meet Blanche, the risk is huge, and no one can guarantee that there will be no accidents.

Seeing that they were hesitant and even some of them began to show hostility, Tilan knew that it would be difficult to get their consent with a simple narration.

She raised her finger, and invisible ripples spread. The special perception spread rapidly throughout the flagship. Since she had been discovered at this time, there was no need to hide. Soon she sensed the singer Blanche who lived deep in the central protection zone of the flagship and had a brief communication with her consciousness.

Not long after, the Seven Virtues' Hope looked at Tilan with a complicated expression and said, "Blanche said she can trust you, let us take you to see her."

Since Blanche already knew and agreed, the few people present could not strongly object, and slowly made way, and Laguier and Seraphiel took Tilan to the 'Sun Palace' in the center of the flagship.

Half an hour later, after passing through layers of blockades and checkpoints, Tilan finally saw Blanche after several years of absence. Compared with the past, Blanche has completely changed.

She stood quietly under the wide black curtain wall, on which were engraved golden roses and the closed-eye true red wings. The whole painting was sacred and beautiful, making people sigh and stop.

At this moment, Blanche was wearing a classical long dress with a white base. She didn't have too many accessories on her body. The halo and ring that vaguely appeared behind her head completely isolated her image from mortals. She vaguely had some meaning of angels and gods, and the exposed wrist part also revealed the inhuman golden flower and leaf texture, reminding others that she had slowly left the mundane world.

When Tilan stepped into the hall, Blanche, who was standing with her head down, raised her head. Her golden eyes swept across the room, like a golden spiritual tide, washing the entire space. The guards who opened the door were a little unsteady and dizzy. Only Laguier and Seraphiel had seen Blanche often and had already adapted to it, so they didn't show any abnormality.

The two looked at Heshia beside them with a little curiosity. They saw that although the girl looked surprised, she didn't show any discomfort, which made them wonder if the singer had extra resistance to this kind of spiritual shock.

"You're here." With just three simple words, Blanche seemed to see through Tilan's intention and simply stated the fact.

"Yeah." The girl replied softly, then stepped forward, leaving the two Seven Virtues behind.

In the empty hall, Tilan walked step by step towards the singer standing alone under the wall, and the two figures slowly approached each other in the eyes of others.

Finally, Tilan stood three meters away from Blanche and didn't move any closer.

Although the two were good friends, the situation has changed and they can no longer contact each other without any care as in the past.

"I'm not here to persuade you to let go." Tilan thought about it. It was unrealistic to persuade the other party to stop at this time.

"I just want to see you." In fact, she was a little worried about Blanche's condition. After all, the way a singer is promoted cannot be so fast. If it is based on rumors, Blanche probably used some tricks, but such methods often have side effects. Otherwise, they would have been promoted long ago.

The two talked in silence. From the perspective of the Seven Virtues in the distance, the two of them only communicated with their eyes, and everything happened silently.

"I..." Blanche's eyes moved and she didn't continue.

What else is there to say? She has come to this point. There is no room for regret, and it is impossible to retreat. As for other fears, tensions, and worries, they are just some insignificant emotions.

In the past, she could still complain and communicate with her friends, but now it is no longer suitable and unnecessary. She is no longer the young girl who cannot bear any troubles. Now she has long been accustomed to this kind of pressure and responsibility.

The two were silent and stared at each other. Although it was a simple encounter, the two had a vague premonition that it might be impossible for them to meet again in the future.

"You..." Tilan wanted to ask Blanche if she regretted it, but stopped mid-sentence.

What's the point of asking this question at this time? So what if the other party regrets it. The conflict between the Western Sector and the Federal Center can no longer allow such an understated peace to happen. Both sides must fight to the death to end it all.

"Are you okay?" She changed her words slightly to express her concern.

"I'm fine and I don't regret it." Blanche's eyes closed slightly and then opened.

"That's it..." Tilan thought for a while.

"I hope you can survive, and I hope Aurese can survive. Although this idea is a bit naive, I think even though you each represent different people and voices, as an individual, I don't want the friends I once knew so well. Just sacrifice."

After saying that, Tilan paused for a while.

"When I was very young, I loved reading all kinds of story books, and I was looking forward to what kind of people and things I would meet in the future."

"Reality is always heavy, cumbersome and boring, but the imagination in the story is endless. I had a lot of fun and happiness in it."

"I really hope that those stories and legends that bring people hope and warmth are like charcoal fire in the dark night. Although they are small, they also have a comforting warmth."

"Although tragedy can bring greater impact and make the story more popular, I still don't like it. There is already enough suffering in life, why should we hurt others in this way."

"So, even if it's a character in the book, I can hope that she gets a better ending."

"Aurese, Shui Yanqing, and you, the four of us have spent a lot of time together in the academy. I don't want you to die in this battle. That would be sad and bring despair to the entire Western Sector. The same goes for Ole Lace. I hope you both can survive. Even after the war is over and all the dust has fallen, I hope you can survive and witness the world a hundred years from now, instead of passing away so hastily. "

"What a beautiful idea, Tilan..." Blanche said with a vague look, her voice was like distant light and wind.

She didn't finish the second half of the sentence, and Tilan also knew the meaning of the other party's expression. Often, words like this, with a turning word, become lamentable.

"...If I could see it that day." She already knew her ending, and these words were just to comfort her friends.

Although there are still thousands of words to talk and communicate with each other, the current situation no longer allows it. A few minutes later, Tilan glanced at Blanche for the last time, then turned around and slowly left the hall.

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After Tilan completely left, Laguier, who was left behind, walked towards Blanche.

"Just let her go?" She was still a little worried.

"Yes, let her go safely," Blanche replied.

"I know you are worried, but there is no need." After saying that, Blanche looked at the transparent curtain wall on one side, where you can see the distant stars and gravel in the star sea, as well as the ships slowly sailing through space. Battleship.

"Tilan is one of my best friends in college. Although she also has a good relationship with Aurese, she will not do anything deliberately partial."

"Similarly, with her current capabilities, even if you want to stop her, it will be a waste of energy and manpower, and will cause unnecessary commotion."

"The decisive battle is about to begin. Put your energy and focus on this."

"This... I understand." Laguier thought for a while and agreed. After all, it is indeed more important to deal with the decisive battle at this time.

Half an hour later, under the escort and surveillance of two fighter planes, the mecha driven by Tilan left the fleet in the western sector. When he was about to fly out of the asteroid belt, Tilan turned his eyes and looked at the slow movement behind him. The advancing huge fleet, at this time, they have gradually formed into a magnificent formation in space. Hundreds of thousands of starships are densely packed, covering the stars in the distance, gradually shining, the jet wake slowly brightens, and begins to accelerate. , like the bright stars that cover the sun.

Are we about to start? I'm afraid it's too late to find Ores at this time.

The gray-white mecha unfolded its stacked flying wings, and then a light blue halo appeared on the texture of the flying wings, making the mecha faster and faster, like a meteor flashing across the wilderness.

Keeping away from the center of the battle, the girl sitting in the cockpit clasped her hands together. She closed her eyes, her black skirt with white edges spread on the black cockpit, and prayed for the two friends who were about to fight for life and death.

A few hours later, dazzling light pillars pierced the black curtain of the star sea and hit the majestic light blue transparent barrier. The texture of a honeycomb appeared, followed by a torrent of particles that counterattacked. The shining light pillars once again penetrated the galaxy, connecting Fleet arrays from both sides.

In the vast sea of ​​​​stars, hundreds of thousands of space battleships are arranged in two different magnificent arrays. They are hundreds of thousands of miles apart, looking at each other from a distance, and then continuously interweaving gunfire, and approaching each other step by step.

The prelude to the decisive battle slowly began.

The whistling sound of electric currents continued to sound in the belly of the aircraft carrier. One after another, space fighters rushed out of the belly under the acceleration of the long electromagnetic track in the cabin. The airflow ejected from the tail became brighter and brighter. The violent airflow was like seven rings, which made the speed of the fighters in space continue to rise, reaching a level unimaginable in the atmosphere.

And there were countless such fighters. The entire display screen was flooded with light spots, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions...

Spreading to the entire battlefield, these fighters and mechas were like waves flashing phosphorescent light, rushing towards each other, and then engaging in fierce battles and exchanges in a few seconds, sparks flashing, and pouring bullets and lasers flooding the field of vision.

Quick attack, quick death, quick advancement of the front line. Compared with the countless fighters and mechas of the Federation, the fighters and mechas of the Western Star Region were soon covered and submerged like splashing water. At this time, the fighters and mechas of the Sixth Fleet continued to move forward. The joint fleet of the Western Star Region no longer had enough manpower to resist. If these fighters and mechas were allowed to get close, the main battleships that lost their cover would be damaged and disturbed in large numbers, and finally lead to the failure of the entire battle.

Looking at this scene, the commanders and commanders of the Federation slowly held their breath and prayed silently, but unfortunately the final result was still not what they wanted.

Countless golden rays of light spread out from the void of the sea of ​​stars. They kept interweaving and entwining in the galaxy and converging towards the center. They were extremely dazzling, they climbed step by step, they were densely layered, and they were closely connected, forming the most luxurious and beautiful crown in the world.

The sun crown that shocked the world reappeared in the sea of ​​stars. Under the cover of the invisible golden halo, the space of the sea of ​​stars was like a floating sea surface, and the space shook slightly and rippled.

Then, the brilliant solar wind broke out from the center of the star and began to sweep across the entire star system. At this time, the fighter plane that was originally moving at high speed also immediately activated the protection system. The deep blue texture passed through, and the entire surface of the body was like a layer of silver. Then the surrounding strong magnetic field wrapped the body and deflected the upcoming solar wind particles.

Although the solar wind is not real wind, under this high-energy tidal wash, the fighter planes and mechas that were originally moving at high speed had to divide most of their energy and magic power to build defenses, making it difficult to further increase their speed, which bought time for the joint fleet of the western star region.

After that, the magnificent array where the fleet was located lit up again, and the main battleships began to gather energy, and the central axis main guns showed twisting light.

Facing the drastic changes in the battlefield situation, countless eyes in the Titan flagship of the Sixth Fleet also looked at the silver-haired singer sitting on the throne.

"Let's start it." Orles closed her eyes slowly.

"Yes! Open the 'throne system'!"

The complex and beautiful rose imprint spread on the floor of the hall. The elf singers in uniform closed their eyes and prayed. The ripples of resonance spread from the center, and hundreds of light years away, the streets and TV platforms in the star fields had already broadcast them uniformly.

Countless auxiliary singers began to guide this prayer resonance in the streets, venues, churches, and squares, and this ripple of consciousness across the star sea also slowly descended on the battlefield through the Sea of ​​Ekaka, outlining layers of brilliant light.

The magnificent silver crown gradually took shape.