Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

One morning forty years ago, in a small house surrounded by birch trees, a child was born.

"This child has lavender eyes, let's call him 'Lewind'."

In this way, the newborn child has his own name.

Butterfly species are similar to humans when they are young, and there is no obvious difference. However, they will undergo a metamorphosis as adults and grow beautiful wings. It is said that the most beautiful butterfly species must also have the most beautiful wings. The subtext of this sentence is, The beauty of wings is more important than appearance, and many abilities of butterfly species also need to be displayed with the help of those wings.

Therefore, the beauty and ugliness of the wings almost represent the status of butterfly species in the group.

"I am your cousin, you can call me sister Moli La."

When Lewind was 12 years old, he met his cousin from afar. It is said that his cousin's father was his mother's brother, but the two separated when they were relatively young.

Mozilla has distinctive snow-white butterfly wings with particularly moving blue patterns. When Mozilla followed her parents to the stronghold, her beautiful face and wings immediately attracted the attention of many young people.

"Molila is already at Sequence 4. I heard from Lady Ainasha that it won't be too difficult for her to advance to Sequence 5." When she got home, her mother talked about this matter.

"He is a rare genius." His father sighed.

"Is Sequence 5 powerful?" At that time, Lewind had no idea about this term.

After touching Lewind's head, his father told him that if he had the strength of Sequence 4, he could travel to various places on the grassland at will. If he had the strength of Sequence 5, he would be almost the little overlord and leader of a party. Although powerful, the strongest leader is only a mid-level Sequence 6 leader.

"This means that even if Mozilla is still young, she is already a top figure in the clan. It is very likely that she will take over the position of clan leader in a few years."

"Sister Moli La is so amazing." At that time, he was filled with envy.

Because of Moli La's power, Lewind also received a lot of care in the days that followed, which made him admire and get closer to his cousin even more.

When Lewind was 14 years old, in order to build a good relationship and also want Lewind to get a better education, his parents sent him to Morilla for education.

Although Moli La is only 20 years old, she is already a great teacher compared to Lewind, who has just entered the ranks of extraordinary training.

During this time, Lewind often traveled to his uncle's residence to learn from Moli La, including basic supernatural knowledge, the use of weapons, and the history of this world.

"Sister Moli La knows a lot. Did she teach herself before?" Lewind asked the cousin who was sitting in the forest one day. She was bathed in the morning light like an angel in an ancient poem.

"No, I learned from a sage from the far north. He said that he encountered a miracle when he was young, and thus gained knowledge that ordinary people can't imagine."

"Then what does God look like?" Lewind asked curiously.

"God." The snow-blue wings behind Mozilla flapped slightly, and gusts of breeze blew through the woods.

"Probably like us, he has wings."

"Because we are a species created by God, we will have some shadow of God." Moli La sighed with emotion.

"Then can we also become gods?" Lewind continued to ask.

"Well, theoretically speaking, there is a very slight possibility."

"But it probably won't be possible now." Mozilla stood up slightly, walked towards Lewind, squatted down slightly, and touched the boy who had not yet grown up.

For children who are still in adolescence, this big sister with her long pale blond hair, snow-white skin and moving figure is undoubtedly the object of admiration in her dreams.

Seeing Lewind staring at her in a daze, Mozilla laughed, and Lewind remembered that look for decades and never forgot it.

Then Mozilla stood up, looked into the sky, and told Lewind about God.

"The gods must exist, and we are the continuation of the gods. When one day, butterfly species fill this planet again, the gods will appear and praise our efforts."

"Then will she give me a reward?" Lewind couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, I will reward little Lewind." Mozilla smiled and winked, and then took Lewind's hand to the small house surrounded by flowers and plants in the forest. It was Mozilla's own little house. He raised some bees in the forest and used honey to make delicious desserts as a reward for Lewind's training.

In this way, time passed by unconsciously. If everything stayed in the first 18 years of life, it might be a very good dream.

…

22 years ago, a fire attacked the birch forest where the butterfly species lived. The wolf-blood species armed with long knives and torches rushed into the butterfly species' stronghold and started killing. The firelight and thick smoke filled the night sky, and they could not fly. The children of the butterfly species ran in panic in the firelight, while in the sky and treetops, the adult species of the butterfly species were dealing with even more crazy killing machines.

Flashing red dots fill the sky. Each pair of red dots represents a mechanical self-disciplined unit that flaps its wings. These mechanical bodies imitating dragonflies fly extremely fast and are particularly flexible in the air. Wherever the sharp wings touch, a Each butterfly species was cut and torn, and the illusion and charm ability that the butterfly species is good at is almost useless to these mechanical self-discipline units.

As the embodiment of the will of the Mechanical Council, these self-disciplined units constantly roamed the earth and the sky, creating a paradise for the original humans to survive. As the opposite, the new race is undoubtedly the biggest enemy.

There is no surrender in the battle, and it is impossible to give up. These machines that execute the original code are ruthless. This is not because the upper mechanical angels who set the program are ruthless, but because there is no room for warmth in reality. In the era of the Fifth Epoch, there is no room for any easing between the two, especially the original humans, who are almost on the verge of extinction.

The battle lasted from night to day, from perseverance to evacuation, from the initial butterfly wings all over the sky to the final sporadic feathers.

Under the dual siege of the killing machines and the wolf blood species, a large number of members of the butterfly species died in battle. The birch forests that used to be full of corpses, fires everywhere, and burning smoke swept along the westerly wind and spread to the distance of the sky.

In the night, Jasmine dragged her broken wings and struggled to run away with Lewende. Her once beautiful wings were now only broken on one side, and the other side was torn by several wolf-bloods during the sneak attack. There was even a bloody part on her back.

In a hurry, Jasmine fell from mid-air and rolled to the ground. Lewende also fell heavily to the ground. He was dizzy and finally came back to his senses and stood up. He looked at Jasmine in the distance, motionless, with a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart.

He helped Jasmine, who was about to reach the end of her life, up. Lewende was full of tears and called her name, but the sister he once admired and yearned for was covered with blood and stains and could no longer fly in the sky.

"Ahem, I'm dying, you go by yourself." In weakness, Jasmine barely raised her hand and touched Lewende.

"Go, find a place where no one is, and spend the rest of your life."

"No, I don't want you to die." Lewind cried, he was not even an adult yet.

"No, you can't be so naughty, you have grown up, you can fly away by yourself." Jasmine's eyes were half open and half closed, she could no longer see Lewind in front of her.

A faint halo lit up from Jasmine, and then spread to Lewind, stimulating his transformation into adulthood. After a few seconds, Lewind slowly fell asleep, and then a cocoon made of light silk gradually formed on the surface of his body.

In a few hours, he will be able to truly become an adult and grow enviable wings.

Watching the light cocoon slowly wrapping Lewind, Jasmine was relieved. She crossed her hands and wrapped them around her shoulders, and then her body slowly burned, turning into bursts of light powder, which covered the earth, Lewind's light cocoon, and his breath, and then hid in the night.

…

Three years later, the stronghold of the Willow Elf, the former ally of the Butterfly Eyes, was also breached by the Wolf Bloods. The leader of the Willow Elf was pierced by bloody tusks and hung in the wilderness beside the river. Along the river bank was a three-kilometer-long pierced head, on which rested vultures and black crows that ate scavengers. Such a fierce behavior shocked the entire grassland.

So far, the Cat Tail, Fox Tail, and Elephant Body have surrendered one after another, and the Wolf Blood King Camp has gradually been established.

In the following twenty years, Lewind constantly searched for possible survivors of the Butterfly Eyes, from north to south and from east to west on the grassland. He often flew in the night, using the natural ability of the Butterfly Eyes to conceal his body and gather intelligence.

Compared with the genius Jasmine, Lewind can only be said to have mediocre talent. He barely advanced to Sequence 4 at the age of 32, and this was the result of Jasmine teaching him systematic knowledge theory.

In the following eight years, he was still stuck in Sequence 4. On the one hand, it was because he often hid everywhere and his energy was scattered. On the other hand, he finally found a secluded branch of the butterfly species in the distance, although the number of people in this branch settlement was only a hundred.

In order to help this small settlement avoid the sensitive sense of smell of the wolf blood species and possible whereabouts leaks, they arranged the settlement location on a lonely cliff and only came out secretly at night.

Although this ensured safety, the efficiency of many things slowed down. It was not easy to maintain food in the settlement. He had to take on the responsibility of finding food with several members.

In this long-term cooperation, he finally had his own lover and children.

Originally, this would have been a good ending, and he would spend a dull life like what Jasmine said at the end.

But life always has many accidents and misfortunes. On the way to purchase food as usual, her lover exposed his identity, and the daughter who came out with him was also in danger.

In order to protect the child, the mother could not fly away alone, which left many opportunities for the other party.

In the end, his mother died and his daughter was captured and became a slave of the passing merchant.

After such a blow, he searched for his daughter like crazy, until last month, he finally got some information and knew the whereabouts of his daughter in the king's camp.

Then he joined forces with his companions to rescue her. In order not to implicate others, he took the initiative to stay behind until he was pierced by the wolf-blooded spear and fell from the sky.

Throughout his life, his trajectory was to escape and hide. Perhaps rescuing his daughter in the end was his only obsession.

Now his wish has been fulfilled, but unfortunately, he will never see the child who has not grown up again.

Speaking of which, this child has a light golden color similar to Jasmine, which is also what he misses most.

…

In the dark prison of the king's camp, the torches are still burning slowly, and pine oil occasionally drips, splashing a few sparks.

After listening to Lewend's story, Tilan sat quietly in the chair, closed her eyes and recalled the outline and vague information behind the story.

It seems that in the past thousand years of isolation from the world, the people on this planet have not made no achievements or attempts. At least from Molilah's words, she should know part of the truth about this planet. And where did the sage who told and taught Molilah the knowledge come from? Is the miracle he claimed to have seen a metaphor or some kind of reality?

"I'm curious, why were the wolfbloods able to attack together with the mechanical autonomous units at that time? Wouldn't they be attacked?" Tilan asked with his eyes opened.

"They will be attacked, but the probability of being attacked is much lower than ours." Lewend's expression has regained some vitality and hope, and he is no longer as dead as before.

"Based on our tribe's experience over the past thousand years, in the threat list of the mechanical self-discipline unit, our butterfly species should be ranked very high. If the butterfly species is found in the detection range, we will be the primary target, unless the butterfly species in the range has been completely eliminated, those mechanical units will not target other species for the time being." He explained the reason.

It turned out to be a priority setting. From this point of view, the four dark sun followers who participated in strangling the mechanical sun Rou were all listed as the number one enemy.

"Who is your leader now? Is he the one who commanded this rescue?"

"Now our leader is not a butterfly species, but a special messenger from the north. She has obtained a similar inheritance to Jasmine and has won our trust."

"I was in a hurry to rescue this time. I didn't have time to discuss it with the leader. I only brought some familiar companions. Fortunately, I was the only one left behind. Everyone should have escaped back." He said this and felt relieved.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple." Tilan shook her head.

"The messenger you mentioned, is she wearing a purple gauze dress, with a different charm?"

"How do you know this?" Lewende was extremely surprised.

"I happened to see her, and that's why I came to see you. If I guess correctly, she will come to see you tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." Tilan felt that with the means shown by the woman, it would not be difficult to find out where Lewende was imprisoned.

"Although I have no intention of restricting your freedom, I still advise you that if you want to leave, please leave the king's camp with us before making a decision."

"Escape from the dungeon is too embarrassing for the queen. The reason why she can rule the grassland is because of this deterrent power."

"Don't think that it's just a small matter of a slave escaping. She won't care. In my opinion, she just deliberately ignores this small matter."

"Because the most proud and confident expression is indifference."

"Based on your experience and various rumors in the past, this queen has a strong ambition and desire for control. She will not allow the descendants of her former enemies to openly escape from the king's camp unless she pays a sufficient price to satisfy her face and majesty. Only in this way will she show everyone a little bit of the king's demeanor between her fingers, and the purpose of doing so is only to better control this land and prevent others from easily making the choice to disobey her orders."

"In this way, it seems that I am also in danger. It seems that I have to prepare early." At this point, the girl seemed to think of something.

"There's really nothing I can do. Actually, I don't like to solve problems with violence. As the Eastern proverb says, watermelons that are twisted off by brute force are often not delicious."

"I hope for a long-term stable order rather than a distorted system maintained by brute force, although the latter is easier to achieve."

At this time, Tilan stood up, she bent slightly, her straight hair fell, and said goodbye to Lewend who was sitting in the dungeon.

"See you next time, Mr. Lewend, say hello to the leader for me, maybe we will have a lot of topics to talk about in the future, about this grassland, and about this planet and the world."